A GOOD LISTENER.

It is the Listener who is just now in far greater demand than the Talker.

Let us all learn the Fine Art of Good Listening.

—Kate Upson Clark.

There Was a Crooked Man.

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile

He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile:

He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,

And they all lived together in a little crooked house.

Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,

And can’t tell where to find them;

Leave them alone, and they’ll come home,

And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,

And dreamed she heard them bleating;

But when she awoke, she found it a joke,

For they were still a-fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook,

Determined for to find them;

She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,

For they’d left all their tails behind ’em.

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers;

A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked;

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,

Where’s the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?