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+Project Gutenberg's The Book of Joyous Children, by James Whitcomb Riley
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+Title: The Book of Joyous Children
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+Author: James Whitcomb Riley
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+Release Date: May 16, 2005 [EBook #15834]
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+
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pagei" name="pagei"></a>[i]</span>
+
+<h1>
+    THE BOOK OF<br /> JOYOUS CHILDREN
+</h1>
+<h3>
+JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY
+</h3>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/001.png" width="100%"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pageii" name="pageii"></a>[ii]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/003.png" width="100%"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h1>
+THE BOOK OF<br /> JOYOUS CHILDREN
+</h1>
+<h3>
+JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY
+</h3>
+<h4>
+<i>Illustrated by</i>
+J.W. VAWTER
+</h4>
+
+<p style="text-align:center;font-size:75%;">
+NEW YORK<br />
+CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS<br />
+1902<br />
+<br />
+<br />
+</p>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pageiii" name="pageiii"></a>[iii]</span>
+
+<p style="text-align:center;font-size:75%;">
+<!--
+Copyright, 1902, by<br />
+JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY<br />
+ALL RIGHTS RESERVED<br />
+-->
+&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;<br />
+<i>Published October, 1902</i>
+</p>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pageiv" name="pageiv"></a>[iv]</span>
+
+<h2 style="margin: 5em;">
+THE BOOK OF<br /> JOYOUS CHILDREN
+</h2>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pagev" name="pagev"></a>[v]</span>
+<img src="images/grey01.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Not in classic lore, but rich in the child-sagas of the kitchen.'" />
+"Not in classic lore, but rich in <br />the child-sagas of the kitchen."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pagevi" name="pagevi"></a>[vi]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pagevii" name="pagevii"></a>[vii]</span>
+
+<p style="text-align:center;font-size:85%;">
+GRATEFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY<br />
+INSCRIBED<br />
+TO<br />
+JOEL CHANDLER HARRIS
+</p>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pageviii" name="pageviii"></a>[viii]</span>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+           <p>  <i>You who to the rounded prime</i></p>
+<p class="i2">    <i>Of a life of toil and stress</i>,</p>
+           <p>  <i>Still have kept the morning-time</i></p>
+           <p>      <i>Of glad youth in heart and spirit</i>,</p>
+<p class="i4">      <i>So your laugh, as children hear it</i>,</p>
+<p class="i4">    <i>Seems their own, no less</i>,&mdash;</p>
+           <p>  <i>Take this book of childish rhyme</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">        <i>The Book of Joyous Children</i>.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+           <p>  <i>Their first happiness on earth</i></p>
+<p class="i2">    <i>Here is echoed&mdash;their first glee</i>:</p>
+           <p>  <i>Rich, in sooth, the volume's worth</i>&mdash;</p>
+           <p>      <i>Not in classic lore, but rich in</i></p>
+<p class="i4">      <i>The child-sagas of the kitchen</i>;&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">    <i>Therefore, take from me</i></p>
+           <p>  <i>To your heart of childish mirth</i></p>
+<p class="i4">        <i>The Book of Joyous Children</i>.</p>
+</div></div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pageix" name="pageix"></a>[ix]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/009.png" width="100%"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2>CONTENTS</h2>
+
+<p class="toc"><a href="#pageviii" >PROEM</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page3"    >THE BOOK OF JOYOUS CHILDREN</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page8"    >AN IMPROMPTU FAIRY-TALE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page10"   >DREAM-MARCH</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page13"   >ELMER BROWN</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page15"   >NO BOY KNOWS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page19"   >WHEN WE FIRST PLAYED "SHOW"</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page25"   >A DIVERTED TRAGEDY</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page27"   >THE RAMBO-TREE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page31"   >FIND THE FAVORITE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page35"   >THE BOY PATRIOT</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page39"   >EXTREMES</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page40"   >INTELLECTUAL LIMITATIONS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page43"   >A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page48"   >THOMAS THE PRETENDER</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page52"   >LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK</a></p>
+
+<p class="toc">
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="pagex" name="pagex"></a>[x]</span>
+               <a href="#page54"  >FOOL-YOUNGENS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page58"  >THE KATYDIDS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page60"  >BILLY AND HIS DRUM</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page64"  >THE NOBLE OLD ELM</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page68"  >THE PENALTY OF GENIUS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page70"  >EVENSONG</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page73"  >THE TWINS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page76"  >THE LITTLE LADY</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page80"  >"COMPANY MANNERS"</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page81"  >IN FERVENT PRAISE OF PICNICS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page82"  >THE GOOD, OLD-FASHIONED PEOPLE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page86"  >THE BEST TIMES</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page89"  >"HIK-TEE-DIK!"</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page92"  >A CHRISTMAS MEMORY</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page98"  >"OLD BOB WHITE"</a></p>
+<p class="toc">A SESSION WITH UNCLE SIDNEY:</p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page103" >I ONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page112" >II UNCLE BRIGHTENS UP</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page116" >III SINGS A "WINKY-TOODEN" SONG</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page118" >IV AND MAKES NURSERY RHYMES</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 14%;"><a href="#page118" >1 THE DINERS IN THE KITCHEN</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 14%;"><a href="#page121" >2 THE IMPERIOUS ANGLER</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 14%;"><a href="#page122" >3 THE GATHERING OF THE CLANS</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 14%;"><a href="#page127" >4 "IT"</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 14%;"><a href="#page128" >5 THE DARING PRINCE</a></p>
+
+<p class="toc">
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="pagexi" name="pagexi"></a>[xi]</span>
+               <a href="#page130" >A DUBIOUS "OLD KRISS"</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page137" >A SONG OF SINGING</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page138" >THE JAYBIRD</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page141" >A BEAR FAMILY</a></p>
+<p class="toc">SOME SONGS AFTER MASTER-SINGERS:</p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page146" >I SONG</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page149" >II TO THE CHILD JULIA</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page151" >III THE DOLLY'S MOTHER</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page155" >IV WIND OF THE SEA</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page156" >V SUBTLETY</a></p>
+<p class="toc" style="margin-left: 12%;"><a href="#page157" >VI BORN TO THE PURPLE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page160" >OLD MAN WHISKERY-WHEE-KUM-WHEEZE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page164" >LITTLE-GIRL-TWO-LITTLE-GIRLS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page166" >A GUSTATORY ACHIEVEMENT</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page168" >CLIMATIC SORCERY</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page171" >A PARENT REPRIMANDED</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page175" >THE TREASURE OF THE WISE MAN</a></p>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/011.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pagexii" name="pagexii"></a>[xii]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="pagexiii" name="pagexiii"></a>[xiii]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    FULL-PAGE ILLUSTRATIONS
+</h2>
+
+<p class="toc"><a href="#pagev"  >NOT IN CLASSIC LOOK, BUT RICH IN THE CHILD-SAGAS OF THE KITCHEN</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page5"  >KNEEL, ALL GLOWING, TO THE COOL SPRING</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page17" >NO BOY KNOWS WHEN HE GOES TO SLEEP</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page21" >JAMESY ON THE SLACK-ROPE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page29" >ACROSS THE ORCHARD</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page37" >WHILE ALL THE ARMY, FOLLOWING, IN CHORUS CHEERS AND SINGS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page41" >WHERE IT GOES WHEN THE FIRE GOES OUT?</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page45" >THE FAIRY QUEEN OF THE SEASONS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page49" >PORE PA! PORE PA!</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page55" >SQUINT' OUR EYES AN' LAUGH' AGAIN</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page61" >HE'S A-MARCHIN' ROUND THE ROOM</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page65" >THE OLD TREE SAYS HE'S ALL OUR TREE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page71" >THEREFORE READ NO LONGER</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page77" >SHE'S BUT A RACING SCHOOL-GIRL</a></p>
+
+<p class="toc">
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="pagexiv" name="pagexiv"></a>[xiv]</span>
+                 <a href="#page83"  >THEY WAS GOD'S PEOPLE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page87"  >THEM WUZ THE BEST TIMES EVER WUZ</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page93"  >HE'S GO' HITCH UP, CHRIS'MUS-DAY, AN' COME TAKE ME BACK AGAIN</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page99"  >WHEN WE DROVE TO HARMONY</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page105" >A BIG, HOLLOW, OLD OAK-TREE, WHICH HAD BEEN BLOWN DOWN BY A STORM</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page109" >THE YOUNG FOXES IN IT, ON THE HEARTH BESIDE HER</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page113" >AN' ALL BE POETS AN' ALL RECITE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page136" >ALONG THE BRINK OF WILD BROOK-WAYS</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page139" >I LIKE TO WATCH HIM</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page147" >WHILE KATE PICKS BY, YET LOOKS NOT THERE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page153" >LEND ME THE BREATH OF A FRESHENING GALE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page161" >BOW TO ME IN THE WINDER THERE</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page169" >OUR "OLD-KRISS"-MILKMAN</a></p>
+<p class="toc"><a href="#page174" >THE CHILDISH DREAMS IN HIS WISE OLD HEAD</a></p>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page1" name="page1"></a>[1]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+THE BOOK OF<br /> JOYOUS CHILDREN
+</h2>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page2" name="page2"></a>[2]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page3" name="page3"></a>[3]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"> <br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+THE BOOK OF<br /> JOYOUS CHILDREN
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Bound and bordered in leaf-green,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Edged with trellised buds and flowers</p>
+<p class="i2">   And glad Summer-gold, with clean</p>
+<p class="i6">       White and purple morning-glories</p>
+<p class="i6">       Such as suit the songs and stories</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of this book of ours,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Unrevised in text or scene,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i8">         The Book of Joyous Children.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wild and breathless in their glee&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Lawless rangers of all ways</p>
+<p class="i2">   Winding through lush greenery</p>
+<p class="i6">       Of Elysian vales&mdash;the viny,</p>
+<p class="i6">       Bowery groves of shady, shiny</p>
+<p class="i4">     Haunts of childish days.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Spread and read again with me</p>
+<p class="i8">         The Book of Joyous Children.</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page4" name="page4"></a>[4]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   What a whir of wings, and what</p>
+<p class="i4">     Sudden drench of dews upon</p>
+<p class="i2">   The young brows, wreathed, all unsought,</p>
+<p class="i6">       With the apple-blossom garlands</p>
+<p class="i6">       Of the poets of those far lands</p>
+<p class="i4">     Whence all dreams are drawn</p>
+<p class="i2">   Set herein and soiling not</p>
+<p class="i8">         The Book of Joyous Children.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   In their blithe companionship</p>
+<p class="i4">     Taste again, these pages through,</p>
+<p class="i2">   The hot honey on your lip</p>
+<p class="i6">       Of the sun-smit wild strawberry,</p>
+<p class="i6">       Or the chill tart of the cherry;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Kneel, all glowing, to</p>
+<p class="i2">   The cool spring, and with it sip</p>
+<p class="i8">         The Book of Joyous Children.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   As their laughter needs no rule,</p>
+<p class="i4">     So accept their language, pray.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Touch it not with any tool:</p>
+<p class="i6">       Surely we may understand it,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       As the heart has parsed or scanned it</p>
+<p class="i4">     Is a worthy way,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Though found not in any School</p>
+<p class="i8">         The Book of Joyous Children.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page5" name="page5"></a>[5]</span>
+<img src="images/grey02.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Kneel, All Glowing, to the Cool Spring.'" />
+"Kneel, all glowing, to the cool spring."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page6" name="page6"></a>[6]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page7" name="page7"></a>[7]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Be a truant&mdash;know no place</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of prison under heaven's rim!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Front the Father's smiling face&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       Smiling, that <i>you</i> smile the brighter</p>
+<p class="i6">       For the heavy hearts made lighter,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Since you smile with Him.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Take&mdash;and thank Him for His grace&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i8">         The Book of Joyous Children.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page8" name="page8"></a>[8]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    AN IMPROMPTU FAIRY-TALE
+</h2>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/019.png" style="height: 37.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  <i>When I wuz ist a little bit</i></p>
+<p class="i4">      <i>o' weenty-teenty kid</i></p>
+<p class="i2">  <i>I maked up a Fairy-tale,</i></p>
+<p class="i4">      <i>all by myse'f, I did:&mdash;</i></p>
+</div>
+
+<h4>I </h4>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wunst upon a time wunst</p>
+<p class="i4">     They wuz a Fairy King,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ever'thing he have wuz <i>gold&mdash;</i>,</p>
+<p class="i4">     His clo'es, an' <i>ever</i>'thing!</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' all the other Fairies</p>
+<p class="i4">     In his goldun Palace-hall</p>
+<p class="i2">   Had to hump an' hustle&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Cause he wuz bosst of all!</p>
+</div>
+
+<h4>   II </h4>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   He have a goldun trumput,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' when he blow' on that,</p>
+<p class="i2">   It's a sign he want' his boots,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Er his coat er hat:</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page9" name="page9"></a>[9]</span>
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/020a.png" style="height: 13.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   They's a sign fer ever'thing,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' all the Fairies knowed</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ever' sign, an' come a-hoppin'</p>
+<p class="i4">     When the King blowed!</p>
+</div>
+
+<h4>   III </h4>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wunst he blowed an' telled 'em all:</p>
+<p class="i4">     "Saddle up yer bees&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Fireflies is gittin' fat</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' sassy as you please!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Guess we'll go a-huntin'!"</p>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/020b.png" style="height: 13.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i4">     So they hunt' a little bit,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Till the King blowed "Supper-time,"</p>
+<p class="i4">     Nen they all quit.</p>
+</div>
+
+<h4>   IV </h4>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Nen they have a Banqut</p>
+<p class="i4">     In the Palace-hall,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ist et! an' et! an' et!</p>
+<p class="i4">     Nen they have a <i>Ball</i>;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' when the <i>Queen</i> o' Fairyland</p>
+<p class="i4">     Come p'omenadin' through,</p>
+<p class="i2">   The King says an' halts her,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     "Guess I'll marry you!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page10" name="page10"></a>[10]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em; clear: both;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<div class="figure" style="width:70%; margin-left:15%;">
+<img src="images/021a.png" style="width: 100%;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2>
+    DREAM-MARCH
+</h2>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   "Wasn't it a funny dream!&mdash;perfectly bewild'rin'!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Last night, and night before, and night before that,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Seemed like I saw the march o' regiments o' children,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Marching to the robin's fife and cricket's rat-ta-tat!</p>
+
+<div class="figure" style="float:left;">
+<img src="images/021b.png" style="height: 12.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   Lily-banners overhead, with the dew upon 'em,</p>
+<p class="i4">     On flashed the little army, as with sword and flame;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Like the buzz o' bumble-wings, with the honey on 'em,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Came an eerie, cheery chant, chiming as it came:&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/021c.png" style="height: 10em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">  <i>Where go the children? Travelling! Travelling</i>!</p>
+<p class="i4">    <i>Where go the children, travelling ahead</i>?</p>
+<p class="i2">  <i>Some go to kindergarten; some go to day-school</i>;</p>
+<p class="i4">    <i>Some go to night-school; and some go to bed</i>!</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page11" name="page11"></a>[11]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/022a.png" style="height: 10.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   Smooth roads or rough roads, warm or winter weather,</p>
+<p class="i4">     On go the children, tow-head and brown,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Brave boys and brave girls, rank and file together,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Marching out of Morning-Land, over dale and down:</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/022b.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   Some go a-gypsying out in country places&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Out through the orchards, with blossoms on the boughs</p>
+<p class="i2">   Wild, sweet, and pink and white as their own glad faces;</p>
+<p class="i4">     And some go, at evening, calling home the cows.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/022c.png" style="height: 15em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">  <i>Where go the children? Travelling! Travelling</i>!</p>
+<p class="i4">    <i>Where go the children, travelling ahead</i>?</p>
+<p class="i2">  <i>Some go to foreign wars, and camps by the firelight</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">    <i>Some go to glory so; and some go to bed</i>!</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  Some go through grassy lanes leading to the city&mdash;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page12" name="page12"></a>[12]</span>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/023a.png" style="height: 16.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i4">     Thinner grow the green trees and thicker grows the dust;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ever, though, to little people any path is pretty</p>
+<p class="i4">     So it leads to newer lands, as they know it must.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Some go to singing less; some go to list'ning;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Some go to thinking over ever-nobler themes;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Some go anhungered, but ever bravely whistling,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Turning never home again only in their dreams.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/023b.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   <i>Where go the children? Travelling! Travelling</i>!</p>
+<p class="i4">     <i>Where go the children, travelling ahead</i>?</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Some go to conquer things; some go to try them</i>;</p>
+<p class="i4">     <i>Some go to dream them; and some go to bed</i>!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/023c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page13" name="page13"></a>[13]</span>
+
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    ELMER BROWN
+</h2>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/024a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="Elmer Brown" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/024b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   Awf'lest boy in this-here town</p>
+<p class="i2">   Er anywheres is Elmer Brown!</p>
+<p class="i2">   He'll mock you&mdash;yes, an' strangers, too,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' make a face an' yell at you,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     "<i>Here's</i> the way <i>you</i> look!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/024c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   Yes, an' wunst in School one day,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' Teacher's lookin' wite that way,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He helt his slate, an' hide his head,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' maked a face at <i>her</i>, an' said,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     "<i>Here's</i> the way <i>you</i> look!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/024d.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   An' sir! when Rosie Wheeler smile</p>
+<p class="i2">   One morning at him 'crosst the aisle,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He twist his face all up, an' black</p>
+<p class="i2">   His nose wiv ink, an' whisper back,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     "<i>Here's</i> the way <i>you</i> look!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/024e.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   Wunst when his Aunt's all dressed to call,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' kiss him good-bye in the hall,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' latch the gate an' start away,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He holler out to her an' say,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     "<i>Here's</i> the way <i>you</i> look!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page14" name="page14"></a>[14]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/025a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   An' when his Pa he read out loud</p>
+<p class="i2">   The speech he maked, an' feel so proud</p>
+<p class="i2">   It's in the paper&mdash;Elmer's Ma</p>
+<p class="i2">   She ketched him&mdash;wite behind his Pa,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     "<i>Here's</i> the way <i>you</i> look!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/025b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   Nen when his Ma she slip an' take</p>
+<p class="i2">   Him in the other room an' shake</p>
+<p class="i2">   Him good! w'y, he don't care&mdash;no-<i>sir</i>!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   He ist look up an' laugh at her,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     "<i>Here's</i> the way <i>you</i> look!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page15" name="page15"></a>[15]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    NO BOY KNOWS
+</h2>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   There are many things that boys may know&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Why this and that are thus and so,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Who made the world in the dark and lit</p>
+<p class="i2">   The great sun up to lighten it:</p>
+<p class="i2">   Boys know new things every day&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   When they study, or when they play,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   When they idle, or sow and reap&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Boys who listen&mdash;or should, at least,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   May know that the round old earth rolls East;&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And know that the ice and the snow and the rain&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ever repeating their parts again&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Are all just water the sunbeams first</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sip from the earth in their endless thirst,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And pour again till the low streams leap.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   A boy may know what a long glad while</p>
+<p class="i2">   It has been to him since the dawn's first smile,</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page16" name="page16"></a>[16]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   When forth he fared in the realm divine</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of brook-laced woodland and spun-sunshine;&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   He may know each call of his truant mates,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And the paths they went,&mdash;and the pasture-gates</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of the 'cross-lots home through the dusk so deep.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   O I have followed me, o'er and o'er,</p>
+<p class="i2">   From the flagrant drowse on the parlor-floor,</p>
+<p class="i2">   To the pleading voice of the mother when</p>
+<p class="i2">   I even doubted I heard it then&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   To the sense of a kiss, and a moonlit room,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And dewy odors of locust-bloom&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   A sweet white cot&mdash;and a cricket's cheep.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/027a.png" style="height: 15em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page17" name="page17"></a>[17]</span>
+<img src="images/grey03.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'No Boy Knows When He Goes to Sleep.'" />
+"No boy knows when he goes to sleep."
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page18" name="page18"></a>[18]</span></p>
+<br />
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page19" name="page19"></a>[19]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    WHEN WE FIRST PLAYED "SHOW"
+</h2>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wasn't it a good time,</p>
+<p class="i6">       Long Time Ago&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   When we all were little tads</p>
+<p class="i6">       And first played "Show"!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   When every newer day</p>
+<p class="i6">       Wore as bright a glow</p>
+<p class="i2">   As the ones we laughed away&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       Long Time Ago!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Calf was in the back-lot;</p>
+<p class="i6">       Clover in the red;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Bluebird in the pear-tree;</p>
+<p class="i6">       Pigeons on the shed;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Tom a-chargin' twenty pins</p>
+<p class="i6">       At the barn; and Dan</p>
+<p class="i2">   Spraddled out just like "The</p>
+<p class="i6">       'Injarubber'-Man!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Me and Bub and Rusty,</p>
+<p class="i6">       Eck and Dunk and Sid,</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Tumblin' on the sawdust</p>
+<p class="i6">       Like the A-rabs did;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page20" name="page20"></a>[20]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   Jamesy on the slack-rope</p>
+<p class="i4">     In a wild retreat,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Grappling back, to start again&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     When he chalked his feet!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/030a.png" width="100%"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wasn't Eck a wonder,</p>
+<p class="i4">     In his stocking-tights?</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page21" name="page21"></a>[21]</span>
+<img src="images/grey04.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Jamesy on the slack-rope.'" />
+"Jamesy on the slack-rope."
