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A PLEASANT HOUR IN THE NURSERY.
NURSERY STORIES AND RHYMES
FOR
THE
HOME
AND
KINDER GA R TEN
Including "Nurse Karen's Norway Tales," and "All for Baby," complete; with
a collection of short stories and rhymes
BY
EMILIE POULSSON
AUTHOR OF NURSERY FINGER PLAYS
FULL Y
ILL US TRA TED
L. J. BRIDGMAN
AND
OTHERS
BOSTON
D. LOTHROP COMPANY
1893
COPYRIGHT, 1893,
BY
D. LOTHROP COMPANY
All rights
reserved.
CONTENTS.
NURSE
KAREN'S
NORWAY
TALES
THE THREE GOATS
THE BREAKFAST SONG
THE NURSERY BLACKSMITH
CHICKENS IN TROUBLE
Row, ROW A-FISHING Go
THE WONDERFUL HAY-MAKING
BABY'S RIDE
THE GRATEFUL SPARROW
WHAT THIE CAT SAID
THE STORY OF TWO DOGS
FEEDING TIlE BIRDS
A CHRISTMAS RIDDLE
MY NEW DAY
SAN
THE
ALL
1TA'S R1
SEASON
FOR B
THE STO
TIIE STO
TIlE STO
THE STO
ITHE STO
TIlE STO
THIE STO
THIE STO
THE STO
THE STO
THE STO
THE STO
PROOF
iNS
SABY:
BABY'S
SHIRT
F BABY'S BLANKET
>F BABY'S COTTON GOWN
F BABY'S SHOES
F BABY'S SASH
F BABY'S MUG
)F BABY'S PLATE
F BABY'S BREAD
F BABY'S PLAY-THINGS
F BABY'S PICTURE-BOOK
F BABY'S CRIB
F BABY'S PILLOW
. ELSA'S DOLLY
. THE ENDLESS
VIII.
IX.
X.
STORY
THE EMPTY BIRD-HOUSE
A WISE FELLOW
A LITTLE BOY'S JOKE
NURSE KAREN'S NORWAY TALES
THE
THREE
GOATS.
THE
THREE
GOATS.
Now you shall hear said
Nurse Karen one day to Bobby
and Sue and the Baby
you
'The
shall
hear
"Now
story
Three Goats.
" There was once a Boy who
had
three
Goats.
One
night,
when he went to meet them, the
frisky things
nip
then
field and
I out.
leaped
into a tur-
could not get
Then
Boy sat
down on the hillside and cried.
"A
came
cry ?'
"' I
there
along. V
asked the F
cry because
Hare
Vhy
I are.
can't
you
get
Goats
out
field,'
answered the Boy.
"''ll
would
Hare,
tried,
not c
said
but
ome.
the
the
Hare.
Goats
Then
too, sat down and
cried.
"Along came a Fox.
" Why
you
cry
asked
the Fox.
"'I
Boy cries,
Boy is
cannot
gcet
S^
crying
because
aid the Hare;
cryinl
the
'and
because
Goats
out
the turnip field.'
"' I'll do it,
" So
said the
Fox.
Fox tried, but
THE
THREE
GOATS.
Goats would not come.
Then
the Fox also sat down and cried.
" Soon
alone
asked the
becau
the Fox
because
after,
'Why
Wolf.
the
anc
the
Boy cries
Hare
1the
Boy
Wolf
you
came
cry ?'
(I am crying
crle
said
Hare cries
cries;
because he
and
can't
get the Goats out of the turnip
field.'
Wolf.
'I'//
He
tried;
said
but
Goats would not leave the field.
Wolf.
Fox
crie
and the
Boy
cries;
because
crying
and
Hare
Hare cries
cries
because
and
the
because
Fox
cries :
because the
Boy
cries
he can't get the Goat
out of the turnip field.'
said the
"'I'll Thendo it!'
" Then the b
Boy
moment
Bee.
they
He
could
Bee.
ig Animals and
stopped
crying
laugh
do
not
tiny
it, indeed,
But the
when
tiny
down
beside
others and began to cry too.
b~III1V ~ VV
After
over the hill
little,
and
sitting there crying.
you
cry?'
said
Bee
aw them
flew
all
'Why do
Bee
Bee
field
Goat
flew awav into
and
upon
the
one
turnip
and said,
"' Buz-z-z-z-z!'
" And
every one!"
out
said
Nurse
Goats,
Karen.
THE
BREAKFAST
SONG.
THE
BREAKFAST
SONG.
(Nurse
Karen 's
Norway
Tales.)
Don't you know a song for
breakfast time, Nurse Karen ?"
asked
and t
Sue
one morning, as she
Baby sat
the little
nursery table.
" Ah,
yes
she said.
my country we have a little
about
the milk.
ready to eat this ni
Are
ce p
you
'orrid
" In
song
all
ge?
Well, then, now you shall hear:
Nurse
Karen smiled.
She
was just bringing in the pitcher
of milk.
five
o'clock
he milks the
cow,
The busy farmer's man.
