To ask mamma to run to the spot,
And try to relieve the pain;
She will help the dear boy, but he must not run
Without stockings and shoes again.
LITTLE ELLEN’S REQUEST.
“I do not like this dress of mine,”
Said little Ellen to her mother;
“The girls at school are dressed so fine,—
I wish that I could have another.
“Do buy me one that’s very gay,
And a new bonnet trimmed with lace,—
Unless I look as smart as they
I feel ashamed to show my face.”
Her mother said, “ Ellen, my dear,
Your clothes, I’m sure, are very good;
Nor would I wish you to appear
So fine and gaudy if you could.
“I try to dress you neat and plain,
That I may buy you useful books;
And if you’re neither proud nor vain,
I’m sure our friends will like your looks.
“Whene’er I dress you, I must say,
Would God be pleased with things like these?
For, Ellen, we must seek each day
In all we do our God to please.