+</div>
+
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page22" name="page22"></a>[22]</span></p>
+<br />
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page23" name="page23"></a>[23]</span></p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wasn't Dunk&mdash;his leaping lion&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Chief of all delights!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Yes, and wasn't "Little Mack"</p>
+<p class="i4">     Boss of all the Show,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Both Old Clown and Candy-Butcher&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Long Time Ago!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Sid the Bareback-Rider;</p>
+<p class="i4">     And&mdash;oh-me-oh-<i>my</i>!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Bub, the spruce Ring-master,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Stepping round so spry!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   In his little waist-and-trousers</p>
+<p class="i4">     All made in one,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Was there a prouder youngster</p>
+<p class="i4">     Under the sun!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And NOW&mdash;who will tell me,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Where are they all?</p>
+<p class="i2">   Dunk's a sanatorium doctor,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Up at Waterfall;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sid's a city street-contractor;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Tom has fifty clerks;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And Jamesy he's the "Iron Magnate"</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of "The Hecla Works."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And Bub's old and bald now,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Yet still he hangs on,&mdash;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page24" name="page24"></a>[24]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   Dan and Eck and "Little Mack,"</p>
+<p class="i6">       Long, long gone!</p>
+<p class="i2">   But wasn't it a good time,</p>
+<p class="i6">       Long Time Ago&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   When we all were little tads</p>
+<p class="i6">       And first played "Show"!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page25" name="page25"></a>[25]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A DIVERTED TRAGEDY
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Gracie wuz allus a <i>careless</i> tot;</p>
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/034a.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i4">     But Gracie dearly loved her doll,</p>
+<p class="i6">       An' played wiv it on the winder-sill</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Way up-stairs, when she ought to <i>not</i>,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' her muvver <i>telled</i> her so an' all;</p>
+<p class="i6">       But she won't <i>mind</i> what <i>she</i> say&mdash;till,</p>
+<p class="i2">   First thing she know, her dolly fall</p>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/034b.png" style="height: 15em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i4">     Clean spang out o' the winder plumb</p>
+<p class="i6">       Into the street! An' here Grace come</p>
+<p class="i2">   Down-stairs, two at a time, ist wild</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' a-screamin', "Oh, my child! my child!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Jule wuz a-bringin' their basket o' clo'es</p>
+<p class="i4">     Ist then into their hall down there,&mdash;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page26" name="page26"></a>[26]</span>
+
+<p class="i6">       An' she ist stop' when Gracie bawl,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' Jule she say "She ist declare</p>
+<p class="i2">   She's ist in time!" An' what you s'pose?</p>
+<p class="i6">       She sets her basket down in the hall,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' wite on top o' the snowy clo'es</p>
+<p class="i4">     Wuz Gracie's dolly a-layin' there</p>
+<p class="i6">       An' ist ain't bu'st ner hurt a-tall!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/035a.png" style="height: 28em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Nen Gracie smiled&mdash;ist <i>sobbed</i> an' smiled&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' cried, "My child! my precious child!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page27" name="page27"></a>[27]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE RAMBO-TREE
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The bird sings low as the bumble-bee&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The poor shote-pig he says, says he:</p>
+<p class="i2">   "When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree</p>
+<p class="i2">   There's enough for you and enough for me."&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's a long, sweet way across the orchard.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   <i>For just two truant lads like we</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>There's enough for you and enough for me</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     <i>It's a long, sweet way across the orchard</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The mole digs out to peep and see&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The dusk sags down, and the moon swings free,</p>
+<p class="i2">   There's a far, lorn call, "Pig-<i>gee</i>! 'Pig-<i>gee</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   And two boys&mdash;glad enough for three.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's a long, sweet way across the orchard.</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page28" name="page28"></a>[28]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  <i>For just two truant lads like we</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">  <i>When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree</i></p>
+<p class="i2">  <i>There's enough for you and enough for me</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">    <i>It's a long, sweet way across the orchard</i>.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page29" name="page29"></a>[29]</span>
+<img src="images/grey05.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Across the Orchard.'" />
+"Across the orchard."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page30" name="page30"></a>[30]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page31" name="page31"></a>[31]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    FIND THE FAVORITE
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our three cats is Maltese cats,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' they's two that's white,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' bofe of 'em's <i>deef</i>&mdash;an' that's</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Cause their <i>eyes</i> ain't right.&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/039a.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Uncle say that <i>Huxley</i> say</p>
+<p class="i4">     Eyes of <i>white</i> Maltese&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   When they don't match thataway&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     They're deef as you please!</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page32" name="page32"></a>[32]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   <i>Girls, they</i> like our white cats best,</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Cause they're white as snow,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Yes, an' look the stylishest&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     But they're deef, you know!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   They don't know their names, an' don't</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hear us when we call</p>
+<p class="i2">   "Come in, Nick an' Finn!"&mdash;they won't</p>
+<p class="i4">     Come fer us at all!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   But our <i>other</i> cat, <i>he</i> knows</p>
+<p class="i4">     Mister Nick an' Finn,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Mowg's <i>his</i> name,&mdash;an' when <i>he</i> goes</p>
+<p class="i4">     Fer 'em, they come in!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Mowgli's <i>all</i> his name&mdash;the same</p>
+<p class="i4">     Me an' Muvver took</p>
+<p class="i2">   Like the Wolf-Child's <i>other</i> name,</p>
+<p class="i4">     In "The Jungul Book."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I bet Mowg's the smartest cat</p>
+<p class="i4">     In the world!&mdash;<i>He's</i> not</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>White</i>, but mousy-plush, with that</p>
+<p class="i4">     Smoky gloss he's got!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   All's got little bells to ring,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Round their neck; but none</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page33" name="page33"></a>[33]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   Only Mowg <i>knows</i> anything&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     He's the only one!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I ist 'spect sometimes he hate</p>
+<p class="i4">     White cats' stupid ways:&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   He won't hardly 'sociate</p>
+<p class="i4">     With 'em, lots o' days!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Mowg wants in where <i>we</i> air,&mdash;well,</p>
+<p class="i4">     He'll ist take his paw</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ist ring an' ring his bell</p>
+<p class="i4">     There till me er Ma</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Er <i>some</i>body lets him in</p>
+<p class="i4">     Nen an' shuts the door.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An', when he wants out ag'in,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Nen he'll ring some more.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Ort to hear our Katy tell!</p>
+<p class="i4">     She sleeps 'way up-stairs;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' last night she hear Mowg's bell</p>
+<p class="i4">     Ringin' round <i>some</i>wheres...</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Trees grows by her winder.&mdash;So,</p>
+<p class="i4">     She lean out an' see</p>
+<p class="i2">   Mowg up there, 'way out, you know,</p>
+<p class="i4">     In the clingstone-tree;&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page34" name="page34"></a>[34]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An'-sir! he ist <i>hint</i> an' <i>ring</i>,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Till she ketch an' plat</p>
+<p class="i2">   Them limbs;&mdash;nen he crawl an' spring</p>
+<p class="i4">     In where Katy's at!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/042a.png" style="height: 28em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page35" name="page35"></a>[35]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE BOY PATRIOT
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I want to be a Soldier!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i20">                     A Soldier!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i24">                         A Soldier!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand</p>
+<p class="i2">   Or a little carbine rifle, or a musket on my shoulder,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Or just a snare-drum, snarling in the middle of the band;</p>
+<p class="i2">   I want to hear, high overhead, The Old Flag flap her wings</p>
+<p class="i2">   While all the Army, following, in chorus cheers and sings;</p>
+<p class="i2">   I want to hear the tramp and jar</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of patriots a million,</p>
+<p class="i2">   As gayly dancing off to war</p>
+<p class="i4">     As dancing a cotillion.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   <i>I want to be a Soldier!</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i20">                     <i>A Soldier!</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i24">                         <i>A Soldier!</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Or a little carbine rifle, or a musket on my shoulder</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Or just a snare-drum, snarling in the middle of the band</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page36" name="page36"></a>[36]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I want to see the battle!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i20">                     The battle!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i24">                         The battle!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   I want to see the battle, and be in it to the end;&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   I want to hear the cannon clear their throats and catch the prattle</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of all the pretty compliments the enemy can send!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And then I know my wits will go,&mdash;and where I <i>should'nt</i> be&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Well, there's the spot, in any fight, that you may search for me.</p>
+<p class="i2">   So, when our foes have had their fill,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Though I'm among the dying,</p>
+<p class="i2">   To see The Old Flag flying still,</p>
+<p class="i4">     I'll laugh to leave her flying!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   <i>I want to be a Soldier!</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i20">                     <i>A Soldier!</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i24">                         <i>A Soldier!</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Or a little carbine rifle, or a musket on my shoulder</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Or just a snare-drum, snarling in the middle of the band</i>.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page37" name="page37"></a>[37]</span>
+<img src="images/grey06.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'While All the Army, Following, in Chorus Cheers And Sings.'" />
+"While all the army, following, in chorus cheers and sings."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page38" name="page38"></a>[38]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page39" name="page39"></a>[39]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    EXTREMES
+</h2>
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/046a.png" style="height: 13em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+I
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   A little boy once played so loud</p>
+<p class="i2">   That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Said, "Since I can't be heard, why, then</p>
+<p class="i2">   I'll never, never thunder again!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/046b.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+II
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And a little girl once kept so still</p>
+<p class="i2">   That she heard a fly on the window-sill</p>
+<p class="i2">   Whisper and say to a lady-bird,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "She's the stilliest child I ever heard!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p style="clear:both;">&nbsp;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page40" name="page40"></a>[40]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    INTELLECTUAL LIMITATIONS
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Parunts knows lots more than us,</p>
+<p class="i4">     But they don't know <i>all</i> things,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause we ketch 'em, lots o' times,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Even on little small things.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   One time Winnie ask' her Ma,</p>
+<p class="i4">     At the winder, sewin',</p>
+<p class="i2">   What's the wind a-doin' when</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's a-not a-<i>blowin</i>'?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Yes, an' 'Del', that very day,</p>
+<p class="i4">     When we're nearly froze out,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He ask' Uncle <i>where</i> it goes</p>
+<p class="i4">     When the fire goes out?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Nen <i>I</i> run to ask my Pa,</p>
+<p class="i4">     That way, somepin' funny;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But I can't say ist but "Say,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   When he turn to me an' say,</p>
+<p class="i4">     "Well, what is it, Honey?"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page41" name="page41"></a>[41]</span>
+<img src="images/grey07.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Where It Goes When the Fire Goes Out?'" />
+"<i>Where</i> it goes<br /> when the fire goes out?"
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page42" name="page42"></a>[42]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page43" name="page43"></a>[43]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS
+</h2>
+
+<p>
+Scene.&mdash;<i>A kitchen.&mdash;Group of Children, popping corn.&mdash;The Fairy Queen
+of the Seasons discovered in the smoke of the corn-popper.&mdash;Waving her
+wand, and, with eerie, sharp, imperious ejaculations, addressing the
+bespelled auditors, who neither see nor hear her nor suspect her
+presence.</i>
+</p>
+
+<h4>
+QUEEN
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Which do you like the best of all?</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+LITTLE JASPER
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When I'm dressed warm as warm can be,</p>
+<p class="i8">         And with boots, to go</p>
+<p class="i8">         Through the deepest snow,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Winter-time is the time for me!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+QUEEN
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Which do you like the best of all?</p>
+</div>
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page44" name="page44"></a>[44]</span>
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+LITTLE MILDRED
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I like blossoms, and birds that sing;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The grass and the dew,</p>
+<p class="i6">       And the sunshine, too,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   So, best of all I like the Spring.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+QUEEN
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Which do you like the best of all?</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+LITTLE MANDEVILLE
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   O little friends, I most rejoice</p>
+<p class="i6">       When I hear the drums</p>
+<p class="i6">       As the Circus comes,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   So Summer-time's my special choice.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+QUEEN
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Which do you like the best of all?</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4>
+LITTLE EDITH
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Apples of ruby, and pears of gold,</p>
+<p class="i6">       And grapes of blue</p>
+<p class="i6">       That the bee stings through.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Fall&mdash;it is all that my heart can hold!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page45" name="page45"></a>[45]</span>
+<img src="images/grey08.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'The Fairy Queen of the Seasons.'" />
+"The fairy queen of the seasons."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page46" name="page46"></a>[46]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page47" name="page47"></a>[47]</span>
+
+<h4>
+QUEEN
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Soh! my lovelings and pretty dears,</p>
+<p class="i2">   You've <i>each</i> a favorite, it appears,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Summer and Winter and Spring and Fall.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   That's the reason I send them <i>all</i>!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page48" name="page48"></a>[48]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THOMAS THE PRETENDER
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Tommy's alluz playin' jokes,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' actin' up, an' foolin' folks;</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' wunst one time he creep</p>
+<p class="i2">   In Pa's big chair, he did, one night,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' squint an' shut his eyes bofe tight,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' say, "Now I 'm asleep."</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' nen we knowed, an' Ma know' too,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He <i>ain't</i> asleep no more 'n you!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/053a.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' wunst he clumbed on our back'fence</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' flop his arms an' nen commence</p>
+<p class="i4">     To crow, like he's a hen;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But when he failed off, like he done,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He didn't fool us childern none,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Ner didn't <i>crow</i> again.</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' our Hired Man, as he come by,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Says, "Tom can't <i>crow</i>, but he kin <i>cry</i>."</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page49" name="page49"></a>[49]</span>
+<img src="images/grey09.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Pore Pa! Pore Pa!'" />
+"Pore Pa! Pore Pa!"
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page50" name="page50"></a>[50]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page51" name="page51"></a>[51]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page52" name="page52"></a>[52]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When Dicky was sick</p>
+<p class="i4">     In the night, and the clock,</p>
+<p class="i2">   As he listened, said "Tick-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atty&mdash;tick-atty&mdash;tock!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   He said that <i>it</i> said,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Every time it said "Tick,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   It said "Sick," instead,</p>
+<p class="i4">     And he <i>heard</i> it say "Sick!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   And when it said "Tick-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atty&mdash;tick-atty&mdash;tock,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   He said it said "Sick-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atty&mdash;sick-atty&mdash;sock!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   And he tried to <i>see</i> then,</p>
+<p class="i4">     But the light was too dim,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Yet he <i>heard</i> it again&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     And't was <i>talking</i> to him!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And then it said "Sick-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atty&mdash;sick-atty&mdash;sick</p>
+<p class="i2">   You poor little Dick-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atty&mdash;Dick-atty&mdash;Dick!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Have you got the hick-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atties? Hi! send for Doc"</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page53" name="page53"></a>[53]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   To hurry up quick</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atty&mdash;quick-atty&mdash;quock,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And heat a hot brick-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Atty&mdash;brick-atty&mdash;brock,</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/056a.png" style="width: 100%;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And rikle-ty wrap it</p>
+<p class="i2">   And clickle-ty clap it</p>
+<p class="i4">     Against his cold feet-</p>
+<p class="i6">       Al-ty&mdash;weep-aty&mdash;eepaty&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>There</i> he goes, slapit-</p>
+<p class="i4">     Ty&mdash;slippaty&mdash;sleepaty!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page54" name="page54"></a>[54]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    FOOL-YOUNGENS
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Me an' Bert an' Minnie-Belle</p>
+<p class="i2">   Knows a joke, an' we won't tell!</p>
+<p class="i2">   No, we don't&mdash;'cause we don't know</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Why</i> we got to laughin' so;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But we got to laughin' so,</p>
+<p class="i6">       "We ist kep' a-laughin'.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wind wuz blowin' in the tree&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' wuz only ist us three</p>
+<p class="i2">   Playin' there; an' ever' one</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ketched each other, like we done,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Squintin' up there at the sun</p>
+<p class="i6">       Like we wuz a-laughin'.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Nothin' funny anyway;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But I laughed, an' so did they&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' we all three laughed, an' nen</p>
+<p class="i2">   Squint' our eyes an' laugh' again:</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ner we didn't ist <i>p'ten'</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       We wuz <i>shore-'nough</i> laughin'.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page55" name="page55"></a>[55]</span>
+<img src="images/grey10.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Squint' our eyes an' laugh' again'" />
+"Squint' our eyes an' laugh' again"
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page56" name="page56"></a>[56]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page57" name="page57"></a>[57]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   "We ist laugh' an' laugh', tel Bert</p>
+<p class="i2">   Say he <i>can't</i> quit an' it hurt.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Nen I <i>howl</i>, an' Minnie-Belle</p>
+<p class="i2">   She tear up the grass a spell</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ist stop her yeers an' <i>yell</i></p>
+<p class="i6">       Like she'd <i>die</i> a-laughin'.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Never sich fool-youngens yit!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Nothin' funny,&mdash;not a bit!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But we laugh' so; tel we whoop'</p>
+<p class="i2">   Purt'-nigh like we have the croup&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   All so hoarse we'd wheeze an' whoop</p>
+<p class="i6">       An' ist <i>choke</i> a-laughin'.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page58" name="page58"></a>[58]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE KATYDIDS
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Sometimes I keep</p>
+<p class="i2">   From going to sleep,</p>
+<p class="i2">   To hear the katydids "cheep-cheep!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   And think they say</p>
+<p class="i2">   Their prayers that way;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But <i>katydids</i> don't have to <i>pray</i>!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/060.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I listen when</p>
+<p class="i2">   They cheep again</p>
+<p class="i2">   And so, I think, they're <i>singing</i> then!</p>
+<p class="i2">   But, no; I'm wrong,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The sound's too long</p>
+<p class="i2">   And all-alike to be a song!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I think, "Well, there!</p>
+<p class="i2">   I do declare,</p>
+<p class="i2">   If it is neither song nor prayer,</p>
+<p class="i2">   It's <i>talk</i>&mdash;and quite</p>
+<p class="i2">   Too vain and light</p>
+<p class="i2">   For me to listen to all night!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page59" name="page59"></a>[59]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And so, I smile,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And think,&mdash;"Now I'll</p>
+<p class="i2">   Not listen for a little while!"&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Then, sweet and clear,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Next "<i>cheep</i>" I hear</p>
+<p class="i2">   'S a <i>kiss</i>.... Good morning, Mommy dear!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/061.png" style="width: 70%;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page60" name="page60"></a>[60]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    BILLY AND HIS DRUM
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Ho! it's come, kids, come!</p>
+<p class="i2">   "With a bim! bam! bum!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Here's little Billy bangin' on his big bass drum!</p>
+<p class="i2">   He's a-marchin' round the room,</p>
+<p class="i2">   With his feather-duster plume</p>
+<p class="i2">   A-noddin' an' a-bobbin' with his bim! bom! boom!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Looky, little Jane an' Jim!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Will you only look at him,</p>
+<p class="i2">   A-humpin' an' a-thumpin' with his bam! bom! bim!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Has the Day o' Judgment come</p>
+<p class="i2">   Er the New Mi-len-nee-um?</p>
+<p class="i2">   Er is it only Billy with his bim! bam! bim!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page61" name="page61"></a>[61]</span>
+<img src="images/grey11.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'He's A-marchin' Round the Room.'" />
+"He's a-marchin' round the room."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page62" name="page62"></a>[62]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page63" name="page63"></a>[63]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I 'm a-comin'; yes, I am&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Jim an' Sis, an' Jane an' Sam!</p>
+<p class="i2">   We'll all march off with Billy an' his bom! bim! bam!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Come <i>hurrawin'</i> as you come,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Er they'll think you're deef-an'-dumb</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ef you don't hear little Billy an' his big bass drum!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page64" name="page64"></a>[64]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE NOBLE OLD ELM
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   O big old tree, so tall an' fine,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Where all us childern swings an' plays,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Though neighbers says you're on the line</p>
+<p class="i4">     Between Pa's house an' Mr. Gray's,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Us childern used to almost fuss,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Old Tree, about you when we 'd play.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   We'd argy you belonged to <i>us</i>,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' them Gray-kids the other way!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Till <i>Elsie</i>, one time <i>she</i> wuz here</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' playin' wiv us&mdash;Don't you mind,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Old Mister Tree?&mdash;an' purty near</p>
+<p class="i4">     She scolded us the hardest kind</p>