THE
BREAKFAST
SONG.
o'clock
strains
milk
And pours it in
the can.
feet.
And
when
she
sang
the last verse she poured some
more milk into
Baby's cup.
seven
o'clock
milk-
man's horse
Must go to town--'get up!'
At eight o'clock
Nurse
K aren
pours
The milk in
When
about
Nurse
Baby's cup.
Karen
sang
the milkman's horse she
made a great tramping with her
"Oh!
Sue.
do sing it again,
Nurse
K aren
said
sang
it again, and when she came to
the
cup
last
was
verse thi
empty
time
so
Sue
Nurse
Karen sang:
" At eight o'clock Nurse Karen
pours
The milk in Susie's cup."
THE
NURSERY
BLACKSMITH.
THE
NURSERY
BLACKSMITH.
" Pitty, patty,
polt,
Shoe the wild colt;
Here a nail, and
there a nail,
atty, polt.
Pitty, p;
See
Nurse,
said E
baby's
Karen
crib.
Goose book
how
when
3obby,
pink
was
as
feet
Baby
play
laughs,
this !"
patted
while
opening
Nurse
little
" It's out of my Mother
and mamma used
to play it with me when
little.
Mother
was
Do the children have a
Goose
way, Nurse
book
Nor-
Karen ? "
"Not like yours,
Karen ,
something
"Oh!
us! "
" but we
said Nurse
have
play
like that one.
show
us!
said Sue and
So Nurse
Do
show
Bobby.
Karen took Baby
in her lap and patted
the soles
of her feet in time to the music
as she sang:
" Shoe
Dobbin
shoe
Dobbin!
With hammer and tongs;
Such shoeing as this
To the
blacksmith
"Shoe Dobbin!
shoe
belongs.
Dobbin!
The nails must be tight,
For we've a long journey
To travel to-night."
"There! "
the crib. "
tossing
Baby into
Now go your long
journey through Dreamland, lit-
tie dear.
be on the
Sue and
way soon,
Bobby will
she said,
" And play we are little, and
' Shoe
we go,
Dobbin
will you,
for
before
Nurse ? "
THE
NURSERY
BLACKSMITH.
" We'll
play that undressing
is having the harness
Bobby
pony who
said
a
can
s taken off.
wonderful
unharnes
Nurse
" but
trick
him-
Sue is
being shod was
Then
Bobby's
Nurse
bed,
1 jolly process.
Karen went to
where
waving his feet in the air.
The trick pony's shoes must
not trained yet, so
I will attend
to her; after that I will be the
blacksmith and shoe you both."
-hoe Fobin. in
very firm,
said Nurse;
ing the little rhyme again
sing-
she
Sue was soon ready, and had
thrust
tween
her
the
feet
Nurse had time
you
hall
squeals of
out
blankets
to say,
" and
hear;
from
before
" Now
Sue
that
delight showed
patted
and
thumped
sturdy feet, and
sharp
ing them
tight.
little
to
Oh!
blacksmith,
gave
tweak, a
see
she
if t
was
Bobby's
each toe
is if try-
ey were
a merry
can tell you!
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(
k
self,"
:h
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rir, 1~ II I I
iIJ
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TII ,EVrNIIGI I' YER.
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THE EVENING- PRAYER.
CHICKENS
TROUBLE.
CHICKENS
IN
TROUBLE.
While chicken
fourth, of
tired
wings,
Kept up a constant groaning.
And,
mother
have
such
"0O
mother,
mother
I'm
cold
One little chicken grumbled.
And, mother!"
cried a second
chick,
" Against a stone
I've stum-
bled."
"And
sleepy
now,
Another
chick
was
moan-
ing
a pain "
Peeped
out
chicken
baby;
" That
yellow
meal
did
taste
so good,
I've eaten too much, may be.
And
there's
black,
black
cloud up there,"
Cried all in fear and wonder;
CHICKENS
TROUBLE.
-.
O--
mother
jour win
dear,
And let us all creep
There, there, my
little
spread
under."
dears,
come here;
Your cries are quite distress-
ing,
The mother called, and spread
her wings
For comfort and caressing.
And soon beneath her feathers
warm,
The
little
chicks were
hud-
died
know what
ailed
you
all,"
she said,
"You wanted to be cuddled."
And as they nestled cosily
And hushed their weak com-
plaining,
She told them
that
black,
black cloud
Was
quite
small
raining.
C--
v-N
And
one
'" .' T
f .2 .'^ i' f
-,< J^
-" ^ f^
one
they all were
soothed,
And out again went straying,
Until five happy little chicks
Were in the farmyard plav
-/
1 *
ing.
ROW,
ROW!
A-FISHING
SUE AND BOBBY CATCH FISH.
ROW
ROW
A-FISHING
GO.
"What are
Nurse Karen ?"
came
where
singing-
had
just
she
as s
lntc
at
you
asked
) the
mendi
he worked.
singing,
Bobby,
nursery
ng and
Baby
been put into the crib
for a nap.
