A WINTER LULLABY[2]

Hushaby, lullaby, rockaby, dear,
Sleep, little one, thou hast nothing to fear;
Safe in thy crib by the blazing log fire,
Rocked by a hand that never can tire;
Under thy coverlets dainty and warm,
Thou knowest naught of the keen winter's storm.
Hushaby, lullaby, rockaby, dear,
Sleep, little one, thou hast nothing to fear.
Under the skies of night, crystal and cold,
Studded with all the bright stars it can hold,
Sleep the wild flowers that fell with the frost,
Sleep the wild flowers the autumn breeze tossed.
Leaves and new snow keep them dainty and warm,
What can they know of the keen winter's storm?
Some day will Spring with her torch and her rain
Come to the place where the flowers have lain,
Melting their covers of glistening snow,
Bidding her zephyrs through treetops to blow,
Thus she will wake them and kiss them with dew,
Calling them forth to life that is new.
So, baby dear, when to-morrow's fresh light
Dawns on the world that is shrouded in night,
Then will the angels who guarded thy sleep,
Give me their watch o'er my baby to keep.
Thou with thine eyes of the heaven's own blue,
Waking, will call me to life that is new.
Hushaby, lullaby, rockaby, dear,
Sleep, little one, thou hast nothing to fear.

[2] Set to music by Professor Silas Pratt, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

RAINY DAY FUN

[For Children]

One day it rained, and we all cried
Because we couldn't play outside.
But mother said, “Dears, don't complain,
We'll still have fun in spite of rain.”
And so we fixed a big parade
With really guns, and weren't afraid,
Because we knew they wouldn't shoot.
Our Dotty wore her bathing suit,
While overalls we found for Jack,
With Daddy's old blue fishing sack.
Leroy was oldest, so he wore
A scout suit from the boy next door.
Then—
“Left, right.” Up and down we marched.
“Hurray, Hurrah,” till all our throats were parched.
Storming round our mother's chair,
Giving her an awful scare,
“Hurray, hurrah,” up and down we marched.
And when we captured her at last,
We kept her there and held her fast
Until she bought us off with lunch,
Then how we ran, her hungry bunch!

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