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ONE SYLLABLE BOOKSIn the late 1800s a whole series of books were written in “Words of One Syllable”. Any word with more than one syllable was broken into individual syllables. This greatly elevated the content that could be included in a young child’s book. (A far cry from the dumbed down books written to support “Whole Language”). A third grader could sound out words such as “Rap-pa-han-neck” or “Mon-on-ga-he-la.” The following is an excerpt from one of these books,
The Life of George Washington. (By Josephine Pollard)Three other one syllable books are included with our curriculum.The History Of The United States. (By Josephine Pollard)
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George Wash-ing-ton was born in the State of Vir-gin-i-a, at a place known as Bridg-es Creek, on Feb-ru-a-ry 22, 1732. His great grand-sire, John Wash-ing-ton, came from Eng- land in the year 1657, and took up lands in that state and was a rich man. George was the son of his grand-son Au-gus-tine. Au-g-us-tine’s first wife was Jane But-ler who died and left him with two boys. His next wife was Ma-ry Ball, and George was her first child. The old home-stead in which George was born stood near the banks of the Po-to-mac Riv-er, and was built with a steep roof that sloped down to low eaves that hung out far from the main wall. |
There were four rooms on the ground floor, and some near the roof, and at each end of the house was a great fire-place built of brick, with broad hearth-stones, such as were in style in those days. A stone is all that marks the birth-place of George Wash-ing- ton. He was not more than eight years of age when his fa-ther went to live on a farm near the Rap-pa-han-neck Riv-er. The house was built much in the same style as the one at Bridges Creek, but it stood on high ground, and here all his boy-hood days were spent. As there were no good schools in A-mer-i-ca at that time, those who had the means sent their |
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quit the raft, and got on a small isle near which they were borne by the tide. But this was not the end of their ill luck. It was so cold that Mr. Gist’s hands and feet froze, and both he and Wash- ing-ton were in great pain through-out the long dark night. A gleam of hope came with the dawn of day, for they found the ice ‘twixt them and the east bank of the stream was so hard as to bear their weight, and they made their way on it, and the same day came to a place where they could rest. Here they spent two or three days. They set out on the first of Jan-u-a-ry, and the next day |
came to Mon-on-ga-he-la, where Wash-ing-ton bought a horse. On the 11th he got to Bel-voir, where he stopped one day to take the rest he was in need of, and then set out and reached Will-iams-burg on the 16th of Jan-u-a-ry. He gave to Gov-er-nor Din-wid-die the note he had brought from the French chief, showed him the plans of the fort, and told him all that he had seen and done. The fame of his deeds, of the ills he had borne, and the nerve and pluck he had shown, was soon noised a-broad, and George Wash-ing-ton, though a mere youth, was looked up to by young and old. |