" It
sing
only
little
song
sleepy children
my own
Karen.
to you? "
country,
" Shall
please,
said
I
Nurse
sing
Nursie.
the queer words first, and then
tell what it means."
Nurse
Karen
sang without
" queer words,
smiled,
and
delay, first in the
" as the children
,,"Y
ROW,
ROW!
A-FISHING
called
her
own
language,
and
then in words they could under-
stand:
" Row, row
How many
A-fishing go
*.
fishes,
pray, can
you show ?"
" One for the father,
And one for the mother,
One for the sister,
And one for the brother
One
little fish i
still
left,
you
see,
And
that
one
fisherman
share shall be.
The
with
mediatel
children
Song, ,
y said
s play
were
and
it,
pleased
Bobby im-
Sue
go fishing, and you can ask me
how many fish
" 0,
caught."
Bobby!
to go in the boat with
want
you and
help you row.
"And
with 3
Nurse
you
your
can
fish,
come to
Bobby,"
me
said
Karen.
So Sue and Bobby sat down
on the floor
and
pretended
row and catch fish, and then
row
home
again.
They had pieces of paper for
fishes.
The
caught
little f
share
took c
every
first
four,
ish
time
so
Bobby
there
was
)nly
no
fisherman's
but you may be sure he
are
have
five
fishes
time after that.
" Let'
THE
WONDERFUL
HAY-MAKING.
THE
WONDERFUL
HAY-MAKING.
>9
--
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0 -/1'^.
'
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"Oh
do you, Nursie?
will you sing it for us?
And
down
Bobby
close
And
Please
and
Nurse
Sue
Ka-
side.
And
" Yes,
you
I.
Nurse
K aren
yes, good children
shall
hear about
said,
now
the won-
derful hay-makin
"Oh
we've
afternoon,
said
had
Nurse
such
fun
K aren,
Bobby.
"So?"
said
Nurse
" And what did you
"We didn't play;
Sue and
just
Karen.
play ? "
we worked,
like
men.
We worked in the hayfield, and
then rode into the barn on top
of the big load of hay."
"In my country,
Karen,
a wonderful
said Nurse
" we have a song about
hay-making.
The squirrel went
out
meadow to mow,
So merry and blithe,
With his glittering scythe ;
And still as he mowed, he was
chattering so.
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II
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1 2
LTL EOL O TEE1'RY
LITTLE PEOPLE OF TIlE NURSERY.
THE
WONDERFUL
HAY-MAKING.
Oh
the
squirrel went
out
the meadow to mow.
" The raven went with
rake up
him
the hay,
The rake in his claw;
The crow dragged the cart
And the cat did her part;
For she drove the hay-cart, and
said,
Oh
" Mew, mew, mew !
crow and
the meadow went,
too.
Such a sight you ne'er
And still
as he
raked
aw!
was
croaking away.
Oh
the raven
went with ,.him
to rake up the hay.
"The
crow and
the
cat to
meadow went, too,
"The children went out in the
meadow to
But squirrel was done,
And the raven was gone.
crow
and
the
pussy
The
cat,
where could they be?
Oh
the children went
the meadow to
out
see.
BABY'S
RIDE.
BABY'S
RIDE.
Bobby and Sue were going
to a picnic with their papa and
mamma.
ting
the
about
time
dressed to go
been
happy
playthings,
what
called
horses
Then
derstand
lightful
She
They had been chat-
in great
they
were
; but
enough
glee
beingg
had
her
Baby
with
paying no attention
was
out
said,
There
Hurry,
indeed
that
was
scrambled
until
3 are
Sue
the
Bobby !"
did
Baby un-
something
prospect.
her
feet
and trotted towards the nursery
door,
wide "
" Ride
But
not
must
calling
which of
out
course
" Wide.!
meant
ride
poor
go
Baby !
this
confess
she
time
that
she
was
and
cried
loudly after
away, till I
" Who will
house ?" ar
the carriage drove
Nurse
Karen
ride to the
id took
said,
miller's
Baby upon
her knee.
Baby forgot
her disappoint-
ment in an instant, for
to the miller's
favorite play.
Trot
trot
house
Riding
was
trot
they went at a fine
Nurse Karen
pace,
her
Away
while
sang
Ride, and ride away
Till we reach the miller's house;
No one is at home,
But a morsel of a mouse.
The miller grinds the corn
For
Bobby and for Sue
The rooster flaps his wings,
Singing' Cock-a-doodle do!' "
BABY'S
RIDE.
i. '
RIDING TO THE MILLER'S HOUSE.
You
end of
Nurse
may
imagine
ong
Karen
was
flapped
that
jolly,
the
for
her arms
against
as much
she cou]
her
like
Id.
a rea
Baby
and crox
1 rooster
enjoyed
ved
THE
GRATEFUL
SPARROW.
iv'i
'Jl I I
IN THE STALL.
THE
GRATEFUL
SPARROW.
