A Big Playfellow
HAYING TIME
In haying-time my grandpa says
I'm lots of use to him;
I take my nice new wheelbarrow
and fill it to the brim;
The big team comes out, too, and
takes the hay-cocks one by one,
And that and my new wheelbarrow
soon get the haying done.
F. LILEY-YOUNG.
NOBODY
"Nobody b'oke it! It cracked itself;
It was clear 'way up on the toppest shelf.
I—p'rhaps the kitty-cat knows!"
Says poor little Ned,
With his ears as red
As the heart of a damask rose.
Nobody lost it. I carefully
Put my cap just where it ought to be
(No, 'tisn't ahind the door),
And it went and hid,
Why, of course it did,
For I've hunted an hour or more.