+<p class="i2">   Fer quar'llin' 'bout you thataway,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' say <i>she'll</i> find&mdash;ef we'll keep still&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Whose tree you air <i>fer shore</i>, she say,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' settle it <i>fer good</i>, she will!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page65" name="page65"></a>[65]</span>
+<img src="images/grey12.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'The Old Tree Says He's All Our Tree.'" />
+"The old tree says he's all our tree."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page66" name="page66"></a>[66]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page67" name="page67"></a>[67]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   So all keep still: An' nen she gone</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' pat the Old Tree, an' says she,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "Whose air you, Tree?" an' nen let on</p>
+<p class="i4">     Like she's a-list'nin' to the Tree,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' nen she say, "It's settled,&mdash;'cause</p>
+<p class="i4">     The Old Tree says he's <i>all</i> our tree&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   His <i>trunk</i> belongs to bofe your Pas,</p>
+<p class="i4">     But <i>shade</i> belongs to you an' me."</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page68" name="page68"></a>[68]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE PENALTY OF GENIUS
+</h2>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/068.png" style="width:100%;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "When little 'Pollus Morton he's</p>
+<p class="i4">    A-go' to speak a piece, w'y, nen</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page69" name="page69"></a>[69]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   The Teacher smiles an' says 'at she's</p>
+<p class="i4">     Most proud, of all her little men</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' women in her school&mdash;'cause 'Poll</p>
+<p class="i2">   He allus speaks the best of all.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' nen she'll pat him on the cheek,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' hold her finger up at you</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Before</i> he speak'; an' <i>when</i> he speak'</p>
+<p class="i4">     It's ist some piece <i>she</i> learn' him to!</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause he's her favorite.... An' she</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ain't pop'lar as she <i>ust</i> to be!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When 'Pollus Morton speaks, w'y, nen</p>
+<p class="i4">     Ist all the other childern knows</p>
+<p class="i2">   They're smart as him an' smart-again!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Ef they <i>can't</i> speak an' got fine clo'es,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Their Parunts loves 'em more 'n 'Poll-</p>
+<p class="i2">   Us Morton, Teacher, speech, an' all!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page70" name="page70"></a>[70]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    EVENSONG
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Lay away the story,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Though the theme is sweet,</p>
+<p class="i2">   There's a lack of something yet,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Leaves it incomplete:&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   There's a nameless yearning&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Strangely undefined&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   For a story sweeter still</p>
+<p class="i4">     Than the written kind.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Therefore read no longer&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     I've no heart to hear</p>
+<p class="i2">   But just something you make up,</p>
+<p class="i4">     O my mother dear.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   With your arms around me,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hold me, folded-eyed,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Only let your voice go on&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     I'll be satisfied.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page71" name="page71"></a>[71]</span>
+<img src="images/grey13.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Therefore Read No Longer.'" />
+"Therefore read no longer."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page72" name="page72"></a>[72]</span>
+<br />
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page73" name="page73"></a>[73]</span>
+<img src="images/072.png" style="width:100%;"
+alt="The Twins" />
+</div>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    "IGO AND AGO"
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   We're The Twins from Aunt Marinn's,</p>
+<p class="i12">             Igo and Ago.</p>
+<p class="i2">   When Dad comes, the show begins!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Dad he says he named us two</p>
+<p class="i12">             Igo and Ago</p>
+<p class="i2">   For a poem he always knew,</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   <i>Then</i> he was a braw Scotchman&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             Igo and Ago.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Now</i> he's Scotch-Amer-i-can.</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   "Hey!" he cries, and pats his knee,</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Igo and Ago,</p>
+<p class="i2">   My twin bairnies, ride wi' me&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page74" name="page74"></a>[74]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/073.png" style="height: 28em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   "Here," he laughs, "ye've each a leg,</p>
+<p class="i12">             Igo and Ago,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Gleg as Tam O'Shanter's 'Meg'!</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page75" name="page75"></a>[75]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Then we mount, with shrieks of mirth&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             Igo and Ago,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The two gladdest twins on earth!</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wade and Silas-Walker cry,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Igo and Ago&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Annie's kissin' 'em 'good-bye'!"&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Aunty waves us fond farewells.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Igo and Ago,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   Granny pipes, "tak care yersels!"</p>
+<p class="i12">             Iram, coram, dago.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page76" name="page76"></a>[76]</span></p>
+
+<h2>
+    THE LITTLE LADY
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   O The Little Lady's dainty</p>
+<p class="i4">     As the picture in a book,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And her hands are creamy-whiter</p>
+<p class="i4">     Than the water-lilies look;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Her laugh's the undrown'd music</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of the maddest meadow-brook.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Yet all in vain I praise The Little Lady!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Her eyes are blue and dewy</p>
+<p class="i4">     As the glimmering Summer-dawn,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Her face is like the eglantine</p>
+<p class="i4">     Before the dew is gone;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And were that honied mouth of hers</p>
+<p class="i4">     A bee's to feast upon,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He'd be a bee bewildered, Little Lady!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Her brow makes light look sallow;</p>
+<p class="i4">     And the sunshine, I declare,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Is but a yellow jealousy</p>
+<p class="i4">     Awakened by her hair&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   For O the dazzling glint of it</p>
+<p class="i4">     Nor sight nor soul can bear,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   So Love goes groping for The Little Lady.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page77" name="page77"></a>[77]</span>
+<img src="images/grey14.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'She's But a Racing School-girl.'" />
+"She's but a racing school-girl."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page78" name="page78"></a>[78]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page79" name="page79"></a>[79]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And yet she's neither Nymph nor Fay,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Nor yet of Angelkind:&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   She's but a racing school-girl, with</p>
+<p class="i4">     Her hair blown out behind</p>
+<p class="i2">   And tremblingly unbraided by</p>
+<p class="i4">     The fingers of the Wind,</p>
+<p class="i2">   As it wildly swoops upon The Little Lady.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page80" name="page80"></a>[80]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    "COMPANY MANNERS"
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When Bess gave her Dollies a Tea, said she,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "It's unpolite, when they's Company,</p>
+<p class="i2">   To say you've drinked <i>two</i> cups, you see,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But say you've drinked <i>a couple</i> of tea."</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/078.png" style="height: 22em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page81" name="page81"></a>[81]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    IN FERVENT PRAISE OF PICNICS
+</h2>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/079a.png" style="width:70%;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/079b.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Picnics is fun 'at's purty hard to beat.</p>
+<p class="i2">   I purt'-nigh ruther go to them than <i>eat</i>.</p>
+<p class="i2">   I purt'-nigh ruther go to them than go</p>
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/079c.png" style="height: 3em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   With our Char<i>lot</i>ty to the Trick-Dog Show.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page82" name="page82"></a>[82]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE GOOD, OLD-FASHIONED PEOPLE
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When we hear Uncle Sidney tell</p>
+<p class="i4">     About the long-ago</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' old, old friends he loved so well</p>
+<p class="i4">     When <i>he</i> was young&mdash;My-oh!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Us childern all wish <i>we'd 'a'</i> bin</p>
+<p class="i4">     A-livin' then with Uncle,&mdash;so</p>
+<p class="i2">   We could a-kindo' happened in</p>
+<p class="i4">     On them old friends he used to know!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The good, old-fashioned people&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The hale, hard-working people&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The kindly country people</p>
+<p class="i8">         'At Uncle used to know!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   They was God's people, Uncle says,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' gloried in His name,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' worked, without no selfishness,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' loved their neighbers same</p>
+<p class="i2">   As they was kin: An' when they biled</p>
+<p class="i4">     Their tree-molasses, in the Spring,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Er butchered in the Fall, they smiled</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' sheered with all jist ever'thing!&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page83" name="page83"></a>[83]</span>
+<img src="images/grey15.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'They Was God's People.'" />
+"They was god's people."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page84" name="page84"></a>[84]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page85" name="page85"></a>[85]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i6">       The good, old-fashioned people&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The hale, hard-working people&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The kindly country people</p>
+<p class="i8">         'At Uncle used to know!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   He tells about 'em, lots o' times,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Till we'd all ruther hear</p>
+<p class="i2">   About 'em than the Nurs'ry Rhymes</p>
+<p class="i4">     Er Fairies&mdash;mighty near!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Only sometimes he stops so long</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' then talks on so low an' slow,</p>
+<p class="i2">   It's purt'-nigh sad as any song</p>
+<p class="i4">     To listen to him talkin' so</p>
+<p class="i6">       Of the good, old-fashioned people&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The hale, hard-working people&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       The kindly country people</p>
+<p class="i8">         'At Uncle used to know!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page86" name="page86"></a>[86]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE BEST TIMES
+</h2>
+
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/083a.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  <i>When Old Folks they wuz young like us</i></p>
+<p class="i2">  <i>An' little as you an' me</i>,&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/083b.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  <i>Them wuz the best times ever wuz</i></p>
+<p class="i2">  <i>Er ever goin' to be</i>!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page87" name="page87"></a>[87]</span>
+<img src="images/grey16.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Them Wuz the Best Times Ever Wuz.'" />
+"Them wuz the best times ever wuz."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page88" name="page88"></a>[88]</span>
+<br />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page89" name="page89"></a>[89]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    "HIK-TEE-DIK!"
+</h2>
+<h3>
+    THE WAR-CRY OF BILLY AND BUDDY
+</h3>
+
+
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When two little boys&mdash;renowned but for noise&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/085.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p class="i2">   May hurt a whole school, and the head it employs,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Such loud and hilarious pupils indeed</p>
+<p class="i2">   Need learning&mdash;and yet something further they need,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Though fond hearts that love them may sorrow and bleed.</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   O the schoolmarm was cool, and in no wise a fool;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+<p class="i2">   And in ruling her ranks it was <i>her</i> rule to <i>rule</i>;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page90" name="page90"></a>[90]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   So when these two pupils conspired, every day,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Some mad piece of mischief, with whoop and hoo-ray,</p>
+<p class="i2">   That hurt yet defied her,&mdash;how happy were they!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   At the ring of the bell they 'd rush in with a yell&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+<p class="i2">   And they'd bang the school-door till the plastering fell,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+<p class="i2">   They'd clinch as they came, and pretend not to see</p>
+<p class="i2">   As they knocked her desk over&mdash;then, <i>My!</i> and <i>O-me!</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   How awfully sorry they'd both seem to be!</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/086.png" style="height: 22em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page91" name="page91"></a>[91]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   This trick seemed so neat and so safe a conceit,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!&mdash;</p>
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/087.png" style="height: 15em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   They played it three times&mdash;though the third they were beat;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+<p class="i2">   For the teacher, she righted her desk&mdash;raised the lid</p>
+<p class="i2">   And folded and packed away each little kid&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Closed the incident so&mdash;yes, and locked it, she did&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page92" name="page92"></a>[92]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A CHRISTMAS MEMORY
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Pa he bringed me here to stay</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Til my Ma she's well.&mdash;An' nen</p>
+<p class="i2">   He's go' hitch up, Chris'mus-day,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' come take me back again</p>
+<p class="i2">   Wher' my Ma's at! Won't I be</p>
+<p class="i2">   Tickled when he comes fer me!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   My Ma an' my A'nty they</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Uz each-uvver's sisters. Pa&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   A'nty telled me, th' other day,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     He comed here an' married Ma....</p>
+<p class="i2">   A'nty said nen, "Go run play,</p>
+<p class="i4">     I must work now!" ... An' I saw,</p>
+<p class="i2">   When she turn' her face away,</p>
+<p class="i4">     She 'uz cryin'.&mdash;An' nen I</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Tend-like I "run play"&mdash;an' cry.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   This-here house o' A'nty's wher'</p>
+<p class="i2">   They 'uz borned&mdash;my Ma an' her!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' her Ma 'uz my Ma's Ma,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' her Pa 'uz my Ma's Pa&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page93" name="page93"></a>[93]</span>
+<img src="images/grey17.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'He's Go' Hitch Up, Chris'mus-day, An' Come Take Me Back Again.'" />
+"He's go' hitch up, Chris'mus-day, an' come take me back again."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page94" name="page94"></a>[94]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page95" name="page95"></a>[95]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Ain't that funny?&mdash;An' they're dead:</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' this-here's "th' ole Homestead."&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' my A'nty said, an' cried,</p>
+<p class="i2">   It's mine, too, ef my Ma died&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Don't know what she mean&mdash;'cause my</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ma she's nuvver go' to die!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/090.png" style="height: 22em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page96" name="page96"></a>[96]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When Pa bringed me here 't 'uz night&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Way dark night! An' A'nty spread</p>
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/091.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   Me a piece&mdash;an' light the light</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' say I must go to bed.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     I cry not to&mdash;-but Pa said,</p>
+<p class="i2">   "Be good boy now, like you telled</p>
+<p class="i4">     Mommy 'at you're go' to be!"</p>
+<p class="i4">     An', when he 'uz kissin' me</p>
+<p class="i6">       My good night, his cheeks' all wet</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' taste salty.&mdash;An' he held</p>
+<p class="i4">     Wite close to me an' rocked some</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' langhed-like&mdash;'til A'nty come</p>
+<p class="i6">       Git me while he's rockin' yet.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   A'nty he'p me, 'til I be</p>
+<p class="i2">   Purt'-nigh strip-pud&mdash;nen hug me</p>
+<p class="i2">   In bofe arms an' lif' me 'way</p>
+<p class="i2">   Up in her high bed&mdash;an' pray</p>
+<p class="i4">     Wiv me,&mdash;'bout my Ma&mdash;an' Pa&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ole Santy Claus&mdash;an' Sleigh&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' Reindeers an' little Drum&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Yes, an' Picture-books, "Tom Thumb,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' "Three Bears," an' ole "Fee-Faw"&mdash;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page97" name="page97"></a>[97]</span>
+
+<p class="i6">       Yes, an' "Tweedle-Dee" an' "Dum,"</p>
+<p class="i6">       An' "White Knight" an' "Squidjicum,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' most things you ever saw!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       An' when A'nty kissed me, she</p>
+<p class="i6">       'Uz all cryin' over me!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Don't want Santy Claus&mdash;ner things</p>
+<p class="i2">   Any kind he ever brings!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Don't want A'nty!&mdash;Don't want Pa!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   I ist only want my Ma!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page98" name="page98"></a>[98]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    "OLD BOB WHITE"
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Old Bob White's a funny bird!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Funniest you ever heard!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hear him whistle,&mdash;"Old&mdash;Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   You can hear him, clean from where</p>
+<p class="i2">   He's 'way 'crosst the wheat-field there,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Whistlin' like he didn't care&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Old-Bob-<i>White</i>!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/093.png" style="width:70%;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page99" name="page99"></a>[99]</span>
+<img src="images/grey28.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="When We Drove to Harmony" />
+"When we drove to harmony"
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page100" name="page100"></a>[100]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page101" name="page101"></a>[101]</span>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    OLD BOB WHITE
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Whistles alluz ist the same&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   So's we won't fergit his name!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Hear him say it?&mdash;"Old&mdash;Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>There!</i> he's whizzed off down the lane&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Gone back where his folks is stayin'&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Hear him?&mdash;There he goes again,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Old&mdash;Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When boys ever tries to git</p>
+<p class="i2">   Clos't to him&mdash;how quick he'll quit</p>
+<p class="i4">     Whistlin' his "Old-Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   "<i>Whoo-rhoo-rhoo!</i>" he's up an' flew,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ist a-purt'-nigh skeerin' you</p>
+<p class="i2">   Into fits!&mdash;'At's what he'll do.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Old-Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wunst our Hired Man an' me,</p>
+<p class="i2">   When we drove to Harmony,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Saw one, whistlin' "Old&mdash;Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' we drove <i>wite clos't</i>, an' I</p>
+<p class="i2">   Saw him an' he didn't fly,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Birds likes horses, an' that's why.</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Old&mdash;Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   One time, Uncle Sidney says,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Wunst he rob' a Bob White's nes'</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of the eggs of "Old Bob White";</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page102" name="page102"></a>[102]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   Nen he hatched 'em wiv a hen</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' her little chicks, an' nen</p>
+<p class="i2">   They ist all flewed off again!</p>
+<p class="i12">             "Old&mdash;Bob&mdash;<i>White</i>!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page103" name="page103"></a>[103]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A SESSION WITH UNCLE SIDNEY
+</h2>
+<h3>
+    [1869]
+</h3>
+<h4>
+I
+</h4>
+<h4>
+ONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Now, Tudens, you sit on <i>this</i> knee&mdash;and 'scuse</p>
+<p class="i2">   It having no side-saddle on;&mdash;and, Jeems,</p>
+<p class="i2">   You sit on <i>this</i>&mdash;and don't you wobble so</p>
+<p class="i2">   And chug my old shins with your coppertoes;&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And, all the rest of you, range round someway,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ride on the rockers and hang to the arms</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of our old-time splint-bottom carryall!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Do anything but <i>squabble</i> for a place,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Or push or shove or scrouge, or breathe <i>out loud</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Or chew wet, or knead taffy in my beard!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Do <i>any</i>thing almost&mdash;act <i>any</i>way,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Only <i>keep still</i>, so I can hear myself</p>
+<p class="i2">   Trying to tell you "just one story more!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   One winter afternoon my father, with</p>
+<p class="i2">   A whistle to our dog, a shout to us&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   His two boys&mdash;six and eight years old we were,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Started off to the woods, a half a mile</p>
+<p class="i2">   From home, where he was chopping wood. We raced,</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page104" name="page104"></a>[104]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   We slipped and slid; reaching, at last, the north</p>
+<p class="i2">   Side of Tharp's corn-field.&mdash;There we struck what seemed</p>
+<p class="i2">   To be a coon-track&mdash;so we all agreed:</p>
+<p class="i2">   And father, who was not a hunter, to</p>
+<p class="i2">   Our glad surprise, proposed we follow it.</p>
+<p class="i2">   The snow was quite five inches deep; and we,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Keen on the trail, were soon far in the woods.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Our old dog, "Ring," ran nosing the fresh track</p>
+<p class="i2">   With whimpering delight, far on ahead.</p>
+<p class="i2">   After following the trail more than a mile</p>
+<p class="i2">   To northward, through the thickest winter woods</p>
+<p class="i2">   We boys had ever seen,&mdash;all suddenly</p>
+<p class="i2">   He seemed to strike <i>another</i> trail; and then</p>
+<p class="i2">   Our joyful attention was drawn to</p>
+<p class="i2">   Old "Ring"&mdash;leaping to this side, then to that,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of a big, hollow, old oak-tree, which had</p>
+<p class="i2">   Been blown down by a storm some years before.</p>
+<p class="i2">   There&mdash;all at once&mdash;out leapt a lean old fox</p>
+<p class="i2">   From the black hollow of a big bent limb,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Hey! how he scudded!&mdash;but with our old "Ring"</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sharp after him&mdash;and father after "Ring"&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   We after father, near as we could hold!</p>
+<p class="i2">   And father noticed that the fox kept just</p>
+<p class="i2">   About four feet ahead of "Ring"&mdash;just <i>that</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   No farther, and no nearer! Then he said:&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "There are young foxes in that tree back there,</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page105" name="page105"></a>[105]</span>
+<img src="images/grey18.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'A Big, Hollow, Old Oak-tree, Which Had Been Blown Down By a Storm.'" />
+"A big, hollow, old oak-tree, which had been blown down by a storm."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page106" name="page106"></a>[106]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page107" name="page107"></a>[107]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And the mother-fox is drawing 'Ring' and us</p>
+<p class="i2">   Away from their nest there!" "Oh, le' 's go back!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Do le' 's go back!" we little vandals cried,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "Le' 's go back, quick, and find the little things&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Please</i>, father!&mdash;Yes, and take 'em home for pets&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause 'Ring' he'll kill the old fox anyway!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   So father turned at last, and back we went,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And father chopped a hole in the old tree</p>
+<p class="i2">   About ten feet below the limb from which</p>
+<p class="i2">   The old fox ran, and&mdash;Bless their little lives!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   There, in the hollow of the old tree-trunk&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   There, on a bed of warm dry leaves and moss&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   There, snug as any bug in any rug&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   We found&mdash;one&mdash;two&mdash;three&mdash;four, and, yes-sir, <i>five</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   Wee, weenty-teenty baby-foxes, with</p>
+<p class="i2">   Their eyes just barely opened&mdash;<i>Cute</i>?&mdash;my-oh!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>The</i> cutest&mdash;the most cunning little things</p>
+<p class="i2">   Two boys ever saw, in all their lives!</p>
+<p class="i2">   "Raw weather for the little fellows <i>now</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   Said father, as though talking to himself,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "Raw weather, and no home <i>now</i>!"&mdash;And off came</p>
+<p class="i2">   His warm old "waumus"; and in that he wrapped</p>
+<p class="i2">   The helpless little animals, and held</p>
+<p class="i2">   Them soft and warm against him as he could,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And home we happy children followed him.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Old "Ring"</i> did not reach home till nearly dusk:</p>
+<p class="i2">   The mother-fox had led him a long chase&mdash;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page108" name="page108"></a>[108]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   "Yes, and a fool's chase, too!" he seemed to say,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And looked ashamed to hear us <i>praising</i> him.</p>