Bobby had
But although
stopped h
it should
was a goo<
Now
Nurse K;
forefinger,
had
the
the earache.
pain
e had to lie still
begin
had
lest
again ;
time for a story.
you shall
aren,
hear,
putting up
" now
you
said
her
shall
hear how kind two friends were
to each
other,
though one was
and the other little.
" The big horse was standing
quietly in his
thinking
stall,
going
resting, and
sleep,
when suddenly he heard a whirr
of wings, and the next moment
a tiny sparrow
perched on
edge of his manger.
THE
GRATEFUL
SPARROW.
" Chee chee! How hungry
am!'
' Your
chirped
the wee thing.
manger is so full,
dear,
won t
you
have some of your oats?
little
one
there
will
little
grain
for
or
)lentl
you- more than yoi
me !
two;
y lef
i can
And the sparrow hovered
the
tempting
oats,
looking
Dob-
t me
Such
Just
and
t for
eat.'
over
g up
coaxingly at the big horse.
'
bird,'
We
Take all
said
you wish, little
Dobbin kindly.
may both feast, and there
will still :
Then
and
till
)e some left.
the two
friends
delicious
they both
ate
oats
were satisfied.
" By and by the summer came.
Even in
very hot, and
dim
oh!
stable it was
how trouble-
some
flies
were.
Dobbin had no rest from
stinging and
biting.
Poor
their
But one
day he heard a whirr of wings,
and the next moment his little
friend
Sparrow perched on the
edge of his manger.
"'I
this time,
chee
not
come
she chirped.
No,
indeed.
get my own living in tl
mer
time.
show what
But
now
begging
'Chee!
I can
he sum-
I will
can do for you.
" Then you should have seen
how the sparrow
and
flies.
how
she
And
darted
about
snapped
every day through
the whole summer the sparrow
came and
ing flies s
hurt
and
caught
torment-
o that they could
tease
Dobbin
not
any
more.
t
*
WHAT
THE
CAT
SAID.
L
WHAT
THE
CAT
SAID.
Bobby
Baby
and
Sue
and
had had their tea, and
was now almost bedtime.
What
Bobby ? "
Bobby
flat on
shall
asked
had th
floor,
play,
Sue.
.rown
and
himself
lay there
lazily stretched out.
said he.
said he.
just
don't feel
like
" It's warm
had
tea,
playing,"
and I've
and
feel
lazy and sleepy.
Aha!"
" that
said."
" What
story,
said Nurse Karen,
just
cat ? "
story !
what
and
said
"Oh
Bobby
and Sue together.
" Not much of a story,
Karen ;
rhyme
Off wi
and
"but
funny
written by a great
th
will
your
tell
clothes,
you
about
said
little
man.
now,
Sthe
I cat as soon as you are in bed."
ja
WHAT
THE
CAT
SAID.
very
children ,
Now
said
Nurse
little
while
were ready.
you
shall
hear
Karen:
The sun in the west
Was sinking to
rest,
Four big bits of fish
Cut up on a dish,
found
cook's
pantry
shelf
When the lazy
Half-asleep on
the mat,
Began thus to talk to herself.
" Two fat tender mice,
And cream sweet and nice,
good
meal.
Now,
But
not a bit hungry
lazy
and
feel
sleepy and
very well fed,
The cat said."
~
THE
STORY
THE
TWO
DOGS.
THE
STORY
OF
THE
.TWO
DOGS.
Bobby and Sue had been in
the
house
of the rain.
day
account
They had had all
the old toys down from the top
shelf
played(
think
what
Kare
with
of the toy closet, and had
d
everything
of, and
were
next when
came
into
they
could
wondering
Nurse
nursery
Baby.
" Oh!
us something
couldn't
little
you
you
play
with
while ?"
This
know
Nur-se
things
busy
, children,
Karen.
ready for
time,
answered
mus
the
get
night
now
" But I
and
Dogs,
can
sing
can play
If you
and
'The
wish.
shall ride on the rockin
and
tie
dog.
Sue
dog,
" O,
shall
and I
goody !"
3obby
said
work,
Two
Baby
horse,
the
the
lit-
big
Bobby
" and what shall we do? "
" You must be
then do
just as
chained, and
song
tells
you.
When
Baby
they
on
were
the
horse
ready
and
play,
N ursie,
Sue ;
Bobby
and
Sue
chained
THE
STORY
THE
TWO
DOGS.
window
seat
Nurse
Karen sang:
a big horse
and a child
is astride,
The
bigger
dog
barks with
very loud noise,
'Bow,
wow,
wow
And where, and oh
where
shall
little one ride ?
"Away to the palace
gallops
afar,
And out to the park
where the royal
dogs are.
There under
a bench, gnaw-
ing hard at their chain,
They bark and they growl and
then both bark again.
" The little
dog barks in a fine
little voice,
Sue
"fine little voice
such a funny little
Nurse
finish
while
wow!'
Karen
song
was
squeak, that
could
for
Bobby's "
was as noi
scarcely
laughing;
Bow,
wow,
and gruff
as any one could wish to
hear.
