Rosamond and Mildred, parting to go home—
Good-bye!
Each a little picture fair,
Carrying blessing everywhere.
Grateful are we for our share—
Good-bye! Good-bye!
['CHILLA.]
Chinchilla? Come, 'Chilla!—
Ah, here she comes bounding,
So quickly responding,
Oh, who could but love her!
Her fur like chinchilla—
Her movements all grace—
Such a wise little face—
What kitty is like her?
Oh, who could but love her,
Our dear pretty 'Chilla!
[CHILDISH FANCIES.]
(A FACT.)
My little nephew, four years old,
A sweet-faced, blue-eyed boy,
Was one day playing by my side
With this and that pet toy,