NETTIE’S PLANS.
Dear Mamma is going to have company;
A lady is coming to-day;
And now she is out in the garden,
Picking a great big bouquet.
The lady has two little children,
A nice little girl and a boy;
She wrote us the boy’s name was William,
Her daughter, she said, was called Joy.
And I, too, am picking some flowers,
So both of the children can see
How nicely I’ve trimmed up my play-house;
Their visit, of course, is to me.
The girl she can play with my dollies;
There’s one that could once shut her eyes,
But now the poor thing hasn’t any,
So she can’t shut them up though she tries.
Then William can play with the dolly
That has only one leg and no head,
For surely he can’t hurt her any—
Boys break things so, somebody said.
They’ll play with my dishes and sea-shells,
My wagon and rocking-horse too,
Perhaps smash them or lose them; Mamma says
Polite I must be if they do.
I guess I’ve enough of the flowers;
Now into the house I will run,
To see that my things are all ready—
Oh, I’m sure we shall have lots of fun!