They are happy as can be.
The Ink-Bottle Babies said, “Heart of mine,
Come now, and make a valentine!”
One Saturday morning it began to storm and it snowed and the wind blew harder and harder.
The Ink-Bottle Babies said, “Oh Ma! what shall we do?”
The Ink-Bottle Mamma said, “What month is this?”
Molly and Polly said, “It is February.”
Then the twenty-three other Ink-Bottle Babies set up a shout. They cried, “Valentines! Valentines!”
“Polly set up a cry”