'Bow-wow-wow !'
,,,
FEEDING
THE
BIRDS.
FEEDING
THE
BIRDS.
Sue
window
stood
watching
snowflakes.
there
Papa
was
the
the
nursery
falling
had
big
said
snow-
storm.
Karen, everything is white
now,
and
so deep!
And,
some bird
So?"
she
snow
Do come
Karen!
, too.
said
getting
and
there
Nurse
went
see!
are
Karen,
window.
" Then you have the little win-
ter
love
birds
then
Amlerica ?
much
Norway,
and our little children are very
kind to them."
"What do the children do?"
asked Sue.
" That
story,
said
shall
you
Nurse
hear
Karen
tak-
ing Sue in her lap.
" It was a
bitterly cold win-
ter, and everything was covered
with
girl
day
snow
named
crumbs
poor
gcet
over
and
Inga,
bread
the s
hungry
little
used
and
every
scatter
now for
birds.
would fly down in great
about
nearly froze
her.
I nga's
as she
icy wind
stood
but
shb
They
flocks
hands
there
e was
so happy that she never thought
the cold.
" Inga's
father
and
mother
were glad to see that their little
daughter
thoughtful
her father
do that, Ir
"'Oh!'
much
was
for
said,
iga ?'
said
snow
so
the
'W
Inga,
that
kind
birds,
hv do
and
but
you
'there is
birds
can find nothing to eat.
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FEEDING
THE
BIRDS.
"' Yes;
sibly
feed
but you cannot pos-
them
all,'
said
her
father.
" Little
said
'No
but
Inga
smiled
can't feed
and
them
there
many other little chil-
dren all over the world
have
some
bread
give-
them ?"
After
that
Sue
used
often
S-5
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y.<-- r^^^
who will
them.
like to feed
And so, father,
give
crumbs
birdies here, and
other
children
give
crumbs
other
places,
the
dear
little birds will be fed,
won't they, father ?'
" And
whole
that
the
story,
believe,
concluded
Karen.
Sue looked up into her face,
and then ran
towards
the win-
dow.
" O,
Nursie !"
said
" the birds are here yet.
she,
May
HELPING INGA FEED THE BIRDS
to scatter crumbs on the snow,
and liked to call it helping Inga
feed the
birds.
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CHRISTMAS
RIDDLE.
CHRISTMAS
RIDDLE.
Listen, listen, children dear,
Now a riddle you shall hear.
As you hear it ponder well,
See who can
the answer tell.
There's a tree so dear to all,
-J
Sometimes
large
and
some-
times small.
Forests may be dull and drear,
This
tree
a-bloom
with
cheer.
Fresh
and
green
branches
show
Though
world
white
with snow.
Birdies find a shelter warm
'Mong its boughs
from wintry
storm.
Trunk it has, but has no roots,
Yet
bears
most
wondrous
fruits.
Some delicious are and sweet;
Some no one could ever eat.
CHRISTMAS
RIDDLE.
'Uvt/ondrous %oo .
Fruits ._-:
All the fruit is in
its prime .,,
At one certain happy t "
time. .-
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Oh
what
Joy
and
mirth
abound
Where
this
wondrous
tree
found
'Round it pretty
'Tis
Can
a joy
the c
you t
old
children
tell
ongs
and
sung
young.
's special
its name
tree
me ?
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THE BABIES' CORNER.
NEW
DAY.
WOULD
GENTLEMAN.
MY
NEW
DAY.
To-day
In
To
this
do
has
new
with
come
day
and
will
earnest
mind
Whatever
all
try
my
my
work
work
r best
entleness
find.
and
play
to-day
speak,
For
And
others
'joy
whole
seek.
day
ong
keep
I'll try
Ly spirit
with
true,
purpose
strong,
And
deeds
love
WOULD
Oh
One
And
Is to
BE i
would 1
without
way,
each
GENTLEMAN.
allo
they
gentleman,
v;
say,
day
gentlemanly
boy.
SANTA'S
REPROOF.
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SANTA'S
(Before
REPROOF
Christmas.)
"Hurrah
think
hurrah
said r
old
begin
Christmas
nerry
little
Santa
time,
Jack.
Claus
will
soon
pack.
hope
he'll
bring
a lot
things,
espe-
cially
for me,
And
stockin
top
as full
But
then,
stockings
don't
as ful
hold
can
much;
they're
too
small,
declare!
giant
Now
He
Jimi
hangs
stocking we
my Jenkins
would
has a
grandma's
grand.
S
plan
stockings
get
up.
wish
a good
But
had
a pair.
supply:
I'm
afraid
try,
SANTA'S
REPROOF.
For Santa might forget,
you
see,
with so much on his mind,
And
leave
grandma' s
things
which
should
hate
to find.
Perhaps a case for spectacles, a cap and darning ball,
pincushion,
neckerchief,
little shoulder shawl.
yes
know
things that
each year;
kind
grandma gets
And
though
well,
they
they'd
suit h,
make
er very
boy
feel
last, one
glee,
suits:
queer.
day, Jack
have a plan
said with
that
On
Christmas
Eve
hang
both
new
long
rubber
boots.
