ADAM AND EVE.
Adam and Eve are my two pet doves,
They live in a cot in the maple tree,
They coo and coo as other doves do,
And I know they are fond of me.
Eve is a dear little milk-white dove,
Her eyes and feet are of coral red.
She wears a quill of gray in her wing,
And a small white cap on her head.
Adam is bold, and he struts about,
In coat and vest of chocolate brown;
Eve is as sweet as a dove can be,
And Adam will sometimes frown.
Adam and Eve are my two fond doves,
Their cottage stands in the maple tree,
They coo and coo, as other doves do,
And often take lunch with me.
Mrs. S. J. Brigham.
SWINGING SONG.
Swinging! Swinging!
Up where the bees and the butterflies are,
Winging! Winging!
Their flights ’mong the blossoms that shine near and far.