Chestnuts in Burs 

 Photo by Verne Morton 



November Nature-Study 



Anna Botsford Comstock 



"Again the leaves come fluttering down, 



Slowly, silently, one by one, 

 Scarlet and crimson and gold and brown, 



Willing to fall for their work is done." — Allerton. 



One of the duties we owe to children is to instil into their minds 

 the special charrrs of each passing nonth. The dread of winter, 

 of rain, of snow, of wind, and of all the natural phenomena that 

 make the old or weak shiver, is rrorbid, and should never be 

 expressed before children. In themselves, all of these phases of 

 the weather are useful and beautiful and it is we ourselves who are 

 out of tune. Much has been written of the melancholy of autumn, 

 and the sadness of the falling leaves, when gladness would be a 

 nearer expression of the leaves' feeling, if they have any; for they 

 must be glad to go sailing on the wind, glad to settle down and 

 make a warm carpet for the living, sleeping things below, and glad 

 later to enrich the soil as they decay. 



SECOND GRADE 



Nuts. — A special study of the nuts which in November are 

 gathered by us, and by the squirrels and chipmunks has a personal 



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