(Christmas Eve.)
Well
Christmas
Eve came on apace;
and
over all the land
The children
hung
their stockings up.
And
Jack, as
had
planned,
Hung up his great long rubber boots; then v
With only selfish, greedy thoughts still in his
vent away to bed
little
head.
And when the children all had gone to slumberland away,
Then merrily did Santa Claus jump in his loaded sleigh.
SANTA'S
REPROOF.
"Get up, my little reindeer, now!
Bestir your tiny hoofs!
Now gallop at your swiftest pace till we're among the roofs.
A bound, a whizz, a whirr
and then beside a chimney top,
In less time than it takes to wink, these
knowing reindeer stop;
For
they
shod
with
shoes and run at fairies
Else
how
night
could
leave
Santa
gifts
fairy
pace,
one
every
place ?
Thus speeding on, the rein-
deer
reached
that sheltered
the roof
Jack,
And
Santa
knowing
something
Claus,
look,
from
with
drew
his
pack.
A cloud came o'er his jolly face, so ruddy and
so 'glad.
"This
kind
work,
" he
sighed,
"that
makes
body
sad.
But still,
really must try my little friend to cure,
For greediness is such a fault
and one I
can't endure.
I know it's not quite delicate-the way that I
But
have planned-
'tis a way the little chap will surely understand.
And though I give him all the toys
can from out my pack,
He'll know
greediness.
6
Poor, foolish little
Jack! "
Then down into the chimney-pop!
and up and out-and then
The reindeer, Santa Claus and all were on their way again.
SANTA'S
REPROOF.
(Christmas M'Iorning.)
Ho, ho!
the merry Christmas shouts, the racket and the noise
As all the stockings are unpacked by eager girls and boys.
Jack tumbled out of bed in haste and to the chimney ran
the splendid lot of toys
he'd gained by hi
new plan.
Right eagerly he plunged his hand into the boot with glee,
And pulled out never would you
guess!--a great big
paste-
board
"What's
that
for?"
wondered
little
Jack;
"well,
see
and by;
And
then
hand
brought from
boot a great
big
paste-
board
" Perhaps
some
new
game!"
said
Jack,
puzzled
could be;
"I'll try again!
and next he got a great big pasteboard
The
letters,
sprawled
upon
the
floor,
too
plainly
spelled
word -
The strangest gift from Santa Claus of which
ever heard!
SANTA'S-
REPROOF.
Jack
looked
and
looked;
then
once
came
into
mind
Just why old
Santa Claus had left these letters three behind.
So Jackie sadly turned away, repentant and ashamed;
But, looking toward his other boot, he suddenly exclaimed:
"Why
that boot's full of
toys and things !-oh, Santa
Claus,
To give me
you dear!
something, after all, besides those letters queer!"
And
now
I've told
Christmas tale and
kept
no sad
truth
back,
That children may a warning take from greedy little
Jack,
And hang their stockings with content however small they be,
That Santa never more may need to use those letters three.
THE
SEASONS.
January, February,
Winter
months
are they;
Then comes on
springtime -
March
, Apri
May.
June,
gust,
Thus tl
summer
speeds
Next we gre
et the au-
tumn
Gay
1
September
eads.
October and Novem-
ber
Follow
train
Then
with
white
December
Winter
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THE
STORY
BABY
SHIRT.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY'S
SHIRT
field
the
flaxplant
grew,
Decked with blossoms brightly
blue;
And the flax all
Laid
fibres
summer
straight
long
and
strong.
and
reapers
there
Gathered all the flax with care;
And the spinner said with glee,
" Here at last is work for me."
Then the
spinning-wheel went
round
With
busy
whirring
Changing, changing as
All the flax to linen
Then
weaver
sai(
sound,
it sped
thread.
i with
glee,
" Here at
All this t
last is work for me;
read
will
combine
Into
linen
soft
and
fine.
THE
STORY
BABY S
SHIRT.
loom
the
threads
placed,
ossed
shuttle
through
umIHR
== dlip^ 0^
Treading
too
with
busy
feet,
Till
Then
web
the
was
merchant
complete.
with
light
Bought
linen
fine
and
white
shop
And
linen
Sweb
soon
unrolled,
was
sold.
Some
the
Baby's
mother
bought,
Then
with
tender
loving
thought
Shaped
Set
So
Baby's
shirt
small,
witi
the
love
little
Ready
But
Not
the
shirt
stitches
Baby
story
thing
Baby
here
dear
true
knew!
haste,
THE
STORY
BABY'S
BLANKET.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY'S
BLANKET
Once
On
Out
little
sunny
among
Took
Little 1
In ti
ti
h
ambs
field
Baby,
day,
ie daisies
appy way.
were frisking
s so green,
While the fleecy mothers
All
For
rest
while
Played
and
wern
the
seen.
