SANDY.

Wee Sandy in the corner,
Sits crying on a stool;
And deep the laddie rues
Playing truant from the school.

So you’ll learn from silly Sandy,
He’s gotten such a fright;
To do nothing through the day,
That may cause you tears at night.

Those who will not be advised,
Are sure to rue ere long;
And many pains it costs them
To do the thing that’s wrong.


THE CARE OF BIRDS.