+<p class="i2">   But, <i>mother</i>&mdash;well, we <i>could not</i> understand</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Her</i> acting as she did&mdash;and we so <i>pleased</i>!</p>
+<p class="i2">   I can see yet the look of pained surprise</p>
+<p class="i2">   And deep compassion of her troubled face</p>
+<p class="i2">   When father very gently laid his coat,</p>
+<p class="i2">   With the young foxes in it, on the hearth</p>
+<p class="i2">   Beside her, as she brightened up the fire.</p>
+<p class="i2">   She urged&mdash;for the old fox's sake and theirs&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   That they be taken back to the old tree;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But father&mdash;for <i>our</i> wistful sakes, no doubt&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Said we would keep them, and would try our best</p>
+<p class="i2">   To raise them. And at once he set about</p>
+<p class="i2">   Building a snug home for the little things</p>
+<p class="i2">   Out of an old big bushel-basket, with</p>
+<p class="i2">   Its fractured handle and its stoven ribs:</p>
+<p class="i2">   So, lining and padding this all cosily,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He snuggled in its little tenants, and</p>
+<p class="i2">   Called in John Wesley Thomas, our hired man,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And gave him in full charge, with much advice</p>
+<p class="i2">   Regarding the just care and sustenance of</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Young</i> foxes.&mdash;"John," he said, "you feed 'em <i>milk</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Warm</i> milk, John Wesley! Yes, and <i>keep 'em by</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>The stove</i>&mdash;and keep your stove <i>a-roarin'</i>, too,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Both night and day!&mdash;And keep 'em <i>covered</i> up&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Not <i>smothered</i>, John, but snug and comfortable.&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page109" name="page109"></a>[109]</span>
+<img src="images/grey19.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'The Young Foxes in It, on the Hearth Beside Her.'" />
+"The young foxes in it, on the hearth beside her."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page110" name="page110"></a>[110]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page111" name="page111"></a>[111]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And now, John Wesley Thomas, first and last,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   You feed 'em <i>milk</i>&mdash;<i>fresh</i> milk&mdash;and always <i>warm</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Say five or six or seven times a day&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of course we'll grade that by the way they <i>thrive</i>."</p>
+<p class="i2">   But, for all sanguine hope, and care, as well,</p>
+<p class="i2">   The little fellows <i>did not</i> thrive at all.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Indeed, with <i>all</i> our care and vigilance,</p>
+<p class="i2">   By the third day of their captivity</p>
+<p class="i2">   The last survivor of the fated five</p>
+<p class="i2">   Squeaked, like some battered little rubber toy</p>
+<p class="i2">   Just clean worn out.&mdash;And that's just what it was!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And&mdash;nights,&mdash;the cry of the mother-fox for her young</p>
+<p class="i2">   Was heard, with awe, for long weeks afterward.</p>
+<p class="i2">   And we boys, every night, would go to the door</p>
+<p class="i2">   And, peering out in the darkness, listening,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Could hear the poor fox in the black bleak woods</p>
+<p class="i2">   Still calling for her little ones in vain.</p>
+<p class="i2">   As, all mutely, we returned to the warm fireside,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Mother would say: "How would you like for <i>me</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   To be out there, this dark night, in the cold woods,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Calling for <i>my</i> children?"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/102.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page112" name="page112"></a>[112]</span></p>
+
+<h4>
+II
+</h4>
+<h4>
+UNCLE BRIGHTENS UP&mdash;
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/103a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   Uncle he says 'at 'way down in the sea</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ever'thing's ist like it <i>used</i> to be:&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   He says they's mermaids, an' mermens, too,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' little merchildern, like me an' you&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Little merboys, with tops an' balls,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' little mergirls, with little merdolls.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/103b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   Uncle Sidney's vurry proud</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of little Leslie-Janey,</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause she's so smart, an' goes to school</p>
+<p class="i4">     Clean 'way in Pennsylvany!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page113" name="page113"></a>[113]</span>
+<img src="images/grey20.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'An' All Be Poets An' All Recite.'" />
+"An' all be poets an' all recite."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page114" name="page114"></a>[114]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page115" name="page115"></a>[115]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/105a.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   She print' an' sent a postul-card</p>
+<p class="i4">     To Uncle Sidney, telling</p>
+<p class="i2">   How glad he'll be to hear that she</p>
+<p class="i4">     "Toock the onners in Speling."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Uncle he learns us to rhyme an' write</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' all be poets an' all recite:</p>
+<p class="i2">   His little-est poet's his little-est niece,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' this is her little-est poetry-piece.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/105b.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page116" name="page116"></a>[116]</span></p>
+
+<h4>
+III
+</h4>
+<h4>
+SINGS A "WINKY-TOODEN" SONG&mdash;
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/106.png" style="height: 14em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   O here's a little rhyme for the Spring- or Summer-time&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Just a little bit o' tune you can twitter, May or June,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!</p>
+<p class="i2">   It's a song that soars and sings,</p>
+<p class="i2">   As the birds that twang their wings</p>
+<p class="i2">   Or the katydids and things</p>
+<p class="i4">     Thus and so, don't you know,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page117" name="page117"></a>[117]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   It's a song just broken loose, with no reason or excuse&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!</p>
+<p class="i2">   You can sing along with it&mdash;or it matters not a bit&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!</p>
+<p class="i2">   It's a lovely little thing</p>
+<p class="i2">   That 'most any one could sing</p>
+<p class="i2">   With a ringle-dingle-ding,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Soft and low, don't you know,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/107.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page118" name="page118"></a>[118]</span></p>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/108a.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h4>IV</h4>
+<h4>AND MAKES NURSERY RHYMES</h4>
+
+<h4>1</h4>
+<h4>THE DINERS IN THE KITCHEN</h4>
+
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/108b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Fred</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the bread.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/108c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"  style="clear:both;">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Dash</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the hash.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page119" name="page119"></a>[119]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/109a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Pete</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the meat.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/109b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Davy</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the gravy.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/109c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Toffy</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the coffee.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page120" name="page120"></a>[120]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/110a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Jake</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the cake.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/110b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Trip</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the dip.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   And&mdash;the worst,</p>
+<p class="i2">   From the first,&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/110c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Our dog Fido</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et the pie-dough.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page121" name="page121"></a>[121]</span></p>
+
+<h4>2</h4>
+<h4>THE IMPERIOUS ANGLER</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Miss Medairy Dory-Ann</p>
+<p class="i2">   Cast her line and caught a man,</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/111.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   But when he looked so pleased, alack!</p>
+<p class="i2">   She unhooked and plunked him back.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "I never like to catch what I can,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   Said Miss Medairy Dory-Ann.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page122" name="page122"></a>[122]</span></p>
+
+<h4>3</h4>
+<h4>THE GATHERING OF THE CLANS</h4>
+
+<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0em;">
+[<i>Voice from behind high board-fence</i>.]
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/112a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Where's the crowd that dares to go</p>
+<p class="i2">  Where I dare to lead?&mdash;you know!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/112b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Well, here's <i>one</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Shouts Ezry Dunn.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page123" name="page123"></a>[123]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/113a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Count me <i>two</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Yells Cootsy Drew.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/113b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Here's yer <i>three</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Sings Babe Magee.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/113c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Score me <i>four</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Roars Leech-hole Moore.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page124" name="page124"></a>[124]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/114a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Tally&mdash;<i>five</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Howls Jamesy Clive.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/114b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "I make <i>six</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Chirps Herbert Dix.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/114c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Punctchul!&mdash;<i>seven</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Pipes Runt Replevin.</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page125" name="page125"></a>[125]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/115a.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Mark me <i>eight</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Grunts Mealbag Nate.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/115b.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "I'm yet <i>nine</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Growls "Lud'rick" Stein.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/115c.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "Hi! here's <i>ten</i>!"</p>
+<p class="i2">  Whoops Catfish Ben.</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page126" name="page126"></a>[126]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/116.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "And now we march, in daring line,</p>
+<p class="i2">  For the banks of Brandywine!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page127" name="page127"></a>[127]</span></p>
+
+<h4>4</h4>
+<h4>"IT"</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   A wee little worm in a hickory-nut</p>
+<p class="i4">     Sang, happy as he could be,&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/117.png" style="height: 28em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  "O I live in the heart of the whole round world,</p>
+<p class="i4">    And it all belongs to me!"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page128" name="page128"></a>[128]</span></p>
+
+<h4>
+5
+</h4>
+<h4>
+THE DARING PRINCE
+</h4>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   A daring prince, of the realm Rangg Dhune,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Once went up in a big balloon</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/118.png" style="height: 32em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page129" name="page129"></a>[129]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   That caught and stuck on the horns of the moon,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And he hung up there till next day noon&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   When all at once he exclaimed, "Hoot-toot!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   And then came down in his parachute.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/119.png" style="height: 22em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page130" name="page130"></a>[130]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A DUBIOUS "OLD KRISS"
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/120.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   Us-folks is purty <i>pore</i>&mdash;but Ma</p>
+<p class="i2">   She's waitin'&mdash;two years more&mdash;tel Pa</p>
+<p class="i2">   He serve his term out. Our Pa he&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>He's in the Penitenchurrie</i>!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Now don't you never <i>tell</i>!&mdash;'cause <i>Sis</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">   The <i>baby</i>, <i>she</i> don't know he is.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause she wuz only four, you know,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He kissed her last an' hat to go!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Pa alluz liked Sis best of all</p>
+<p class="i2">   Us childern.&mdash;'Spect it's 'cause she fall</p>
+<p class="i2">   "When she'uz ist a <i>child</i>, one day&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' make her back look thataway.</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page131" name="page131"></a>[131]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Pa&mdash;'fore he be a burglar&mdash;he's</p>
+<p class="i2">   A locksmiff, an' maked locks, an' keys,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' knobs you pull fer bells to ring,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' he could ist make <i>anything</i>!&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/121.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause our Ma say he can!&mdash;An' this</p>
+<p class="i2">   Here little pair o' crutches Sis</p>
+<p class="i2">   Skips round on&mdash;Pa maked <i>them</i>&mdash;yes-sir!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' silivur-plate-name here fer her!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Pa's out o' work when Chris'mus come</p>
+<p class="i2">   One time, an' stay away from home,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' 's drunk an' 'buse our Ma, an' swear</p>
+<p class="i2">   They ain't no "Old Kriss" anywhere!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' Sis she alluz say they wuz</p>
+<p class="i2">   A' Old Kriss&mdash;an' she alluz does.</p>
+<p class="i2">   But ef they is a' Old Kriss, why,</p>
+<p class="i2">   When's Chris'mus, Ma she alluz cry?</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page132" name="page132"></a>[132]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   This Chris'mus <i>now</i>, we live here in</p>
+<p class="i2">   Where Ma's rent's alluz due ag'in&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' she "<i>ist slaves</i>"&mdash;I heerd her say</p>
+<p class="i2">   She did&mdash;ist them words thataway!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/122.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' th'other night, when all's so cold</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' stove's 'most out&mdash;our Ma she rolled</p>
+<p class="i2">   Us in th'old feather-bed an' said,</p>
+<p class="i2">   "To-morry's Chris'mus&mdash;go to bed,</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page133" name="page133"></a>[133]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   "An' thank yer blessed stars fer this&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   We don't <i>'spect</i> nothin' from Old Kriss!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' cried, an' locked the door, an' prayed,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' turned the lamp down.... An' I laid</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   There, thinkin' in the dark ag'in,</p>
+<p class="i2">   "Ef <i>wuz</i> Old Kriss, he can't git in,</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause ain't no chimbly here at all&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ist old stovepipe stuck frue the wall!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I sleeped nen.&mdash;An' wuz dreamin' some</p>
+<p class="i2">   When I waked up an' morning's come,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Fer our Ma she wuz settin' square</p>
+<p class="i2">   Straight up in bed, a-readin' there</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Some letter 'at she 'd read, an' quit,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' nen hold like she's huggin' it.&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' diamon' ear-rings she don't <i>know</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   Wuz in her ears tel I say so&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' wake the rest up. An' the sun</p>
+<p class="i2">   In frue the winder dazzle-un</p>
+<p class="i2">   Them eyes o' Sis's, wiv a sure-</p>
+<p class="i2">   Enough gold chain Old Kriss bringed to 'er!</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page134" name="page134"></a>[134]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' <i>all</i> of us git gold things!&mdash;Sis,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Though, say she know it "<i>ain't</i> Old Kriss&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   He kissed her, so she waked an' saw</p>
+<p class="i2">   Him skite out&mdash;an' it wuz her Pa."</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page135" name="page135"></a>[135]</span>
+<br />
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page136" name="page136"></a>[136]</span>
+<img src="images/grey21.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Along the Brink of Wild Brook-way.'" />
+"Along the brink of wild brook-way."
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page137" name="page137"></a>[137]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A SONG OF SINGING
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Sing! gangling lad, along the brink</p>
+<p class="i4">     Of wild brook-ways of shoal and deep,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Where killdees dip, and cattle drink,</p>
+<p class="i4">     And glinting little minnows leap!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sing! slimpsy lass who trips above</p>
+<p class="i4">     And sets the foot-log quivering!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sing! bittern, bumble-bee, and dove&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Sing! Sing! Sing!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Sing as you will, O singers all</p>
+<p class="i4">     Who sing because you <i>want</i> to sing!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sing! peacock on the orchard wall,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Or tree-toad by the trickling spring!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sing! every bird on every bough&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Sing! every living, loving thing&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Sing any song, and anyhow,</p>
+<p class="i4">     But Sing! Sing! Sing!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page138" name="page138"></a>[138]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE JAYBIRD
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   The Jaybird he's my <i>favorite</i></p>
+<p class="i4">     Of all the birds they is!</p>
+<p class="i2">   I think he's quite a stylish sight</p>
+<p class="i4">     In that blue suit of his:</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' when he' lights an' shuts his wings,</p>
+<p class="i4">     His coat's a "cutaway"&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   I guess it's only when he sings</p>
+<p class="i4">     You'd know he wuz a jay.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I like to watch him when he's lit</p>
+<p class="i4">     In top of any tree,</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Cause all birds git wite out of it</p>
+<p class="i4">     When <i>he</i> 'lights, an' they see</p>
+<p class="i2">   How proud he act', an' swell an' spread</p>
+<p class="i4">     His chest out more an' more,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' raise the feathers on his head</p>
+<p class="i4">     Like it's cut pompadore!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page139" name="page139"></a>[139]</span>
+<img src="images/grey22.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'I Like to Watch Him.'" />
+"I like to watch him."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page140" name="page140"></a>[140]</span>
+<br />
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page141" name="page141"></a>[141]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A BEAR FAMILY
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wunst, 'way West in Illinoise,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Wuz two Bears an' their two boys:</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' the two boys' names, you know,</p>
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/129a.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   Wuz&mdash;like <i>ours</i> is,&mdash;Jim an' Jo;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' their <i>parunts'</i> names wuz same's,</p>
+<p class="i2">   All big grown-up people's names,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ist <i>Miz</i> Bear, the neighbers call</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Em, an' <i>Mister</i> Bear&mdash;'at's all.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Yes&mdash;an' Miz Bear scold him, too,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ist like grown folks <i>shouldn't</i> do!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="fig-l">
+<img src="images/129b.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i2">   Wuz a grea'-big river there,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An', 'crosst that, 's a mountain where</p>
+<p class="i2">   Old Bear said some day he'd go,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ef she don't quit scoldin'so!</p>
+<p class="i2">   So, one day when he been down</p>
+<p class="i2">   The river, fishin', 'most to town,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' come back 'thout no fish a-tall,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' Jim an' Jo they run an' bawl</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page142" name="page142"></a>[142]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   An' tell their ma their pa hain't fetch'</p>
+<p class="i2">   No fish,&mdash;she scold again an' ketch</p>
+<p class="i2">   Her old broom up an' biff him, too.&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/130.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' he ist cry, an' say, "<i>Boo-hoo</i>!</p>
+<p class="i2">   I <i>told</i> you what I 'd do some day'."</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' he ist turned an' runned away</p>
+<p class="i2">   To where's the grea'-big river there,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ist <i>splunged</i> in an' swum to where</p>
+<p class="i2">   The mountain's at, 'way th'other side,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' clumbed up there. An' Miz Bear <i>cried</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' little Jo an' little Jim&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ist like their ma&mdash;bofe cried fer him!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   But he clumbed on, <i>clean out o' sight</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He wuz so mad!&mdash;An' served 'em right!</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page143" name="page143"></a>[143]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   Nen&mdash;when the Bear got 'way on top</p>
+<p class="i2">   The mountain, he heerd somepin' flop</p>
+<p class="i2">   Its wings&mdash;an' somepin' else he heerd</p>
+<p class="i2">   A-rattlin'-like.&mdash;An' he wuz <i>skeerd</i>,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' looked 'way up, an'&mdash;<i>Mercy sake!</i>&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/131.png" style="height: 15em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   It wuz a' Eagul an' a SNAKE!</p>
+<p class="i2">   An'-sir! the Snake, he bite an' kill'</p>
+<p class="i2">   The Eagul, an' they bofe fall till</p>
+<p class="i2">   They strike the ground&mdash;<i>k'spang-k'spat!</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Wite where the Bear wuz standin' at!</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' when here come the Snake at him,</p>
+<p class="i2">   The Bear he think o' little Jim</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page144" name="page144"></a>[144]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   An' Jo, he did&mdash;an' their ma, too,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   All safe at home; an' he ist flew</p>
+<p class="i2">   Back down the mountain&mdash;an' could hear</p>
+<p class="i2">   The old Snake rattlin', sharp an' clear,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Wite clos't behind!&mdash;An' Bear he's so</p>
+<p class="i2">   All tired out, by time, you know,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He git down to the river there,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He know' he can't <i>swim</i> back to where</p>
+<p class="i2">   His folks is at. But ist wite nen</p>
+<p class="i2">   He see a boat an' six big men</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/132.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   'At's been a-shootin' ducks: An' so</p>
+<p class="i2">   He skeerd them out the boat, you know,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ist jumped in&mdash;an' Snake <i>he</i> tried</p>
+<p class="i2">   To jump in, too, but failed outside</p>
+<p class="i2">   Where all the water wuz; an' so</p>
+<p class="i2">   The Bear grabs one the things you row</p>
+<p class="i2">   The boat wiv an' ist whacks the head</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of the old Snake an' kills him dead!&mdash;</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page145" name="page145"></a>[145]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   An' when he's killed him dead, w'y, nen</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>The old Snake's drownded dead again</i>!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Nen Bear set in the boat an' bowed</p>
+<p class="i2">   His back an' rowed&mdash;an' rowed&mdash;an' rowed&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Till he's safe home&mdash;so tired he can't</p>
+<p class="i2">   Do nothin' but lay there an' pant</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' tell his childern, "Bresh my coat!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' tell his wife, "Go chain my boat!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' they're so glad he's back, they say</p>
+<p class="i2">   "They <i>knowed</i> he's comin' thataway</p>
+<p class="i2">   To ist surprise the dear ones there!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' Jim an' Jo they dried his hair</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/133.png" style="height: 9em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' pulled the burrs out; an' their ma</p>
+<p class="i2">   She ist set there an' helt his paw</p>
+<p class="i2">   Till he wuz sound asleep, an' nen</p>
+<p class="i2">   She tell' him she won't scold again&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       Never&mdash;never&mdash;never&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       Ferever an' ferever!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page146" name="page146"></a>[146]</span></p>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/134.png" style="height: 6em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    SOME SONGS AFTER MASTER SINGERS
+</h2>
+<h3>
+I
+</h3>
+<h4>
+SONG
+</h4>
+
+<p style="text-indent: 0em; text-align: center;">
+[W.S.]
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   With a hey! and a hi! and a hey-ho rhyme!</p>
+<p class="i6">       O the shepherd lad</p>
+<p class="i6">       He is ne'er so glad</p>
+<p class="i2">   As when he pipes, in the blossom-time,</p>
+<p class="i6">       So rare!</p>
+<p class="i2">   While Kate picks by, yet looks not there.</p>
+<p class="i6">       So rare! so rare!</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>With a hey! and a hi! and a ho!</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>The grasses curdle where the daisies blow!</i></p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   With a hey! and a hi! and a hey-ho vow!</p>
+<p class="i6">       Then he sips her face</p>
+<p class="i6">       At the sweetest place&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And ho! how white is the hawthorn now!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i6">       So rare!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And the daisied world rocks round them there.</p>
+<p class="i6">       So rare! so rare!</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>With a hey! and a hi! and a ho!</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>The grasses curdle where the daisies blow!</i></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page147" name="page147"></a>[147]</span>
+<img src="images/grey23.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'While Kate Picks By, Yet Looks Not There.'" />
+"While kate picks by, yet looks not there."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page148" name="page148"></a>[148]</span>
+<br />
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page149" name="page149"></a>[149]</span></p>
+
+<h3>
+II
+</h3>
+<h4>
+TO THE CHILD JULIA
+</h4>
+<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0em;">
+[R.H.]
