There let them rest all night,
Sleep until morning light,
Then wake when day shines bright.
ALICE VAN LEER CARRICK.
THE BATH
It always has seemed queer to me,
When I give Bess a bath
In our big, shiny, new, white tub,
She shorter grows by half.
But when I take her out again
She hasn't changed at all.
If you have doubts of what I say,
Just try it with your doll!
REBECCA DEMING MOORE.
NAP-TIME
Rock-a-bye me! Rock-a-bye me!
I'm just as tired as I can be.
We've swung and swung as high as the sky,
Then slower, to let the "old cat die;"
We played we were grasshoppers—hippity-hop
The grasshoppers go, and they never stop;
And then we played kangaroo—just look,
The way they do in the picture-book!
And then—I want to get on your knee!
Rock-a-bye me! Rock-a-bye me!