MORNING HYMN.

Now a new day just begun, I'll try to spend it well; That I may have, when eveningcomes, No naughty deeds to tell. So through my life may every day Be better than the past; That God may take me, when I die, To live in heaven at last.

EVENING HYMN.

The sun has set behind the hill, The bird is sleeping in his nest; And now, when all around is still, I lay me down to welcome rest. May the kind God, who lives above, And watches o'er us day and night, Bless us, and grant us, in His love, Again to see the morning light.

THE LAUNCH.

Come, sister Ellen, get your hat

And come away with me;

My boat, all rigged with mast and sail,

I want you so to see!

Do you upon the landing stand,

While here I'll kneel and blow,

So that the little "Water-witch"

Beneath the arch may go.

There! there! she's off! how fast she goes

Across the river wide!

I'd love to sit in her myself,

And o'er the water glide.

When I'm a man I'll have a boat,

And every sunny day,

We'll take a long and pleasant sail,

Till daylight fades away.