And thou, my Father, dost provide
A happy home and friends for me;
My daily wants are all supplied,
And all proceeds alone from thee.
Oh teach a little child to know
That glorious God who loves him so!
BABY HAS GOT A TOOTH.
“Papa, I have glorious news to tell!”
Said a bright-eyed little boy,
As his father alighted from the stage,
And greeted his son with joy.
They had rattled away in the stage all day,
Those passengers crowded together,
And some had to fret because it was wet,
And all were quite tired of the weather.
But now shouts of laughter arose from the stage,
All lost their ill-humor in truth,
As they heard that dear boy tell the glorious news,
“Our baby has just got a tooth!”
Ocean steamers
Come and go
Very frequently,
You know.