rungDavyvioletrecessarrangefernsmapledaintylingeredprettiestPOOR DAVYIt was recess time at the village school.The bell had rung,and the children had run out into the bright sunshine, wild with laughter and fun.All but poor Davy.He came out last and very slowly, but he did not laugh.He was in trouble,and the bright, golden sunlight did not make him glad.He walked across the yard,and sat down on a stone behind the old maple.A little bird on the highest branch sang just to make him laugh.But Davy did not notice it.He was thinking of the cruel words that had been said about his ragged clothes.The tears stole out of his eyes, and ran down his cheeks.Poor Davy had no father,and his mother had to work hard to keep him at school.That night, he went home by the path that led across the fields and through the woods.He still felt sad.Davy did not wish to trouble his mother;so he lingered a while among the trees,