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Little Julia, since that we</p>
+<p class="i2">   May not as our elders be,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Let us blithely fill the days</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of our youth with pleasant plays.</p>
+<p class="i2">   First we'll up at earliest dawn,</p>
+<p class="i2">   While as yet the dew is on</p>
+<p class="i2">   The sooth'd grasses and the pied</p>
+<p class="i2">   Blossomings of morningtide;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Next, with rinsed cheeks that shine</p>
+<p class="i2">   As the enamell'd eglantine,</p>
+<p class="i2">   We will break our fast on bread</p>
+<p class="i2">   With both cream and honey spread;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Then, with many a challenge-call,</p>
+<p class="i2">   We will romp from house and hall,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Gypsying with the birds and bees</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of the green-tress'd garden trees.</p>
+<p class="i2">   In a bower of leaf and vine</p>
+<p class="i2">   Thou shalt be a lady fine</p>
+<p class="i2">   Held in duress by the great</p>
+<p class="i2">   Giant I shall personate.</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page150" name="page150"></a>[150]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   Next, when many mimics more</p>
+<p class="i2">   Like to these we have played o'er,</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/137.png" style="height: 32em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page151" name="page151"></a>[151]</span></p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   We'll betake us home-along</p>
+<p class="i2">   Hand in hand at evensong.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/138.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h3>
+III
+</h3>
+<h4>
+THE DOLLY'S MOTHER
+</h4>
+
+<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0em;">
+[W.W.]
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   A little maid, of summers four&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     Did you compute her years,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And yet how infinitely more</p>
+<p class="i4">     To me her age appears:</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I mark the sweet child's serious air,</p>
+<p class="i4">     At her unplayful play,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The tiny doll she mothers there</p>
+<p class="i4">     And lulls to sleep away,</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page152" name="page152"></a>[152]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Grows&mdash;'neath the grave similitude&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     An infant real, to me,</p>
+<p class="i2">   And <i>she</i> a saint of motherhood</p>
+<p class="i4">     In hale maturity.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/139.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   So, pausing in my lonely round,</p>
+<p class="i4">     And all unseen of her,</p>
+<p class="i2">   I stand uncovered&mdash;her profound</p>
+<p class="i4">     And abject worshipper.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page153" name="page153"></a>[153]</span>
+<img src="images/grey24.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Lend Me the Breath of a Freshening Gale.'" />
+"Lend me the breath of a freshening gale."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page154" name="page154"></a>[154]</span>
+<br />
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page155" name="page155"></a>[155]</span></p>
+
+<h3>
+IV
+</h3>
+<h4>
+WIND OF THE SEA
+</h4>
+
+<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0em;">
+[A.T.]
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wind of the Sea, come fill my sail&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Lend me the breath of a freshening gale</p>
+<p class="i4">     And bear my port-worn ship away!</p>
+<p class="i2">   For O the greed of the tedious town&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   The shutters up and the shutters down!</p>
+<p class="i4">     Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bay</p>
+<p class="i6">       And bear me away!&mdash;away!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Whither you bear me, Wind of the Sea,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Matters never the least to me:</p>
+<p class="i4">     Give me your fogs, with the sails adrip,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Or the weltering path thro' the starless night&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   On, somewhere, is a new daylight</p>
+<div class="fig-r">
+<img src="images/141.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+<p class="i4">     And the cheery glint of another ship</p>
+<p class="i6">       As its colors dip and dip!</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bay</p>
+<p class="i4">     And bear me away!&mdash;away!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page156" name="page156"></a>[156]</span></p>
+
+<h3>
+V
+</h3>
+<h4>
+SUBTLETY
+</h4>
+
+<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0em;">
+[R.B.]
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">  Whilst little Paul, convalescing, was staying</p>
+<p class="i2">  Close indoors, and his boisterous classmates paying</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/142.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page157" name="page157"></a>[157]</span></p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i4">     Him visits, with fresh school-notes and surprises,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   With nettling pride they sprung the word "Athletic,"</p>
+<p class="i2">   With much advice and urgings sympathetic</p>
+<p class="i4">     Anent "Athletic exercises." Wise as</p>
+<p class="i2">   Lad might look, quoth Paul: "I've pondered o'er that</p>
+<p class="i2">   'Athletic,' but I mean to take, before that,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Downstairic and outdooric exercises."</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3>
+VI
+</h3>
+<h4>
+BORN TO THE PURPLE
+</h4>
+<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0em;">
+[W.M.]
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Most-like it was this kingly lad</p>
+<p class="i2">   Spake out of the pure joy he had</p>
+<p class="i2">   In his child-heart of the wee maid</p>
+<p class="i2">   Whose eerie beauty sudden laid</p>
+<p class="i2">   A spell upon him, and his words</p>
+<p class="i2">   Burst as a song of any bird's:&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   A peerless Princess thou shalt be,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Through wit of love's rare sorcery:</p>
+<p class="i2">   To crown the crown of thy gold hair</p>
+<p class="i2">   Thou shalt have rubies, bleeding there</p>
+<p class="i2">   Their crimson splendor midst the marred</p>
+<p class="i2">   Pulp of great pearls, and afterward</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page158" name="page158"></a>[158]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/144.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Leaking in fainter ruddy stains</p>
+<p class="i2">   Adown thy neck-and-armlet-chains</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of turquoise, chrysoprase, and mad</p>
+<p class="i2">   Light-frenzied diamonds, dartling glad</p>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page159" name="page159"></a>[159]</span>
+
+<p class="i2">   Swift spirts of shine that interfuse</p>
+<p class="i2">   As though with lucent crystal dews</p>
+<p class="i2">   That glance and glitter like split rays</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of sunshine, born of burgeoning Mays</p>
+<p class="i2">   When the first bee tilts down the lip</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of the first blossom, and the drip</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of blended dew and honey heaves</p>
+<p class="i2">   Him blinded midst the underleaves.</p>
+<p class="i2">   For raiment, Fays shall weave for thee&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Out of the phosphor of the sea</p>
+<p class="i2">   And the frayed floss of starlight, spun</p>
+<p class="i2">   With counterwarp of the firm sun&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   A vesture of such filmy sheen</p>
+<p class="i2">   As, through all ages, never queen</p>
+<p class="i2">   Therewith strove truly to make less</p>
+<p class="i2">   One fair line of her loveliness.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Thus gowned and crowned with gems and gold,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Thou shalt, through centuries untold,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Rule, ever young and ever fair,</p>
+<p class="i2">   As now thou rulest, smiling there.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page160" name="page160"></a>[160]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    OLD MAN WHISKERY-WHEE-KUM-WHEEZE
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze</p>
+<p class="i2">   Lives 'way up in the leaves o' trees.</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' wunst I slipped up-stairs to play</p>
+<p class="i2">   In Aunty's room, while she 'uz away;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' I clumbed up in her cushion-chair</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' ist peeked out o' the winder there;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' there I saw&mdash;wite out in the trees&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze</p>
+<p class="i2">   Would bow an' bow, with the leaves in the breeze,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' waggle his whiskers an' raggledy hair,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' bow to me in the winder there!</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' I 'd peek out, an' he'd peek in</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' waggle his whiskers an' bow ag'in,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ist like the leaves'u'd wave in the breeze&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page161" name="page161"></a>[161]</span>
+<img src="images/grey25.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Bow to Me in the Winder There!'" />
+"Bow to me in the winder there!"
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page162" name="page162"></a>[162]</span>
+<br />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page163" name="page163"></a>[163]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Seem-like, says to me: "See my bees</p>
+<p class="i2">   A-bringin' my dinner? An' see my cup</p>
+<p class="i2">   O' locus'-blossoms they've plum' filled up?"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' "<i>Um-yum, honey!</i>" wuz last he said,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' waggled his whiskers an' bowed his head;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' I yells, "Gimme some, won't you, please,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze?"</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/148.png" style="height: 7.5em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page164" name="page164"></a>[164]</span></p>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/149.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    LITTLE-GIRL-TWO-LITTLE-GIRLS
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   I'm twins, I guess, 'cause my Ma say</p>
+<p class="i4">     I'm two little girls. An' one o' me</p>
+<p class="i4">     Is <i>Good</i> little girl; an' th'other 'n' she</p>
+<p class="i4">     Is <i>Bad little girl as she can be!</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   An' Ma say so, 'most ever' day.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   An' she's the <i>funniest</i> Ma! 'Cause when</p>
+<p class="i4">     My Doll won't mind, an' I ist cry,</p>
+<p class="i4">     W'y, nen my Ma she sob an' sigh,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' say, "Dear <i>Good</i> little girl, good-bye!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   <i>Bad</i> little girl's comed here again!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenumem"><a id="page165" name="page165"></a>[165]</span>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Last time 'at Ma act' thataway,</p>
+<p class="i4">     I cried all to myse'f awhile</p>
+<p class="i4">     Out on the steps, an' nen I smile,</p>
+<p class="i4">     An' git my Doll all fix' in style,</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' go in where Ma's at, an' say:</p>
+<p class="i4">     <i>"Morning to you, Mommy dear</i>!</p>
+<p class="i4">     <i>Where's that Bad little girl wuz here</i>?</p>
+<p class="i4">     <i>Bad little girl's goned clean away</i>,</p>
+<p class="i4">     <i>An' Good little girl's comed back to stay."</i></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/150.png" style="height: 18em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page166" name="page166"></a>[166]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A GUSTATORY ACHIEVEMENT
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Last Thanksgivin'-dinner we</p>
+<p class="i2">   Et at Granny's house, an' she</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/151.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page167" name="page167"></a>[167]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Had&mdash;ist like she alluz does&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Most an' best pies ever wuz.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Canned <i>black</i> burry-pie an' <i>goose</i></p>
+<p class="i2">   Burry, squshin'-full o' juice;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' <i>roz</i>burry&mdash;yes, an' plum&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Yes, an' <i>churry</i>-pie&mdash;<i>um-yum</i>!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Peach an' punkin, too, you bet.</p>
+<p class="i2">   Lawzy! I kin taste 'em yet!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Yes, an' <i>custard</i>-pie, an' <i>mince!</i></p>
+<hr />
+<p class="i2">   An'&mdash;I&mdash;<i>ain't</i>&mdash;et&mdash;no&mdash;pie&mdash;since!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/152.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page168" name="page168"></a>[168]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    CLIMATIC SORCERY
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   When frost's all on our winder, an' the snow's</p>
+<p class="i2">   All out-o'-doors, our "Old-Kriss"-milkman goes</p>
+<p class="i2">   A-drivin' round, ist purt'-nigh froze to death,</p>
+<p class="i2">   With his old white mustache froze full o' breath.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   But when it's summer an' all warm ag'in,</p>
+<p class="i2">   He comes a-whistlin' an' a-drivin in</p>
+<p class="i2">   Our alley, 'thout no coat on, ner ain't cold,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ner his mustache ain't white, ner he ain't old.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/153.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page169" name="page169"></a>[169]</span>
+<img src="images/grey26.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'Our 'Old-Kriss'-Milkman.'" />
+"Our 'Old-Kriss'-milkman."
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page170" name="page170"></a>[170]</span>
+<br />
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page171" name="page171"></a>[171]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    A PARENT REPRIMANDED
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   Sometimes I think 'at Parents does</p>
+<p class="i2">   Things ist about as bad as <i>us</i>&mdash;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/155.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page172" name="page172"></a>[172]</span>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i4">     Wite 'fore our vurry eyes, at that!</p>
+<p class="i2">   Fer one time Pa he scold' my Ma</p>
+<p class="i4">     'Cause he can't find his hat;</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' she ist <i>cried</i>, she did! An' I</p>
+<p class="i4">     Says, "Ef you scold my Ma</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ever again an' make her cry,</p>
+<p class="i4">     Wy, you sha'n't <i>be</i> my Pa!"</p>
+<p class="i2">   An' nen he laugh' an' find his hat</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ist wite where Ma she said it's at!</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page173" name="page173"></a>[173]</span>
+<br />
+
+<div class="figure">
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page174" name="page174"></a>[174]</span>
+<img src="images/grey27.jpg" width="100%"
+alt="'The Childish Dreams in his Wise Old Head.'" />
+"The childish dreams in his wise old head."
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page175" name="page175"></a>[175]</span></p>
+
+<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+<h2>
+    THE TREASURE OF THE WISE MAN
+</h2>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   O the night was dark and the night was late,</p>
+<p class="i4">     And the robbers came to rob him;</p>
+<p class="i2">   And they picked the locks of his palace-gate,</p>
+<p class="i4">     The robbers that came to rob him&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   They picked the locks of his palace-gate,</p>
+<p class="i2">   Seized his jewels and gems of state,</p>
+<p class="i2">   His coffers of gold and his priceless plate,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     The robbers that came to rob him.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i2">   But loud laughed he in the morning red!&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i4">     For of what had the robbers robbed him?&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   Ho! hidden safe, as he slept in bed,</p>
+<p class="i4">     When the robbers came to rob him,&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   They robbed him not of a golden shred</p>
+<p class="i2">   Of the childish dreams in his wise old head&mdash;</p>
+<p class="i2">   "And they're welcome to all things else," he said,</p>
+<p class="i4">     When the robbers came to rob him.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/158.png" style="height: 12em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page176" name="page176"></a>[176]</span>
+
+<div class="figure">
+<img src="images/159.png" style="height: 24em;"
+alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<div style="height: 6em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
+
+
+
+
+
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+<pre>
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+Project Gutenberg's The Book of Joyous Children, by James Whitcomb Riley
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: The Book of Joyous Children
+
+Author: James Whitcomb Riley
+
+Illustrator: J. W. Vawter
+
+Release Date: May 16, 2005 [EBook #15834]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE BOOK OF JOYOUS CHILDREN ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by David Garcia and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+THE BOOK OF JOYOUS CHILDREN
+
+[Illustration]
+
+JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BOOK OF JOYOUS CHILDREN
+
+JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY
+
+
+_Illustrated by_
+
+J.W. VAWTER
+
+
+
+  NEW YORK
+  CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
+  1902
+
+
+     Copyright, 1902, by
+    JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY
+     ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
+  -------------------------
+  _Published October, 1902_
+
+
+
+THE BOOK OF JOYOUS CHILDREN
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "NOT IN CLASSIC LORE, BUT RICH IN THE CHILD-SAGAS OF THE
+KITCHEN."]
+
+
+
+
+  GRATEFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY
+  INSCRIBED
+  TO
+  JOEL CHANDLER HARRIS
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+  _You who to the rounded prime_
+    _Of a life of toil and stress_,
+  _Still have kept the morning-time_
+      _Of glad youth in heart and spirit_,
+      _So your laugh, as children hear it_,
+    _Seems their own, no less_,--
+  _Take this book of childish rhyme_--
+        _The Book of Joyous Children_.
+
+  _Their first happiness on earth_
+    _Here is echoed--their first glee_:
+  _Rich, in sooth, the volume's worth_--
+      _Not in classic lore, but rich in_
+      _The child-sagas of the kitchen_;--
+    _Therefore, take from me_
+  _To your heart of childish mirth_
+        _The Book of Joyous Children_.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  CONTENTS
+
+
+  PROEM
+  THE BOOK OF JOYOUS CHILDREN
+  AN IMPROMPTU FAIRY-TALE
+  DREAM-MARCH
+  ELMER BROWN
+  NO BOY KNOWS
+  WHEN WE FIRST PLAYED "SHOW"
+  A DIVERTED TRAGEDY
+  THE RAMBO-TREE
+  FIND THE FAVORITE
+  THE BOY PATRIOT
+  EXTREMES
+  INTELLECTUAL LIMITATIONS
+  A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS
+  THOMAS THE PRETENDER
+  LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK
+  FOOL-YOUNGENSZ
+  THE KATYDIDS
+  BILLY AND HIS DRUM
+  THE NOBLE OLD ELM
+  THE PENALTY OF GENIUS
+  EVENSONG
+  THE TWINS
+  THE LITTLE LADY
+  "COMPANY MANNERS"
+  IN FERVENT PRAISE OF PICNICS
+  THE GOOD, OLD-FASHIONED PEOPLE
+  THE BEST TIMES
+  "HIK-TEE-DIK!"
+  A CHRISTMAS MEMORY
+  "OLD BOB WHITE"
+
+  A SESSION WITH UNCLE SIDNEY:
+
+    I ONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES
+   II UNCLE BRIGHTENS UP
+  III SINGS A "WINKY-TOODEN" SONG
+   IV AND MAKES NURSERY RHYMES
+      1 THE DINERS IN THE KITCHEN
+      2 THE IMPERIOUS ANGLER
+      3 THE GATHERING OF THE CLANS
+      4 "IT"
+      5 THE DARING PRINCE
+
+  A DUBIOUS "OLD KRISS"
+  A SONG OF SINGING
+  THE JAYBIRD
+  A BEAR FAMILY
+
+  SOME SONGS AFTER MASTER-SINGERS:
+     I SONG
+    II TO THE CHILD JULIA
+   III THE DOLLY'S MOTHER
+    IV WIND OF THE SEA
+     V SUBTLETY
+    VI BORN TO THE PURPLE
+
+  OLD MAN WHISKERY-WHEE-KUM-WHEEZE
+  LITTLE-GIRL-TWO-LITTLE-GIRLS
+  A GUSTATORY ACHIEVEMENT
+  CLIMATIC SORCERY
+  A PARENT REPRIMANDED
+  THE TREASURE OF THE WISE MAN
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+FULL-PAGE ILLUSTRATIONS
+
+
+  NOT IN CLASSIC LOOK, BUT RICH IN THE CHILD-SAGAS OF THE KITCHEN
+  KNEEL, ALL GLOWING, TO THE COOL SPRING
+  NO BOY KNOWS WHEN HE GOES TO SLEEP
+  JAMESY ON THE SLACK-ROPE
+  ACROSS THE ORCHARD
+  WHILE ALL THE ARMY, FOLLOWING, IN CHORUS CHEERS AND SINGS
+  WHERE IT GOES WHEN THE FIRE GOES OUT?
+  THE FAIRY QUEEN OF THE SEASONS
+  PORE PA! PORE PA!
+  SQUINT' OUR EYES AN' LAUGH' AGAIN
+  HE'S A-MARCHIN' ROUND THE ROOM
+  THE OLD TREE SAYS HE'S ALL OUR TREE
+  THEREFORE READ NO LONGER
+  SHE'S BUT A RACING SCHOOL-GIRL
+  THEY WAS GOD'S PEOPLE
+  THEM WUZ THE BEST TIMES EVER WUZ
+  HE'S GO' HITCH UP, CHRIS'MUS-DAY, AN' COME TAKE ME BACK AGAIN
+  WHEN WE DROVE TO HARMONY
+  A BIG, HOLLOW, OLD OAK-TREE, WHICH HAD BEEN BLOWN DOWN BY A STORM
+  THE YOUNG FOXES IN IT, ON THE HEARTH BESIDE HER
+  AN' ALL BE POETS AN' ALL RECITE
+  ALONG THE BRINK OF WILD BROOK-WAYS
+  I LIKE TO WATCH HIM
+  WHILE KATE PICKS BY, YET LOOKS NOT THERE
+  LEND ME THE BREATH OF A FRESHENING GALE
+  BOW TO ME IN THE WINDER THERE
+  OUR "OLD-KRISS"-MILKMAN
+  THE CHILDISH DREAMS IN HIS WISE OLD HEAD
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE BOOK OF JOYOUS CHILDREN
+
+
+  Bound and bordered in leaf-green,
+    Edged with trellised buds and flowers
+  And glad Summer-gold, with clean
+      White and purple morning-glories
+      Such as suit the songs and stories
+    Of this book of ours,
+  Unrevised in text or scene,--
+        The Book of Joyous Children.
+
+  Wild and breathless in their glee--
+    Lawless rangers of all ways
+  Winding through lush greenery
+      Of Elysian vales--the viny,
+      Bowery groves of shady, shiny
+    Haunts of childish days.
+  Spread and read again with me
+        The Book of Joyous Children.
+
+  What a whir of wings, and what
+    Sudden drench of dews upon
+  The young brows, wreathed, all unsought,
+      With the apple-blossom garlands
+      Of the poets of those far lands
+    Whence all dreams are drawn
+  Set herein and soiling not
+        The Book of Joyous Children.
