LITTLE PINK.
On a swinging little shelf
Were some pretty little books;
And I reckoned from their looks,
That the darling little elf,
Whose they were,
Was the careful, tidy girl,
With her auburn hair a-curl.
In a little chest of drawers,
Every thing was nice and prim,
And was always kept so trim,
That her childish little stores,
Books or toys,
In good order could be found,—
Never careless thrown around.
And she laid her bonnet by,
When she hastened home from school;
For it was her constant rule,—
And she was resolved to try,
School or home,
How to prove the saying true,—
"Order in all things you do."
When she put away her shawl,
Nicely laying by her book,
She had only once to look
In its place to find her doll
Snugly there:
She could shut her smiling eyes,
Sure to find her pretty prize.
See her books,—how clean they are!
Corners not turned down, I know!
There's a marker, made to show
In her lessons just how far.
Dog-eared books
Are a certain sign to me
That the girl must careless be.
She's as tidy as a pink!
Clean and neat, and gentle too!
If you take her actions through,
Just the same, I know, you'll think.
School or home,
Tasks or play,
Books or toys,
Every way,
Order keeps this loving girl,
With her auburn hair a-curl.
Friend of Youth.
What boy or girl in the Sunday School has not heard of Grace Darling? Are not these two women, whose noble deeds are told below, worthy to be called her sister-spirits?