Baby
played
and
played;
Then
In
he
the
Soon a
and
pleasant
heep
caim
rested
shade.
e near him,
Growing very bold,
And
To
this
the
wondrous
Baby
story
told:
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THE
STORY
BABY
BLANKET.
" Baby's
Socks
Winter
And
And
Warm
Once
On
" And
For
These
By
Such
That
Did
Not
little
and
cap
his
the
his
were
e
cosey
also
v-
ball
ens
afghan
soft
were
k of
:bed
friends, t
wondrou
e Baby
fine,
growing
mine
blankets,
sleep,
given
:he
s
sheep.
story
heard
Id it?
word!
blanket,
I worsted
and mitt
flannels ,
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pretty;
and
wool
bac
and
his
the
understar
single
1
soft
THE LITTLE STRANGER.
THE
STORY
BABY'S
COTTON
GOWN.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY'S
COTTON
GOWN.
Sing ho
for the planter
Who planted the cotton,
Sing ho! for the sunny fields
Where it did grow!
Sing ho! for the workers
Who gathered the treasure
From all the big buds
As they burst with its snow!
Sing ho
the good spinner
Whose busy wheel turning
Then spun out the cotton
To thiead strong and thin
THE
STORY
BABY S
COTTON
GOWN.
Sing
ho!
Who
Within
Oh
Sing i
Who
To mai
In ci
Sing he
And
For
In
for the
wove
their
great
weaver
n together
loom -
clatter and
! for the
sold
ny
ty
}l
din
merchant
new
cotton
a mother
and
town.
for the
babie
baby is
a new
mothers
together,
; dressed
cotton
gown.
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THE
STORY
BABY S
SHOES.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY
SHOES.
'Mong the
Nibbling,
Lived
mountains far away,
browsing
kid
with
the day,
fine
soft
skin
Good
shoes
farmer,
Sent
Then
kid
for
first,
Babykin.
with
Baby's
tanner
speed
need :
tanned
skin
For the
sake
Babykin.
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TAPFEG t'-"-?'
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Clip
cobbler
shears
did
Clip
clip
clip
round
top
1
THE
STORY
BABY S
SHOES.
So he cut the leather thin
Shaping shoes for
Tap!
tap
tap
Stitch and stitch
Babykin.
upon the last;
so strong and
fast;
Thus the cobbler made the skin
Into shoes for
And when Ba
Babykin.
Iby's toes
peeped
through
Dainty socks of
pink and blue,
Kid shoes, shiny, soft and thin,
Mamma bought for
Babykin.
'ta/f
THE
STORY
BABY'S
SASH.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY'S
SASH.
Grandmamma
has
brought
gift
Beautiful
Such
We
"No
as may
a dainty
must
thank
be-
silken
her,
sash
Baby.
,"said Grandmamma,
From the
"Thank
Merchant
not,
"for I
bought it.
the
Mer-
chant said,
"'Twas the
" Thanks
Weaver brought it.
me !"
Weaver
cried
can
Twas
And t
To th
Many
scarce
the
did
believe
Dyer
but
: Dyer,
thanks
gave
weave
then,
it!
the
it."
silk,
we'll
bestowing
THE
STORY
BABY
SASH.
" For the sash/
Why,
gave
naught
But its colors glowing.
"Nor
your
thanks
long,"
Quickly said the Spinner
" But I
Who sA
think I
would b
know the one
e their winner.
" All the silken thread so fine-
Listen now I
found it
In a Silkworm's small
And
cocoon,
from there unwound it
Here, then, was the sash begun;
So, though strange it may be,
'Twas the Silkworm, after all,
Gave the sash to
Baby.
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THE
STORY
BABY
MUG.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY'S
MUG.
Silver comes tc
Silver mug and
Sing a son
Baby soon -
ilver spoon:
of silver!
With a mountain first begin,
Where the silver hid
Sing a song of
Dull and
rough
within:
silver
rocks
Who
pear;
would
here?
think
treasure
Sing a
Sing
song of
mines
silver !
dark
night,
Sing the miner's little
Sing a song of
light:
silver
Digging, digging, day by day,
So the miner works away:
Sing a song of
silver
THE
STORY
BABY S
MUG.
Swinging, from
the
mines
low,
Up the loaded baskets go:
Sing a song of
silver
Sing the fire's flash and roar,
Silver
gleams
melting
ore:
Sing a song of
silver
Silver sleeping in the mould,
And the rest is quickly told
Sing a song of
silver
Shapen is the silver soon-
Silver mug or silver spoon:
Sing a song of
silver!
THE
STORY
BABY
PLATE.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY
PLA
TE.
Near
and
away
The
Til
And
Potter
the fin(
this fir
Then, wit
Measured
Softened
Mixed ai
oiled
sought
g
had
iest.
h c
finer
areful
marl
with
nd ground,
and
clay
found,
ground.
hand,
sand
water,
then
and ground
again.
Ready
Tough
then
and
Till beside
Where he
, the clay
plastic
s wheel
lay,
he stood
shaped
would.
