AT LITTLE VIRGIL’S WINDOW.
There are three green eggs in a small brown pocket,
And the breeze will swing and the gale will rock it,
Till three little birds on the thin edge teeter,
And our God be glad and our world be sweeter.
—Edwin Markham.
MEMORY GEMS.
Do thy duty, that is best,
Leave unto the Lord the rest.
Whene’er a task is set for you,