+
+  In their blithe companionship
+    Taste again, these pages through,
+  The hot honey on your lip
+      Of the sun-smit wild strawberry,
+      Or the chill tart of the cherry;
+    Kneel, all glowing, to
+  The cool spring, and with it sip
+        The Book of Joyous Children.
+
+  As their laughter needs no rule,
+    So accept their language, pray.--
+  Touch it not with any tool:
+      Surely we may understand it,--
+      As the heart has parsed or scanned it
+    Is a worthy way,
+  Though found not in any School
+        The Book of Joyous Children.
+
+
+[Illustration: "KNEEL, ALL GLOWING, TO THE COOL SPRING."]
+
+
+  Be a truant--know no place
+    Of prison under heaven's rim!
+  Front the Father's smiling face--
+      Smiling, that _you_ smile the brighter
+      For the heavy hearts made lighter,
+    Since you smile with Him.
+  Take--and thank Him for His grace--
+        The Book of Joyous Children.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+AN IMPROMPTU FAIRY-TALE
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+  _When I wuz ist a little bit_
+      _o' weenty-teenty kid_
+  _I maked up a Fairy-tale,_
+      _all by myse'f, I did:--_
+
+
+
+  I
+
+  Wunst upon a time wunst
+    They wuz a Fairy King,
+  An' ever'thing he have wuz _gold--_,
+    His clo'es, an' _ever_'thing!
+  An' all the other Fairies
+    In his goldun Palace-hall
+  Had to hump an' hustle--
+    'Cause he wuz bosst of all!
+
+
+
+  II
+
+  He have a goldun trumput,
+    An' when he blow' on that,
+  It's a sign he want' his boots,
+    Er his coat er hat:
+  They's a sign fer ever'thing,--
+    An' all the Fairies knowed
+  Ever' sign, an' come a-hoppin'
+    When the King blowed!
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+  III
+
+  Wunst he blowed an' telled 'em all:
+    "Saddle up yer bees--
+  Fireflies is gittin' fat
+    An' sassy as you please!--
+  Guess we'll go a-huntin'!"
+    So they hunt' a little bit,
+  Till the King blowed "Supper-time,"
+    Nen they all quit.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+  IV
+
+  Nen they have a Banqut
+    In the Palace-hall,
+  An' ist et! an' et! an' et!
+    Nen they have a _Ball_;
+  An' when the _Queen_ o' Fairyland
+    Come p'omenadin' through,
+  The King says an' halts her,--
+    "Guess I'll marry you!"
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+DREAM-MARCH
+
+
+  "Wasn't it a funny dream!--perfectly bewild'rin'!--
+    Last night, and night before, and night before that,
+  Seemed like I saw the march o' regiments o' children,
+    Marching to the robin's fife and cricket's rat-ta-tat!
+  Lily-banners overhead, with the dew upon 'em,
+    On flashed the little army, as with sword and flame;
+  Like the buzz o' bumble-wings, with the honey on 'em,
+    Came an eerie, cheery chant, chiming as it came:--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  _Where go the children? Travelling! Travelling_!
+    _Where go the children, travelling ahead_?
+  _Some go to kindergarten; some go to day-school_;
+    _Some go to night-school; and some go to bed_!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Smooth roads or rough roads, warm or winter weather,
+    On go the children, tow-head and brown,
+  Brave boys and brave girls, rank and file together,
+    Marching out of Morning-Land, over dale and down:
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Some go a-gypsying out in country places--
+    Out through the orchards, with blossoms on the boughs
+  Wild, sweet, and pink and white as their own glad faces;
+    And some go, at evening, calling home the cows.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  _Where go the children? Travelling! Travelling_!
+    _Where go the children, travelling ahead_?
+  _Some go to foreign wars, and camps by the firelight_--
+    _Some go to glory so; and some go to bed_!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Some go through grassy lanes leading to the city--
+    Thinner grow the green trees and thicker grows the dust;
+  Ever, though, to little people any path is pretty
+    So it leads to newer lands, as they know it must.
+  Some go to singing less; some go to list'ning;
+    Some go to thinking over ever-nobler themes;
+  Some go anhungered, but ever bravely whistling,
+    Turning never home again only in their dreams.
+
+  _Where go the children? Travelling! Travelling_!
+    _Where go the children, travelling ahead_?
+  _Some go to conquer things; some go to try them_;
+    _Some go to dream them; and some go to bed_!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: ELMER BROWN]
+
+ELMER BROWN
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Awf'lest boy in this-here town
+  Er anywheres is Elmer Brown!
+  He'll mock you--yes, an' strangers, too,
+  An' make a face an' yell at you,--
+    "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Yes, an' wunst in School one day,
+  An' Teacher's lookin' wite that way,
+  He helt his slate, an' hide his head,
+  An' maked a face at _her_, an' said,--
+    "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  An' sir! when Rosie Wheeler smile
+  One morning at him 'crosst the aisle,
+  He twist his face all up, an' black
+  His nose wiv ink, an' whisper back,--
+    "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Wunst when his Aunt's all dressed to call,
+  An' kiss him good-bye in the hall,
+  An' latch the gate an' start away,
+  He holler out to her an' say,--
+    "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  An' when his Pa he read out loud
+  The speech he maked, an' feel so proud
+  It's in the paper--Elmer's Ma
+  She ketched him--wite behind his Pa,--
+    "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Nen when his Ma she slip an' take
+  Him in the other room an' shake
+  Him good! w'y, he don't care--no-_sir_!--
+  He ist look up an' laugh at her,--
+    "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+NO BOY KNOWS
+
+
+  There are many things that boys may know--
+  Why this and that are thus and so,--
+  Who made the world in the dark and lit
+  The great sun up to lighten it:
+  Boys know new things every day--
+  When they study, or when they play,--
+  When they idle, or sow and reap--
+  But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.
+
+  Boys who listen--or should, at least,--
+  May know that the round old earth rolls East;--
+  And know that the ice and the snow and the rain--
+  Ever repeating their parts again--
+  Are all just water the sunbeams first
+  Sip from the earth in their endless thirst,
+  And pour again till the low streams leap.--
+  But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.
+
+  A boy may know what a long glad while
+  It has been to him since the dawn's first smile,
+  When forth he fared in the realm divine
+  Of brook-laced woodland and spun-sunshine;--
+  He may know each call of his truant mates,
+  And the paths they went,--and the pasture-gates
+  Of the 'cross-lots home through the dusk so deep.--
+  But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.
+
+  O I have followed me, o'er and o'er,
+  From the flagrant drowse on the parlor-floor,
+  To the pleading voice of the mother when
+  I even doubted I heard it then--
+  To the sense of a kiss, and a moonlit room,
+  And dewy odors of locust-bloom--
+  A sweet white cot--and a cricket's cheep.--
+  But no boy knows when he goes to sleep.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "NO BOY KNOWS WHEN HE GOES TO SLEEP."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+WHEN WE FIRST PLAYED "SHOW"
+
+
+  Wasn't it a good time,
+      Long Time Ago--
+  When we all were little tads
+      And first played "Show"!--
+  When every newer day
+      Wore as bright a glow
+  As the ones we laughed away--
+      Long Time Ago!
+
+  Calf was in the back-lot;
+      Clover in the red;
+  Bluebird in the pear-tree;
+      Pigeons on the shed;
+  Tom a-chargin' twenty pins
+      At the barn; and Dan
+  Spraddled out just like "The
+      'Injarubber'-Man!"
+
+  Me and Bub and Rusty,
+      Eck and Dunk and Sid,
+  'Tumblin' on the sawdust
+      Like the A-rabs did;
+  Jamesy on the slack-rope
+    In a wild retreat,
+  Grappling back, to start again--
+    When he chalked his feet!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Wasn't Eck a wonder,
+    In his stocking-tights?
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "JAMESY ON THE SLACK-ROPE."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  Wasn't Dunk--his leaping lion--
+    Chief of all delights!
+  Yes, and wasn't "Little Mack"
+    Boss of all the Show,--
+  Both Old Clown and Candy-Butcher--
+    Long Time Ago!
+
+  Sid the Bareback-Rider;
+    And--oh-me-oh-_my_!--
+  Bub, the spruce Ring-master,
+    Stepping round so spry!--
+  In his little waist-and-trousers
+    All made in one,
+  Was there a prouder youngster
+    Under the sun!
+
+  And NOW--who will tell me,--
+    Where are they all?
+  Dunk's a sanatorium doctor,
+    Up at Waterfall;
+  Sid's a city street-contractor;
+    Tom has fifty clerks;
+  And Jamesy he's the "Iron Magnate"
+    Of "The Hecla Works."
+
+  And Bub's old and bald now,
+    Yet still he hangs on,--
+  Dan and Eck and "Little Mack,"
+      Long, long gone!
+  But wasn't it a good time,
+      Long Time Ago--
+  When we all were little tads
+      And first played "Show"!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A DIVERTED TRAGEDY
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Gracie wuz allus a _careless_ tot;
+    But Gracie dearly loved her doll,
+      An' played wiv it on the winder-sill
+  'Way up-stairs, when she ought to _not_,
+    An' her muvver _telled_ her so an' all;
+      But she won't _mind_ what _she_ say--till,
+  First thing she know, her dolly fall
+    Clean spang out o' the winder plumb
+      Into the street! An' here Grace come
+  Down-stairs, two at a time, ist wild
+  An' a-screamin', "Oh, my child! my child!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Jule wuz a-bringin' their basket o' clo'es
+    Ist then into their hall down there,--
+      An' she ist stop' when Gracie bawl,
+    An' Jule she say "She ist declare
+  She's ist in time!" An' what you s'pose?
+      She sets her basket down in the hall,
+  An' wite on top o' the snowy clo'es
+    Wuz Gracie's dolly a-layin' there
+      An' ist ain't bu'st ner hurt a-tall!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Nen Gracie smiled--ist _sobbed_ an' smiled--
+  An' cried, "My child! my precious child!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE RAMBO-TREE
+
+
+  When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree--
+    It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!--
+  The bird sings low as the bumble-bee--
+    It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!--
+  The poor shote-pig he says, says he:
+  "When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree
+  There's enough for you and enough for me."--
+    It's a long, sweet way across the orchard.
+
+  _For just two truant lads like we_,
+  _When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree_
+  _There's enough for you and enough for me_--
+    _It's a long, sweet way across the orchard_.
+
+  When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree--
+    It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!--
+  The mole digs out to peep and see--
+    It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!--
+  The dusk sags down, and the moon swings free,
+  There's a far, lorn call, "Pig-_gee_! 'Pig-_gee_!"
+  And two boys--glad enough for three.--
+    It's a long, sweet way across the orchard.
+
+  _For just two truant lads like we_,
+  _When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree_
+  _There's enough for you and enough for me_--
+    _It's a long, sweet way across the orchard_.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "ACROSS THE ORCHARD."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+FIND THE FAVORITE
+
+
+  Our three cats is Maltese cats,
+    An' they's two that's white,--
+  An' bofe of 'em's _deef_--an' that's
+    'Cause their _eyes_ ain't right.--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Uncle say that _Huxley_ say
+    Eyes of _white_ Maltese--
+  When they don't match thataway--
+    They're deef as you please!
+
+  _Girls, they_ like our white cats best,
+    'Cause they're white as snow,
+  Yes, an' look the stylishest--
+    But they're deef, you know!
+
+  They don't know their names, an' don't
+    Hear us when we call
+  "Come in, Nick an' Finn!"--they won't
+    Come fer us at all!
+
+  But our _other_ cat, _he_ knows
+    Mister Nick an' Finn,--
+  Mowg's _his_ name,--an' when _he_ goes
+    Fer 'em, they come in!
+
+  Mowgli's _all_ his name--the same
+    Me an' Muvver took
+  Like the Wolf-Child's _other_ name,
+    In "The Jungul Book."
+
+  I bet Mowg's the smartest cat
+    In the world!--_He's_ not
+  _White_, but mousy-plush, with that
+    Smoky gloss he's got!
+
+  All's got little bells to ring,
+    Round their neck; but none
+  Only Mowg _knows_ anything--
+    He's the only one!
+
+  I ist 'spect sometimes he hate
+    White cats' stupid ways:--
+  He won't hardly 'sociate
+    With 'em, lots o' days!
+
+  Mowg wants in where _we_ air,--well,
+    He'll ist take his paw
+  An' ist ring an' ring his bell
+    There till me er Ma
+
+  Er _some_body lets him in
+    Nen an' shuts the door.--
+  An', when he wants out ag'in,
+    Nen he'll ring some more.
+
+  Ort to hear our Katy tell!
+    She sleeps 'way up-stairs;
+  An' last night she hear Mowg's bell
+    Ringin' round _some_wheres...
+
+  Trees grows by her winder.--So,
+    She lean out an' see
+  Mowg up there, 'way out, you know,
+    In the clingstone-tree;--
+
+  An'-sir! he ist _hint_ an' _ring_,--
+    Till she ketch an' plat
+  Them limbs;--nen he crawl an' spring
+    In where Katy's at!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE BOY PATRIOT
+
+
+  I want to be a Soldier!--
+                    A Soldier!--
+                        A Soldier!--
+  I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand
+  Or a little carbine rifle, or a musket on my shoulder,
+  Or just a snare-drum, snarling in the middle of the band;
+  I want to hear, high overhead, The Old Flag flap her wings
+  While all the Army, following, in chorus cheers and sings;
+  I want to hear the tramp and jar
+    Of patriots a million,
+  As gayly dancing off to war
+    As dancing a cotillion.
+
+  _I want to be a Soldier!_--
+                    _A Soldier!_--
+                        _A Soldier!_--
+  _I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand_
+  _Or a little carbine rifle, or a musket on my shoulder_,
+  _Or just a snare-drum, snarling in the middle of the band_.
+
+  I want to see the battle!--
+                    The battle!--
+                        The battle!--
+  I want to see the battle, and be in it to the end;--
+  I want to hear the cannon clear their throats and catch the prattle
+  Of all the pretty compliments the enemy can send!--
+  And then I know my wits will go,--and where I _should'nt_ be--
+  Well, there's the spot, in any fight, that you may search for me.
+  So, when our foes have had their fill,
+    Though I'm among the dying,
+  To see The Old Flag flying still,
+    I'll laugh to leave her flying!
+
+  _I want to be a Soldier!_--
+                    _A Soldier!_--
+                        _A Soldier!_--
+  _I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand_
+  _Or a little carbine rifle, or a musket on my shoulder_,
+  _Or just a snare-drum, snarling in the middle of the band_.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "WHILE ALL THE ARMY, FOLLOWING, IN CHORUS CHEERS AND
+SINGS."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+EXTREMES
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+I
+
+  A little boy once played so loud
+  That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud,
+  Said, "Since I can't be heard, why, then
+  I'll never, never thunder again!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+II
+
+  And a little girl once kept so still
+  That she heard a fly on the window-sill
+  Whisper and say to a lady-bird,--
+  "She's the stilliest child I ever heard!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+INTELLECTUAL LIMITATIONS
+
+
+  Parunts knows lots more than us,
+    But they don't know _all_ things,--
+  'Cause we ketch 'em, lots o' times,
+    Even on little small things.
+
+  One time Winnie ask' her Ma,
+    At the winder, sewin',
+  What's the wind a-doin' when
+    It's a-not a-_blowin_'?
+
+  Yes, an' 'Del', that very day,
+    When we're nearly froze out,
+  He ask' Uncle _where_ it goes
+    When the fire goes out?
+
+  Nen _I_ run to ask my Pa,
+    That way, somepin' funny;
+  But I can't say ist but "Say,"
+  When he turn to me an' say,
+    "Well, what is it, Honey?"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "WHERE IT GOES WHEN THE FIRE GOES OUT?"]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A MASQUE OF THE SEASONS
+
+
+Scene.--_A kitchen.--Group of Children, popping corn.--The Fairy Queen
+of the Seasons discovered in the smoke of the corn-popper.--Waving her
+wand, and, with eerie, sharp, imperious ejaculations, addressing the
+bespelled auditors, who neither see nor hear her nor suspect her
+presence._
+
+
+QUEEN
+
+  Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,--
+  Which do you like the best of all?
+
+
+LITTLE JASPER
+
+  When I'm dressed warm as warm can be,
+        And with boots, to go
+        Through the deepest snow,
+  Winter-time is the time for me!
+
+
+QUEEN
+
+  Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,--
+  Which do you like the best of all?
+
+
+LITTLE MILDRED
+
+  I like blossoms, and birds that sing;
+      The grass and the dew,
+      And the sunshine, too,--
+  So, best of all I like the Spring.
+
+
+QUEEN
+
+  Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,--
+  Which do you like the best of all?
+
+
+LITTLE MANDEVILLE
+
+  O little friends, I most rejoice
+      When I hear the drums
+      As the Circus comes,--
+  So Summer-time's my special choice.
+
+
+QUEEN
+
+  Summer or Winter or Spring or Fall,--
+  Which do you like the best of all?
+
+
+LITTLE EDITH
+
+  Apples of ruby, and pears of gold,
+      And grapes of blue
+      That the bee stings through.--
+  Fall--it is all that my heart can hold!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "THE FAIRY QUEEN OF THE SEASONS."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+QUEEN
+
+  Soh! my lovelings and pretty dears,
+  You've _each_ a favorite, it appears,--
+  Summer and Winter and Spring and Fall.--
+  That's the reason I send them _all_!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THOMAS THE PRETENDER
+
+
+  Tommy's alluz playin' jokes,
+  An' actin' up, an' foolin' folks;
+    An' wunst one time he creep
+  In Pa's big chair, he did, one night,
+  An' squint an' shut his eyes bofe tight,
+    An' say, "Now I 'm asleep."
+  An' nen we knowed, an' Ma know' too,
+  He _ain't_ asleep no more 'n you!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  An' wunst he clumbed on our back'fence
+  An' flop his arms an' nen commence
+    To crow, like he's a hen;
+  But when he failed off, like he done,
+  He didn't fool us childern none,
+    Ner didn't _crow_ again.
+  An' our Hired Man, as he come by,
+  Says, "Tom can't _crow_, but he kin _cry_."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "PORE PA! PORE PA!"]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK
+
+
+  When Dicky was sick
+    In the night, and the clock,
+  As he listened, said "Tick-
+    Atty--tick-atty--tock!"
+  He said that _it_ said,
+    Every time it said "Tick,"
+  It said "Sick," instead,
+    And he _heard_ it say "Sick!"
+  And when it said "Tick-
+    Atty--tick-atty--tock,"
+  He said it said "Sick-
+    Atty--sick-atty--sock!"
+  And he tried to _see_ then,
+    But the light was too dim,
+  Yet he _heard_ it again--
+    And't was _talking_ to him!
+
+  And then it said "Sick-
+    Atty--sick-atty--sick
+  You poor little Dick-
+    Atty--Dick-atty--dock!
+  Have you got the hick-
+    Atties? Hi! send for Doc
+  To hurry up quick
+    Atty--quick-atty--quock,
+  And heat a hot brick-
+    Atty--brick-atty--brock,
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  And rikle-ty wrap it
+  And clickle-ty clap it
+    Against his cold feet-
+      Al-ty--weep-aty--eepaty--
+  _There_ he goes, slapit-
+    Ty--slippaty--sleepaty!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+FOOL-YOUNGENS
+
+
+  Me an' Bert an' Minnie-Belle
+  Knows a joke, an' we won't tell!
+  No, we don't--'cause we don't know
+  _Why_ we got to laughin' so;
+  But we got to laughin' so,
+      "We ist kep' a-laughin'.
+
+  Wind wuz blowin' in the tree--
+  An' wuz only ist us three
+  Playin' there; an' ever' one
+  Ketched each other, like we done,
+  Squintin' up there at the sun
+      Like we wuz a-laughin'.
+
+  Nothin' funny anyway;
+  But I laughed, an' so did they--
+  An' we all three laughed, an' nen
+  Squint' our eyes an' laugh' again:
+  Ner we didn't ist _p'ten'_--
+      We wuz _shore-'nough_ laughin'.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "SQUINT' OUR EYES AN' LAUGH' AGAIN"]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  "We ist laugh' an' laugh', tel Bert
+  Say he _can't_ quit an' it hurt.
+  Nen I _howl_, an' Minnie-Belle
+  She tear up the grass a spell
+  An' ist stop her yeers an' _yell_
+      Like she'd _die_ a-laughin'.
+
+  Never sich fool-youngens yit!
+  Nothin' funny,--not a bit!--
+  But we laugh' so; tel we whoop'
+  Purt'-nigh like we have the croup--
+  All so hoarse we'd wheeze an' whoop
+      An' ist _choke_ a-laughin'.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE KATYDIDS
+
+
+  Sometimes I keep
+  From going to sleep,
+  To hear the katydids "cheep-cheep!"
+  And think they say
+  Their prayers that way;
+  But _katydids_ don't have to _pray_!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  I listen when
+  They cheep again
+  And so, I think, they're _singing_ then!
