TO BABIES THE WORLD OVER-(Continued)

LITTLE baby, tell me why,
When I put you down

When I take you up you coo,

you cry,

Tell me, baby, tell me do.
Mamma, have you never thought,
Babies do as they are taught?

Teach us in our crib to lie,

And we'll coo instead of cry.

-ISAAC TAYLOR HEADLAND.

THE YOUNG MAN OF MONTROSE

THERE was a yous in none

HERE was a young man of Montrose

Who had pockets in none of his clothes, When asked of his lass

Where he carried his brass,

He said: "Darling, I pay through the nose."

-ARNOLD BENNETT.

LULLABY

BABY dear, hurry to shut-y-eye land,
Beautiful things are there!

Little gold trees in the silvery sand,

Little blue birds you can hold in your hand,
Little pink fairies that come at command!
Pretty things everywhere!
Baby, go there! Go there!
Lullaby, baby, go there!

O baby dear, shut-y-eye land is so near,
Almost my baby's there!

The little star-flowers are out in the sky,
The little blue birdies come fluttering nigh,
The little waves sing, "Hush-a-by! Hush-
a-by!"

Sleepy things everywhere,

O baby, go there! Go there!
Lullaby, baby, go there!

-AMÉLIE RIVES.

(Princess Troubetzkoy.)

SUPPOSED MEDITATIONS OF AN INFANT OF EIGHTEEN MONTHS CONCERNING GRAMERCY PARK

GRAMERCY Park is pleasant

And full of pleasant things,

Children and birds and flowers
And little dogs on strings.

I play out there in the morning
When the streets are full of men,
And when it is time for luncheon
I go back home again.

I like to watch the fountain
With its spray blown all about,
And see the funny houses

Where the birds go in and out.

Oh, it's nice to be my father,
And sit up after dark,

But it's nicer to be a baby

And play in Gramercy Park.

-ALINE AND JOYCE KILMER.

SLEEPY TOWN

LOSE those pretty eyes of brown,
It's time to go to Sleepy Town.

Eyes of gray must follow too
Also pretty eyes of blue.

Black eyes we must not forget

Tho' they are as black as jet.

Whether blue, gray, black or brown
All must go to Sleepy Town!

-MARY LEE FISK.

(Mrs. Harvey Edward Fisk.)

NAUGHTY FLY

Baby sat up in its crib

A Baby

So

And howl'd a merry roundelay

sweet, so sweet, so sweet.

It got a bottle so warm, so warm,
And it slept again, so quiet, so quiet.
Thank Heaven, Thank Heaven.

A fly came and sat on its nose,
Poor Baby's nose, I mean.
Oh mean fly, Oh mean fly,

Fly away, fly away.

-ROBERT B. MANTELL.

ΚΕ

A MESSAGE

EEP close to Jesus all the way.
-BILLY SUNDAY.

ALWAYS THE BEST

GIVE people the best that God has

given you your heart.

-NAZIMOVA.

KINDNESS

HE greatest coward is he

Who treats with cruelty any helpless living thing.

Be kind to all dumb animals

Defend, protect them.

-MINNIE MADDERN FISKE.