"Oh dear!" said Ruth.

He is going to talk another."

It took an hour for the sand to run out

of the glass.

The Pilgrims had no clocks.

Do sit still!" said her grandma.

But Ruth could not.

She made a great deal of noise.

The man looked at her.

Another man shook his head at her.

Her mamma was sorry to have Ruth so naughty.

The man turned the hour-glass three times.

At last he stopped talking. Ruth was glad. She was hungry for the Thanksgiving dinner.

After dinner Ruth's papa called her.
He took her in his lap.

"You were a naughty girl," said he.
"You made a noise at church.

You did not sit still."

Then he looked at her.

She was fast asleep in his lap.

She had not heard what he had said.

By and by Ruth awoke.

Her papa had a string of beads.

They were beautiful gold beads.

There were flowers on them.

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You see these gold beads," said he.

"I will give them to you if you will be good in church.

You must sit very still and make no noise. Then you shall have the beads."

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Oh, what beautiful beads!" said Ruth. "I will be very good.

I will be as still as a mouse."

She kept her promise and was good.

Ruth grew to be a woman.

She had little girls of her own.

She used to tell them the story of the

gold beads.

All the winter the birds were far away. Now they have come again.

Are you glad to see them?

At one time some people were not glad

to see them.

The people were farmers.