RIGHT OF WAY.
"RIGHT OF WAY."
"Baa, baa, there's no road this way!"
"Pretty sheep, do let me pass, I say,
It's too late to go back again to-day;
Nice little sheep, please do go away!"
"Baa, baa, we won't let you by;
It's no use for you to begin to cry.
You can't come this road—no, not if you try,
And never mind asking the reason why."
THE NURSERY CHAIR.
Edith sits up in her chair so high;
How busy she looks with her down-bent eye!
What is she doing? Can you not guess?
With her little bare feet, and her little night-dress.
She is plucking the raisins so rich and so nice
From out of her cake that is flavored with spice.