+  But, no; I'm wrong,--
+  The sound's too long
+  And all-alike to be a song!
+
+  I think, "Well, there!
+  I do declare,
+  If it is neither song nor prayer,
+  It's _talk_--and quite
+  Too vain and light
+  For me to listen to all night!"
+
+  And so, I smile,
+  And think,--"Now I'll
+  Not listen for a little while!"--
+  Then, sweet and clear,
+  Next "_cheep_" I hear
+  'S a _kiss_.... Good morning, Mommy dear!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+BILLY AND HIS DRUM
+
+
+  Ho! it's come, kids, come!
+  "With a bim! bam! bum!
+  Here's little Billy bangin' on his big bass drum!
+  He's a-marchin' round the room,
+  With his feather-duster plume
+  A-noddin' an' a-bobbin' with his bim! bom! boom!
+
+  Looky, little Jane an' Jim!
+  Will you only look at him,
+  A-humpin' an' a-thumpin' with his bam! bom! bim!
+  Has the Day o' Judgment come
+  Er the New Mi-len-nee-um?
+  Er is it only Billy with his bim! bam! bim!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "HE'S A-MARCHIN' ROUND THE ROOM."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  I 'm a-comin'; yes, I am--
+  Jim an' Sis, an' Jane an' Sam!
+  We'll all march off with Billy an' his bom! bim! bam!
+  Come _hurrawin'_ as you come,
+  Er they'll think you're deef-an'-dumb
+  Ef you don't hear little Billy an' his big bass drum!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE NOBLE OLD ELM
+
+
+  O big old tree, so tall an' fine,
+    Where all us childern swings an' plays,
+  Though neighbers says you're on the line
+    Between Pa's house an' Mr. Gray's,--
+  Us childern used to almost fuss,
+    Old Tree, about you when we 'd play.--
+  We'd argy you belonged to _us_,
+    An' them Gray-kids the other way!
+
+  Till _Elsie_, one time _she_ wuz here
+    An' playin' wiv us--Don't you mind,
+  Old Mister Tree?--an' purty near
+    She scolded us the hardest kind
+  Fer quar'llin' 'bout you thataway,
+    An' say _she'll_ find--ef we'll keep still--
+  Whose tree you air _fer shore_, she say,
+    An' settle it _fer good_, she will!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "THE OLD TREE SAYS HE'S ALL OUR TREE."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  So all keep still: An' nen she gone
+    An' pat the Old Tree, an' says she,--
+  "Whose air you, Tree?" an' nen let on
+    Like she's a-list'nin' to the Tree,--
+  An' nen she say, "It's settled,--'cause
+    The Old Tree says he's _all_ our tree--
+  His _trunk_ belongs to bofe your Pas,
+    But _shade_ belongs to you an' me."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE PENALTY OF GENIUS
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+  "When little 'Pollus Morton he's
+    A-go' to speak a piece, w'y, nen
+  The Teacher smiles an' says 'at she's
+    Most proud, of all her little men
+  An' women in her school--'cause 'Poll
+  He allus speaks the best of all.
+
+  An' nen she'll pat him on the cheek,
+    An' hold her finger up at you
+  _Before_ he speak'; an' _when_ he speak'
+    It's ist some piece _she_ learn' him to!
+  'Cause he's her favorite.... An' she
+  Ain't pop'lar as she _ust_ to be!
+
+  When 'Pollus Morton speaks, w'y, nen
+    Ist all the other childern knows
+  They're smart as him an' smart-again!--
+    Ef they _can't_ speak an' got fine clo'es,
+  Their Parunts loves 'em more 'n 'Poll-
+  Us Morton, Teacher, speech, an' all!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+EVENSONG
+
+
+  Lay away the story,--
+    Though the theme is sweet,
+  There's a lack of something yet,
+    Leaves it incomplete:--
+  There's a nameless yearning--
+    Strangely undefined--
+  For a story sweeter still
+    Than the written kind.
+
+  Therefore read no longer--
+    I've no heart to hear
+  But just something you make up,
+    O my mother dear.--
+  With your arms around me,
+    Hold me, folded-eyed,--
+  Only let your voice go on--
+    I'll be satisfied.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "THEREFORE READ NO LONGER."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+[Illustration: The TWINS]
+
+
+"IGO AND AGO"
+
+
+  We're The Twins from Aunt Marinn's,
+            Igo and Ago.
+  When Dad comes, the show begins!--
+            Iram, coram, dago.
+
+  Dad he says he named us two
+            Igo and Ago
+  For a poem he always knew,
+            Iram, coram, dago.
+
+  _Then_ he was a braw Scotchman--
+            Igo and Ago.--
+  _Now_ he's Scotch-Amer-i-can.
+            Iram, coram, dago.
+
+  "Hey!" he cries, and pats his knee,
+            "Igo and Ago,
+  My twin bairnies, ride wi' me--
+            Iram, coram, dago!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Here," he laughs, "ye've each a leg,
+            Igo and Ago,
+  Gleg as Tam O'Shanter's 'Meg'!
+            Iram, coram, dago!"
+
+  Then we mount, with shrieks of mirth--
+            Igo and Ago,--
+  The two gladdest twins on earth!
+            Iram, coram, dago.
+
+  Wade and Silas-Walker cry,--
+            "Igo and Ago--
+  Annie's kissin' 'em 'good-bye'!"--
+            Iram, coram, dago.
+
+  Aunty waves us fond farewells.--
+            "Igo and Ago,"
+  Granny pipes, "tak care yersels!"
+            Iram, coram, dago.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE LADY
+
+
+  O The Little Lady's dainty
+    As the picture in a book,
+  And her hands are creamy-whiter
+    Than the water-lilies look;
+  Her laugh's the undrown'd music
+    Of the maddest meadow-brook.--
+  Yet all in vain I praise The Little Lady!
+
+  Her eyes are blue and dewy
+    As the glimmering Summer-dawn,--
+  Her face is like the eglantine
+    Before the dew is gone;
+  And were that honied mouth of hers
+    A bee's to feast upon,
+  He'd be a bee bewildered, Little Lady!
+
+  Her brow makes light look sallow;
+    And the sunshine, I declare,
+  Is but a yellow jealousy
+    Awakened by her hair--
+  For O the dazzling glint of it
+    Nor sight nor soul can bear,--
+  So Love goes groping for The Little Lady.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "SHE'S BUT A RACING SCHOOL-GIRL."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  And yet she's neither Nymph nor Fay,
+    Nor yet of Angelkind:--
+  She's but a racing school-girl, with
+    Her hair blown out behind
+  And tremblingly unbraided by
+    The fingers of the Wind,
+  As it wildly swoops upon The Little Lady.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+"COMPANY MANNERS"
+
+
+  When Bess gave her Dollies a Tea, said she,--
+  "It's unpolite, when they's Company,
+  To say you've drinked _two_ cups, you see,--
+  But say you've drinked _a couple_ of tea."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+IN FERVENT PRAISE OF PICNICS
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Picnics is fun 'at's purty hard to beat.
+  I purt'-nigh ruther go to them than _eat_.
+  I purt'-nigh ruther go to them than go
+  With our Char_lot_ty to the Trick-Dog Show.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE GOOD, OLD-FASHIONED PEOPLE
+
+
+  When we hear Uncle Sidney tell
+    About the long-ago
+  An' old, old friends he loved so well
+    When _he_ was young--My-oh!--
+  Us childern all wish _we'd 'a'_ bin
+    A-livin' then with Uncle,--so
+  We could a-kindo' happened in
+    On them old friends he used to know!--
+      The good, old-fashioned people--
+      The hale, hard-working people--
+      The kindly country people
+        'At Uncle used to know!
+
+  They was God's people, Uncle says,
+    An' gloried in His name,
+  An' worked, without no selfishness,
+    An' loved their neighbers same
+  As they was kin: An' when they biled
+    Their tree-molasses, in the Spring,
+  Er butchered in the Fall, they smiled
+    An' sheered with all jist ever'thing!--
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "THEY WAS GOD'S PEOPLE."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+      The good, old-fashioned people--
+      The hale, hard-working people--
+      The kindly country people
+        'At Uncle used to know!
+
+  He tells about 'em, lots o' times,
+    Till we'd all ruther hear
+  About 'em than the Nurs'ry Rhymes
+    Er Fairies--mighty near!--
+  Only sometimes he stops so long
+    An' then talks on so low an' slow,
+  It's purt'-nigh sad as any song
+    To listen to him talkin' so
+      Of the good, old-fashioned people--
+      The hale, hard-working people--
+      The kindly country people
+        'At Uncle used to know!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE BEST TIMES
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  _When Old Folks they wuz young like us_
+  _An' little as you an' me_,--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  _Them wuz the best times ever wuz_
+  _Er ever goin' to be_!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "THEM WUZ THE BEST TIMES EVER WUZ."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+"HIK-TEE-DIK!"
+
+THE WAR-CRY OF BILLY AND BUDDY
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  When two little boys--renowned but for noise--
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!--
+  May hurt a whole school, and the head it employs,
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+  Such loud and hilarious pupils indeed
+  Need learning--and yet something further they need,
+  Though fond hearts that love them may sorrow and bleed.
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+
+  O the schoolmarm was cool, and in no wise a fool;
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+  And in ruling her ranks it was _her_ rule to _rule_;
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+  So when these two pupils conspired, every day,
+  Some mad piece of mischief, with whoop and hoo-ray,
+  That hurt yet defied her,--how happy were they!--
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+
+  At the ring of the bell they 'd rush in with a yell--
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+  And they'd bang the school-door till the plastering fell,
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+  They'd clinch as they came, and pretend not to see
+  As they knocked her desk over--then, _My!_ and _O-me!_
+  How awfully sorry they'd both seem to be!
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  This trick seemed so neat and so safe a conceit,--
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!--
+  They played it three times--though the third they were beat;
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+  For the teacher, she righted her desk--raised the lid
+  And folded and packed away each little kid--
+  Closed the incident so--yes, and locked it, she did--
+    Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A CHRISTMAS MEMORY
+
+
+  Pa he bringed me here to stay
+    'Til my Ma she's well.--An' nen
+  He's go' hitch up, Chris'mus-day,
+    An' come take me back again
+  Wher' my Ma's at! Won't I be
+  Tickled when he comes fer me!
+
+  My Ma an' my A'nty they
+    'Uz each-uvver's sisters. Pa--
+  A'nty telled me, th' other day,--
+    He comed here an' married Ma....
+  A'nty said nen, "Go run play,
+    I must work now!" ... An' I saw,
+  When she turn' her face away,
+    She 'uz cryin'.--An' nen I
+    'Tend-like I "run play"--an' cry.
+
+  This-here house o' A'nty's wher'
+  They 'uz borned--my Ma an' her!--
+  An' her Ma 'uz my Ma's Ma,
+  An' her Pa 'uz my Ma's Pa--
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "HE'S GO' HITCH UP, CHRIS'MUS-DAY, AN' COME TAKE ME BACK
+AGAIN."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  Ain't that funny?--An' they're dead:
+  An' this-here's "th' ole Homestead."--
+  An' my A'nty said, an' cried,
+  It's mine, too, ef my Ma died--
+  Don't know what she mean--'cause my
+  Ma she's nuvver go' to die!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  When Pa bringed me here 't 'uz night--
+    'Way dark night! An' A'nty spread
+  Me a piece--an' light the light
+    An' say I must go to bed.--
+    I cry not to---but Pa said,
+  "Be good boy now, like you telled
+    Mommy 'at you're go' to be!"
+    An', when he 'uz kissin' me
+      My good night, his cheeks' all wet
+  An' taste salty.--An' he held
+    Wite close to me an' rocked some
+    An' langhed-like--'til A'nty come
+      Git me while he's rockin' yet.
+
+  A'nty he'p me, 'til I be
+  Purt'-nigh strip-pud--nen hug me
+  In bofe arms an' lif' me 'way
+  Up in her high bed--an' pray
+    Wiv me,--'bout my Ma--an' Pa--
+  An' ole Santy Claus--an' Sleigh--
+    An' Reindeers an' little Drum--
+    Yes, an' Picture-books, "Tom Thumb,"
+  An' "Three Bears," an' ole "Fee-Faw"--
+
+      Yes, an' "Tweedle-Dee" an' "Dum,"
+      An' "White Knight" an' "Squidjicum,"
+  An' most things you ever saw!--
+      An' when A'nty kissed me, she
+      'Uz all cryin' over me!
+
+  Don't want Santy Claus--ner things
+  Any kind he ever brings!--
+  Don't want A'nty!--Don't want Pa!--
+  I ist only want my Ma!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+"OLD BOB WHITE"
+
+
+  Old Bob White's a funny bird!--
+  Funniest you ever heard!--
+    Hear him whistle,--"Old--Bob--_White_!"
+  You can hear him, clean from where
+  He's 'way 'crosst the wheat-field there,
+  Whistlin' like he didn't care--
+            "Old-Bob-_White_!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: WHEN WE DROVE TO HARMONY]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  Whistles alluz ist the same--
+  So's we won't fergit his name!--
+    Hear him say it?--"Old--Bob--_White_!"
+  _There!_ he's whizzed off down the lane--
+  Gone back where his folks is stayin'--
+  Hear him?--There he goes again,--
+            "Old--Bob--_White_!"
+
+  When boys ever tries to git
+  Clos't to him--how quick he'll quit
+    Whistlin' his "Old-Bob--_White_!"
+  "_Whoo-rhoo-rhoo!_" he's up an' flew,
+  Ist a-purt'-nigh skeerin' you
+  Into fits!--'At's what he'll do.--
+            "Old-Bob--_White_!"
+
+  Wunst our Hired Man an' me,
+  When we drove to Harmony,
+    Saw one, whistlin' "Old--Bob--_White_!"
+  An' we drove _wite clos't_, an' I
+  Saw him an' he didn't fly,--
+  Birds likes horses, an' that's why.
+            "Old--Bob--_White_!"
+
+  One time, Uncle Sidney says,
+  Wunst he rob' a Bob White's nes'
+    Of the eggs of "Old Bob White";
+  Nen he hatched 'em wiv a hen
+  An' her little chicks, an' nen
+  They ist all flewed off again!
+            "Old--Bob--_White_!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A SESSION WITH UNCLE SIDNEY
+
+[1869]
+
+
+I
+
+ONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES
+
+
+  Now, Tudens, you sit on _this_ knee--and 'scuse
+  It having no side-saddle on;--and, Jeems,
+  You sit on _this_--and don't you wobble so
+  And chug my old shins with your coppertoes;--
+  And, all the rest of you, range round someway,--
+  Ride on the rockers and hang to the arms
+  Of our old-time splint-bottom carryall!--
+  Do anything but _squabble_ for a place,
+  Or push or shove or scrouge, or breathe _out loud_,
+  Or chew wet, or knead taffy in my beard!--
+  Do _any_thing almost--act _any_way,--
+  Only _keep still_, so I can hear myself
+  Trying to tell you "just one story more!"
+
+  One winter afternoon my father, with
+  A whistle to our dog, a shout to us--
+  His two boys--six and eight years old we were,--
+  Started off to the woods, a half a mile
+  From home, where he was chopping wood. We raced,
+  We slipped and slid; reaching, at last, the north
+  Side of Tharp's corn-field.--There we struck what seemed
+  To be a coon-track--so we all agreed:
+  And father, who was not a hunter, to
+  Our glad surprise, proposed we follow it.
+  The snow was quite five inches deep; and we,
+  Keen on the trail, were soon far in the woods.
+  Our old dog, "Ring," ran nosing the fresh track
+  With whimpering delight, far on ahead.
+  After following the trail more than a mile
+  To northward, through the thickest winter woods
+  We boys had ever seen,--all suddenly
+  He seemed to strike _another_ trail; and then
+  Our joyful attention was drawn to
+  Old "Ring"--leaping to this side, then to that,
+  Of a big, hollow, old oak-tree, which had
+  Been blown down by a storm some years before.
+  There--all at once--out leapt a lean old fox
+  From the black hollow of a big bent limb,--
+  Hey! how he scudded!--but with our old "Ring"
+  Sharp after him--and father after "Ring"--
+  We after father, near as we could hold!
+  And father noticed that the fox kept just
+  About four feet ahead of "Ring"--just _that_--
+  No farther, and no nearer! Then he said:--
+  "There are young foxes in that tree back there,
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "A BIG, HOLLOW, OLD OAK-TREE, WHICH HAD BEEN BLOWN DOWN
+BY A STORM."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  And the mother-fox is drawing 'Ring' and us
+  Away from their nest there!" "Oh, le' 's go back!--
+  Do le' 's go back!" we little vandals cried,--
+  "Le' 's go back, quick, and find the little things--
+  _Please_, father!--Yes, and take 'em home for pets--
+  'Cause 'Ring' he'll kill the old fox anyway!"
+  So father turned at last, and back we went,
+  And father chopped a hole in the old tree
+  About ten feet below the limb from which
+  The old fox ran, and--Bless their little lives!--
+  There, in the hollow of the old tree-trunk--
+  There, on a bed of warm dry leaves and moss--
+  There, snug as any bug in any rug--
+  We found--one--two--three--four, and, yes-sir, _five_
+  Wee, weenty-teenty baby-foxes, with
+  Their eyes just barely opened--_Cute_?--my-oh!--
+  _The_ cutest--the most cunning little things
+  Two boys ever saw, in all their lives!
+  "Raw weather for the little fellows _now_!"
+  Said father, as though talking to himself,--
+  "Raw weather, and no home _now_!"--And off came
+  His warm old "waumus"; and in that he wrapped
+  The helpless little animals, and held
+  Them soft and warm against him as he could,--
+  And home we happy children followed him.--
+  _Old "Ring"_ did not reach home till nearly dusk:
+  The mother-fox had led him a long chase--
+
+  "Yes, and a fool's chase, too!" he seemed to say,
+  And looked ashamed to hear us _praising_ him.
+  But, _mother_--well, we _could not_ understand
+  _Her_ acting as she did--and we so _pleased_!
+  I can see yet the look of pained surprise
+  And deep compassion of her troubled face
+  When father very gently laid his coat,
+  With the young foxes in it, on the hearth
+  Beside her, as she brightened up the fire.
+  She urged--for the old fox's sake and theirs--
+  That they be taken back to the old tree;
+  But father--for _our_ wistful sakes, no doubt--
+  Said we would keep them, and would try our best
+  To raise them. And at once he set about
+  Building a snug home for the little things
+  Out of an old big bushel-basket, with
+  Its fractured handle and its stoven ribs:
+  So, lining and padding this all cosily,
+  He snuggled in its little tenants, and
+  Called in John Wesley Thomas, our hired man,
+  And gave him in full charge, with much advice
+  Regarding the just care and sustenance of
+  _Young_ foxes.--"John," he said, "you feed 'em _milk_--
+  _Warm_ milk, John Wesley! Yes, and _keep 'em by_
+  _The stove_--and keep your stove _a-roarin'_, too,
+  Both night and day!--And keep 'em _covered_ up--
+  Not _smothered_, John, but snug and comfortable.--
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "THE YOUNG FOXES IN IT, ON THE HEARTH BESIDE HER."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  And now, John Wesley Thomas, first and last,--
+  You feed 'em _milk_--_fresh_ milk--and always _warm_--
+  Say five or six or seven times a day--
+  Of course we'll grade that by the way they _thrive_."
+  But, for all sanguine hope, and care, as well,
+  The little fellows _did not_ thrive at all.--
+  Indeed, with _all_ our care and vigilance,
+  By the third day of their captivity
+  The last survivor of the fated five
+  Squeaked, like some battered little rubber toy
+  Just clean worn out.--And that's just what it was!
+
+  And--nights,--the cry of the mother-fox for her young
+  Was heard, with awe, for long weeks afterward.
+  And we boys, every night, would go to the door
+  And, peering out in the darkness, listening,
+  Could hear the poor fox in the black bleak woods
+  Still calling for her little ones in vain.
+  As, all mutely, we returned to the warm fireside,
+  Mother would say: "How would you like for _me_
+  To be out there, this dark night, in the cold woods,
+  Calling for _my_ children?"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+II
+
+UNCLE BRIGHTENS UP--
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Uncle he says 'at 'way down in the sea
+  Ever'thing's ist like it _used_ to be:--
+  He says they's mermaids, an' mermens, too,
+  An' little merchildern, like me an' you--
+  Little merboys, with tops an' balls,
+  An' little mergirls, with little merdolls.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Uncle Sidney's vurry proud
+    Of little Leslie-Janey,
+  'Cause she's so smart, an' goes to school
+    Clean 'way in Pennsylvany!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "AN' ALL BE POETS AN' ALL RECITE."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  She print' an' sent a postul-card
+    To Uncle Sidney, telling
+  How glad he'll be to hear that she
+    "Toock the onners in Speling."
