EVENING HYMN.

Now the sun hath gone to rest, Stars are coming faint and dim, And the bird within his nest Sweetly sings his evening hymn. Have I tried mamma to mind? Was I gentle in my play? Have I been a true and kind, Pleasant little girl to-day? Then will God take care of me Kindly, through the long dark night; Bright and happy, I shall see Once again the morning light.

CROSS LOOKS.

Why, what a frightful face is this! And what has happened, sir, amiss? Come, let me wipe these tears away, And see no more cross looks to-day. If Kate did throw your blocks about, She's very sorry, I've no doubt; And here she stands to tell you so, And build another house, I know. No tears and crying here must be, So have a pleasant smile for me. There, that will do,—now run away, And kindly with your sister play.

I MUST NOT BE SELFISH.

When I play with little children

I must very gentle be;

I must always do to others

As I'd have them do to me.

I must like to give and lend them,

If they want my prettiest toy;

More than my delight and pleasure

I must love my playmate's joy.

Children who are kind and loving

God above is pleased to see;

Let me ever this remember,

Ever sweet and pleasant be.