+
+  Uncle he learns us to rhyme an' write
+  An' all be poets an' all recite:
+  His little-est poet's his little-est niece,
+  An' this is her little-est poetry-piece.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+III
+
+SINGS A "WINKY-TOODEN" SONG--
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  O here's a little rhyme for the Spring- or Summer-time--
+    An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!--
+  Just a little bit o' tune you can twitter, May or June,
+    An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!
+  It's a song that soars and sings,
+  As the birds that twang their wings
+  Or the katydids and things
+    Thus and so, don't you know,
+    An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!
+
+  It's a song just broken loose, with no reason or excuse--
+    An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!
+  You can sing along with it--or it matters not a bit--
+    An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!
+  It's a lovely little thing
+  That 'most any one could sing
+  With a ringle-dingle-ding,
+    Soft and low, don't you know,
+    An a-ho-winky-tooden-an-a-ho!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+IV
+
+AND MAKES NURSERY RHYMES
+
+
+
+
+1
+
+THE DINERS IN THE KITCHEN
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Fred
+  Et the bread.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Dash
+  Et the hash.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Pete
+  Et the meat.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Davy
+  Et the gravy.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Toffy
+  Et the coffee.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Jake
+  Et the cake.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Trip
+  Et the dip.
+
+  And--the worst,
+  From the first,--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Our dog Fido
+  Et the pie-dough.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+2
+
+THE IMPERIOUS ANGLER
+
+
+  Miss Medairy Dory-Ann
+  Cast her line and caught a man,
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  But when he looked so pleased, alack!
+  She unhooked and plunked him back.--
+  "I never like to catch what I can,"
+  Said Miss Medairy Dory-Ann.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+3
+
+THE GATHERING OF THE CLANS
+
+
+[_Voice from behind high board-fence_.]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Where's the crowd that dares to go
+  Where I dare to lead?--you know!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Well, here's _one_!"
+  Shouts Ezry Dunn.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Count me _two_!"
+  Yells Cootsy Drew.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Here's yer _three_!"
+  Sings Babe Magee.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Score me _four_!"
+  Roars Leech-hole Moore.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Tally--_five_!"
+  Howls Jamesy Clive.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "I make _six_!"
+  Chirps Herbert Dix.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Punctchul!--_seven_!"
+  Pipes Runt Replevin.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Mark me _eight_!"
+  Grunts Mealbag Nate.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "I'm yet _nine_!"
+  Growls "Lud'rick" Stein.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Hi! here's _ten_!"
+  Whoops Catfish Ben.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "And now we march, in daring line,
+  For the banks of Brandywine!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+4
+
+"IT"
+
+
+  A wee little worm in a hickory-nut
+    Sang, happy as he could be,--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "O I live in the heart of the whole round world,
+    And it all belongs to me!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+5
+
+THE DARING PRINCE
+
+
+  A daring prince, of the realm Rangg Dhune,
+  Once went up in a big balloon
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  That caught and stuck on the horns of the moon,
+  And he hung up there till next day noon--
+  When all at once he exclaimed, "Hoot-toot!"
+  And then came down in his parachute.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A DUBIOUS "OLD KRISS"
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Us-folks is purty _pore_--but Ma
+  She's waitin'--two years more--tel Pa
+  He serve his term out. Our Pa he--
+  _He's in the Penitenchurrie_!
+
+  Now don't you never _tell_!--'cause _Sis_,
+  The _baby_, _she_ don't know he is.--
+  'Cause she wuz only four, you know,
+  He kissed her last an' hat to go!
+
+  Pa alluz liked Sis best of all
+  Us childern.--'Spect it's 'cause she fall
+  "When she'uz ist a _child_, one day--
+  An' make her back look thataway.
+
+  Pa--'fore he be a burglar--he's
+  A locksmiff, an' maked locks, an' keys,
+  An' knobs you pull fer bells to ring,
+  An' he could ist make _anything_!--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  'Cause our Ma say he can!--An' this
+  Here little pair o' crutches Sis
+  Skips round on--Pa maked _them_--yes-sir!--
+  An' silivur-plate-name here fer her!
+
+  Pa's out o' work when Chris'mus come
+  One time, an' stay away from home,
+  An' 's drunk an' 'buse our Ma, an' swear
+  They ain't no "Old Kriss" anywhere!
+
+  An' Sis she alluz say they wuz
+  A' Old Kriss--an' she alluz does.
+  But ef they is a' Old Kriss, why,
+  When's Chris'mus, Ma she alluz cry?
+
+  This Chris'mus _now_, we live here in
+  Where Ma's rent's alluz due ag'in--
+  An' she "_ist slaves_"--I heerd her say
+  She did--ist them words thataway!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  An' th'other night, when all's so cold
+  An' stove's 'most out--our Ma she rolled
+  Us in th'old feather-bed an' said,
+  "To-morry's Chris'mus--go to bed,
+
+  "An' thank yer blessed stars fer this--
+  We don't _'spect_ nothin' from Old Kriss!"
+  An' cried, an' locked the door, an' prayed,
+  An' turned the lamp down.... An' I laid
+
+  There, thinkin' in the dark ag'in,
+  "Ef _wuz_ Old Kriss, he can't git in,
+  'Cause ain't no chimbly here at all--
+  Ist old stovepipe stuck frue the wall!"
+
+  I sleeped nen.--An' wuz dreamin' some
+  When I waked up an' morning's come,--
+  Fer our Ma she wuz settin' square
+  Straight up in bed, a-readin' there
+
+  Some letter 'at she 'd read, an' quit,
+  An' nen hold like she's huggin' it.--
+  An' diamon' ear-rings she don't _know_
+  Wuz in her ears tel I say so--
+
+  An' wake the rest up. An' the sun
+  In frue the winder dazzle-un
+  Them eyes o' Sis's, wiv a sure-
+  Enough gold chain Old Kriss bringed to 'er!
+
+  An' _all_ of us git gold things!--Sis,
+  Though, say she know it "_ain't_ Old Kriss--
+  He kissed her, so she waked an' saw
+  Him skite out--an' it wuz her Pa."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "ALONG THE BRINK OF WILD BROOK-WAY."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A SONG OF SINGING
+
+
+  Sing! gangling lad, along the brink
+    Of wild brook-ways of shoal and deep,
+  Where killdees dip, and cattle drink,
+    And glinting little minnows leap!
+  Sing! slimpsy lass who trips above
+    And sets the foot-log quivering!
+  Sing! bittern, bumble-bee, and dove--
+    Sing! Sing! Sing!
+
+  Sing as you will, O singers all
+    Who sing because you _want_ to sing!
+  Sing! peacock on the orchard wall,
+    Or tree-toad by the trickling spring!
+  Sing! every bird on every bough--
+    Sing! every living, loving thing--
+  Sing any song, and anyhow,
+    But Sing! Sing! Sing!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE JAYBIRD
+
+
+  The Jaybird he's my _favorite_
+    Of all the birds they is!
+  I think he's quite a stylish sight
+    In that blue suit of his:
+  An' when he' lights an' shuts his wings,
+    His coat's a "cutaway"--
+  I guess it's only when he sings
+    You'd know he wuz a jay.
+
+  I like to watch him when he's lit
+    In top of any tree,
+  'Cause all birds git wite out of it
+    When _he_ 'lights, an' they see
+  How proud he act', an' swell an' spread
+    His chest out more an' more,
+  An' raise the feathers on his head
+    Like it's cut pompadore!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "I LIKE TO WATCH HIM."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A BEAR FAMILY
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Wunst, 'way West in Illinoise,
+  Wuz two Bears an' their two boys:
+  An' the two boys' names, you know,
+  Wuz--like _ours_ is,--Jim an' Jo;
+  An' their _parunts'_ names wuz same's,
+  All big grown-up people's names,--
+  Ist _Miz_ Bear, the neighbers call
+  'Em, an' _Mister_ Bear--'at's all.
+  Yes--an' Miz Bear scold him, too,
+  Ist like grown folks _shouldn't_ do!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Wuz a grea'-big river there,
+  An', 'crosst that, 's a mountain where
+  Old Bear said some day he'd go,
+  Ef she don't quit scoldin'so!
+  So, one day when he been down
+  The river, fishin', 'most to town,
+  An' come back 'thout no fish a-tall,
+  An' Jim an' Jo they run an' bawl
+  An' tell their ma their pa hain't fetch'
+  No fish,--she scold again an' ketch
+  Her old broom up an' biff him, too.--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  An' he ist cry, an' say, "_Boo-hoo_!
+  I _told_ you what I 'd do some day'."
+  An' he ist turned an' runned away
+  To where's the grea'-big river there,
+  An' ist _splunged_ in an' swum to where
+  The mountain's at, 'way th'other side,
+  An' clumbed up there. An' Miz Bear _cried_--
+  An' little Jo an' little Jim--
+  Ist like their ma--bofe cried fer him!--
+  But he clumbed on, _clean out o' sight_,
+  He wuz so mad!--An' served 'em right!
+
+  Nen--when the Bear got 'way on top
+  The mountain, he heerd somepin' flop
+  Its wings--an' somepin' else he heerd
+  A-rattlin'-like.--An' he wuz _skeerd_,
+  An' looked 'way up, an'--_Mercy sake!_--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  It wuz a' Eagul an' a SNAKE!
+  An'-sir! the Snake, he bite an' kill'
+  The Eagul, an' they bofe fall till
+  They strike the ground--_k'spang-k'spat!_--
+  Wite where the Bear wuz standin' at!
+  An' when here come the Snake at him,
+  The Bear he think o' little Jim
+  An' Jo, he did--an' their ma, too,--
+  All safe at home; an' he ist flew
+  Back down the mountain--an' could hear
+  The old Snake rattlin', sharp an' clear,
+  Wite clos't behind!--An' Bear he's so
+  All tired out, by time, you know,
+  He git down to the river there,
+  He know' he can't _swim_ back to where
+  His folks is at. But ist wite nen
+  He see a boat an' six big men
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  'At's been a-shootin' ducks: An' so
+  He skeerd them out the boat, you know,
+  An' ist jumped in--an' Snake _he_ tried
+  To jump in, too, but failed outside
+  Where all the water wuz; an' so
+  The Bear grabs one the things you row
+  The boat wiv an' ist whacks the head
+  Of the old Snake an' kills him dead!--
+
+  An' when he's killed him dead, w'y, nen
+  _The old Snake's drownded dead again_!
+  Nen Bear set in the boat an' bowed
+  His back an' rowed--an' rowed--an' rowed--
+  Till he's safe home--so tired he can't
+  Do nothin' but lay there an' pant
+  An' tell his childern, "Bresh my coat!"
+  An' tell his wife, "Go chain my boat!"
+  An' they're so glad he's back, they say
+  "They _knowed_ he's comin' thataway
+  To ist surprise the dear ones there!"
+  An' Jim an' Jo they dried his hair
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  An' pulled the burrs out; an' their ma
+  She ist set there an' helt his paw
+  Till he wuz sound asleep, an' nen
+  She tell' him she won't scold again--
+      Never--never--never--
+      Ferever an' ferever!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: SOME SONGS AFTER MASTER SINGERS]
+
+
+
+
+SOME SONGS AFTER MASTER SINGERS
+
+
+I
+
+SONG
+
+[W.S.]
+
+
+  With a hey! and a hi! and a hey-ho rhyme!
+      O the shepherd lad
+      He is ne'er so glad
+  As when he pipes, in the blossom-time,
+      So rare!
+  While Kate picks by, yet looks not there.
+      So rare! so rare!
+  _With a hey! and a hi! and a ho!_
+  _The grasses curdle where the daisies blow!_
+
+  With a hey! and a hi! and a hey-ho vow!
+      Then he sips her face
+      At the sweetest place--
+  And ho! how white is the hawthorn now!--
+      So rare!--
+  And the daisied world rocks round them there.
+      So rare! so rare!
+  _With a hey! and a hi! and a ho!_
+  _The grasses curdle where the daisies blow!_
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "WHILE KATE PICKS BY, YET LOOKS NOT THERE."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+II
+
+TO THE CHILD JULIA
+
+[R.H.]
+
+
+  Little Julia, since that we
+  May not as our elders be,
+  Let us blithely fill the days
+  Of our youth with pleasant plays.
+  First we'll up at earliest dawn,
+  While as yet the dew is on
+  The sooth'd grasses and the pied
+  Blossomings of morningtide;
+  Next, with rinsed cheeks that shine
+  As the enamell'd eglantine,
+  We will break our fast on bread
+  With both cream and honey spread;
+  Then, with many a challenge-call,
+  We will romp from house and hall,
+  Gypsying with the birds and bees
+  Of the green-tress'd garden trees.
+  In a bower of leaf and vine
+  Thou shalt be a lady fine
+  Held in duress by the great
+  Giant I shall personate.
+  Next, when many mimics more
+  Like to these we have played o'er,
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  We'll betake us home-along
+  Hand in hand at evensong.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+III
+
+THE DOLLY'S MOTHER
+
+[W.W.]
+
+
+  A little maid, of summers four--
+    Did you compute her years,--
+  And yet how infinitely more
+    To me her age appears:
+
+  I mark the sweet child's serious air,
+    At her unplayful play,--
+  The tiny doll she mothers there
+    And lulls to sleep away,
+
+  Grows--'neath the grave similitude--
+    An infant real, to me,
+  And _she_ a saint of motherhood
+    In hale maturity.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  So, pausing in my lonely round,
+    And all unseen of her,
+  I stand uncovered--her profound
+    And abject worshipper.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "LEND ME THE BREATH OF A FRESHENING GALE."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+IV
+
+WIND OF THE SEA
+
+[A.T.]
+
+
+  Wind of the Sea, come fill my sail--
+  Lend me the breath of a freshening gale
+    And bear my port-worn ship away!
+  For O the greed of the tedious town--
+  The shutters up and the shutters down!
+    Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bay
+      And bear me away!--away!
+
+  Whither you bear me, Wind of the Sea,
+  Matters never the least to me:
+    Give me your fogs, with the sails adrip,
+  Or the weltering path thro' the starless night--
+  On, somewhere, is a new daylight
+    And the cheery glint of another ship
+      As its colors dip and dip!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bay
+    And bear me away!--away!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+V
+
+SUBTLETY
+
+[R.B.]
+
+
+  Whilst little Paul, convalescing, was staying
+  Close indoors, and his boisterous classmates paying
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Him visits, with fresh school-notes and surprises,--
+  With nettling pride they sprung the word "Athletic,"
+  With much advice and urgings sympathetic
+    Anent "Athletic exercises." Wise as
+  Lad might look, quoth Paul: "I've pondered o'er that
+  'Athletic,' but I mean to take, before that,
+    Downstairic and outdooric exercises."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+VI
+
+BORN TO THE PURPLE
+
+[W.M.]
+
+
+  Most-like it was this kingly lad
+  Spake out of the pure joy he had
+  In his child-heart of the wee maid
+  Whose eerie beauty sudden laid
+  A spell upon him, and his words
+  Burst as a song of any bird's:--
+
+  A peerless Princess thou shalt be,
+  Through wit of love's rare sorcery:
+  To crown the crown of thy gold hair
+  Thou shalt have rubies, bleeding there
+  Their crimson splendor midst the marred
+  Pulp of great pearls, and afterward
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Leaking in fainter ruddy stains
+  Adown thy neck-and-armlet-chains
+  Of turquoise, chrysoprase, and mad
+  Light-frenzied diamonds, dartling glad
+  Swift spirts of shine that interfuse
+  As though with lucent crystal dews
+  That glance and glitter like split rays
+  Of sunshine, born of burgeoning Mays
+  When the first bee tilts down the lip
+  Of the first blossom, and the drip
+  Of blended dew and honey heaves
+  Him blinded midst the underleaves.
+  For raiment, Fays shall weave for thee--
+  Out of the phosphor of the sea
+  And the frayed floss of starlight, spun
+  With counterwarp of the firm sun--
+  A vesture of such filmy sheen
+  As, through all ages, never queen
+  Therewith strove truly to make less
+  One fair line of her loveliness.
+  Thus gowned and crowned with gems and gold,
+  Thou shalt, through centuries untold,
+  Rule, ever young and ever fair,
+  As now thou rulest, smiling there.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+OLD MAN WHISKERY-WHEE-KUM-WHEEZE
+
+
+  Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze
+  Lives 'way up in the leaves o' trees.
+  An' wunst I slipped up-stairs to play
+  In Aunty's room, while she 'uz away;
+  An' I clumbed up in her cushion-chair
+  An' ist peeked out o' the winder there;
+  An' there I saw--wite out in the trees--
+  Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze!
+
+  An' Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze
+  Would bow an' bow, with the leaves in the breeze,
+  An' waggle his whiskers an' raggledy hair,
+  An' bow to me in the winder there!
+  An' I 'd peek out, an' he'd peek in
+  An' waggle his whiskers an' bow ag'in,
+  Ist like the leaves'u'd wave in the breeze--
+  Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "BOW TO ME IN THE WINDER THERE!"]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  An' Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze,
+  Seem-like, says to me: "See my bees
+  A-bringin' my dinner? An' see my cup
+  O' locus'-blossoms they've plum' filled up?"
+  An' "_Um-yum, honey!_" wuz last he said,
+  An' waggled his whiskers an' bowed his head;
+  An' I yells, "Gimme some, won't you, please,
+  Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze?"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE-GIRL-TWO-LITTLE-GIRLS
+
+
+  I'm twins, I guess, 'cause my Ma say
+    I'm two little girls. An' one o' me
+    Is _Good_ little girl; an' th'other 'n' she
+    Is _Bad little girl as she can be!_
+  An' Ma say so, 'most ever' day.
+
+  An' she's the _funniest_ Ma! 'Cause when
+    My Doll won't mind, an' I ist cry,
+    W'y, nen my Ma she sob an' sigh,
+    An' say, "Dear _Good_ little girl, good-bye!--
+  _Bad_ little girl's comed here again!"
+
+  Last time 'at Ma act' thataway,
+    I cried all to myse'f awhile
+    Out on the steps, an' nen I smile,
+    An' git my Doll all fix' in style,
+  An' go in where Ma's at, an' say:
+    _"Morning to you, Mommy dear_!
+    _Where's that Bad little girl wuz here_?
+    _Bad little girl's goned clean away_,
+    _An' Good little girl's comed back to stay."_
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A GUSTATORY ACHIEVEMENT
+
+
+  Last Thanksgivin'-dinner we
+  Et at Granny's house, an' she
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Had--ist like she alluz does--
+  Most an' best pies ever wuz.
+
+  Canned _black_ burry-pie an' _goose_
+  Burry, squshin'-full o' juice;
+  An' _roz_burry--yes, an' plum--
+  Yes, an' _churry_-pie--_um-yum_!
+
+  Peach an' punkin, too, you bet.
+  Lawzy! I kin taste 'em yet!
+  Yes, an' _custard_-pie, an' _mince!_
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  An'--I--_ain't_--et--no--pie--since!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+CLIMATIC SORCERY
+
+
+  When frost's all on our winder, an' the snow's
+  All out-o'-doors, our "Old-Kriss"-milkman goes
+  A-drivin' round, ist purt'-nigh froze to death,
+  With his old white mustache froze full o' breath.
+
+  But when it's summer an' all warm ag'in,
+  He comes a-whistlin' an' a-drivin in
+  Our alley, 'thout no coat on, ner ain't cold,
+  Ner his mustache ain't white, ner he ain't old.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "OUR 'OLD-KRISS'-MILKMAN."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+A PARENT REPRIMANDED
+
+
+  Sometimes I think 'at Parents does
+  Things ist about as bad as _us_--
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Wite 'fore our vurry eyes, at that!
+  Fer one time Pa he scold' my Ma
+    'Cause he can't find his hat;
+  An' she ist _cried_, she did! An' I
+    Says, "Ef you scold my Ma
+  Ever again an' make her cry,
+    Wy, you sha'n't _be_ my Pa!"
+  An' nen he laugh' an' find his hat
+  Ist wite where Ma she said it's at!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration: "THE CHILDISH DREAMS IN HIS WISE OLD HEAD."]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+THE TREASURE OF THE WISE MAN
+
+
+  O the night was dark and the night was late,
+    And the robbers came to rob him;
+  And they picked the locks of his palace-gate,
+    The robbers that came to rob him--
+  They picked the locks of his palace-gate,
+  Seized his jewels and gems of state,
+  His coffers of gold and his priceless plate,--
+    The robbers that came to rob him.
+
+  But loud laughed he in the morning red!--
+    For of what had the robbers robbed him?--
+  Ho! hidden safe, as he slept in bed,
+    When the robbers came to rob him,--
+  They robbed him not of a golden shred
+  Of the childish dreams in his wise old head--
+  "And they're welcome to all things else," he said,
+    When the robbers came to rob him.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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