Swift
Shaping
whe(
vase
Potte
Shaping pitcher,
When they all
Then
-I
he dried
el
did
turn,
or urn;
:r, early, late,
cup or plate.
were done,
each one;
est
Qi.
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THE
STORY
BABY S
PLATE.
Packed
Harder
ovens
still
Harder
While,
Faithful n
all, to
the clay to
grew
both
men t
bake-
make.
clay,
night and
day,
fires fed,
Kept them glowing fiercely red.
When
Firm
'Neath
the clay
and
the
hard
Potter
had
grown
is stone
hand
there
grew
Other
wonders
strange
and
new.
Dipped
glazing white
Soon
the ware shone
bright
Decked
with
patterns
gilt
and
gay
One
could
clay!
Furnace h
Hardened
scarcely
teat again
and
Finished was the labol
There was
Baby's
think
then
r great--
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THE
STORY
BABY
BREAD.
THE
ST
ORY
OF
BABY
BREAD.
mo/ler
Help,
speaks.)
Neighbors,
help
For our bread, good Neighbors,
Please
Help,
Drive
Keep
Make
the
th(
Drive,
Speed,
Sow the
lend
your
Neighbors,
Plowman,
Splowshare
2e
M
Speed,
Grind.
wheat
field
Plowman,
Farmer, s
heat and
[iller send
Farmer,
Miller,
labors
help!
drive!
steady,
I ready
drive
Speed
tend
it--
soeed
grind
mill-stream's power
Grind
Grind,
wheat
Miller,
flour-
grind!
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THE
STORY
BABY
BREAD.
Haste,
Baker,
haste
Here's t
Sift and
H aste,
(The
Se
0
flour- take
mix
and
Baker
neighbors sp
:e, Mother,
ur labors g
I bake it-
haste!
H ere
Se<
's the bread you wanted -
e
Mother,
(The
mother
speaks
again.)
Thanks,
Baby
too,
Many than
N neighbors, thanks
un-knowing,
ks is owing -
Thanks,
Neighbors,
thanks
;eak.)
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THE
STORY
BABY
PLAY-THINGS.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY'S
PLAY-THINGS.
Ivory
Rin
canl
a stran
thing
That
perhaps
you
don't
know
Bul
In
- a long
an Ele
ivory
tim
.phant'
grow.
e ago
tusk
did
this
Said
With
If
Yo
new
Noah's Ark
animals
your wooden
u.
must
"Hark
toys
thank
please,
good
Trees,
For they
make
Said
" Yes
For
Gave
and
give
wood
such things as these.
Rubber
that
Tree
sap
Ball
is not
away
- SO
they
say-
make
soft
rubber
wee
Babies
play.
t
THE
STORY
BABY S
PLAY
-THINGS.
Said
"And
'Twas
Me at
And t
IT
:he
little
now
the
Pail
a tale
Miner who
found
first underground,
he
ie
Tinsmith
so shiny
who
and
made
round
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THE WORD
FR ABAY
if*l, ~ _
Said
the
pretty pink
Shell
" Many things
the
Where
And
who
Bab
All
And
And
One
y
wonderful
home
queer
once 1:
dear,
mankind
the Cre
the Ear
. and all
the Bab*
could
Sea
used
little
ived
is true
works
creature
in me
for you
atures and
andi
Trees,
Seas,
give up something
y
please.
"r^~~, '\, ^S
I*
* ''.
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THE
STORY
BABY S
PICTURE-BOOK.
THE
ST
ORY
OF
BABY
PICTURE-
BOOK.
One d;
And
man
They
a
SI
wha
whc
busy
called
And all t
He could xw
Most cur
Cats. kitten
Birds
Hens, c
Alnd
went
It did
was
could
1him
hat
4ith
mingly
and
butterflies,
chickens and
flowers and
strolling
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THE
STORY
OF BABY
PICTURE--BOOK.
And
house
and
church
And
sun
moon
and
stars
And
sailboats and
And
engines
and
steamships,
cars.
And
people and
At work
This Artist
and
could
children,
play,
draw
a wonderful
way
And
why was
From
working
morning till
night?
Why,
just
make
pictures
For
Baby's
delight!
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THE
STORY
BABY S
CRIB.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY'S
CRIB.
There once was a
Tree,
Baby
dear,
And it grew and grew
Till the sky so blue
Seemed right at
top, Baby
dear.
Man
brought
ax, Baby
dear,
And
chopped
and
chopped
Till the branches dropped
And crash!
fell the tree, Baby
dear.
Away to
Did
the
the
, Baby
dear,
Tree go then,
And the busy
Men
Sawed it up into boards, Baby
dear.
THE
STORY
BABY'S
CRIB.
The
Carpenter
worked,
Baby
dear
With a
saw again,
And his hammer and plane,
And
made
dear.
you
a Crib,
Baby
Papa
brought
horne,
Baby
dear:
And so, from the
There has come,
Tree
you see,
Your
own
little
Crib,
Baby
dear!
THE
STORY
BABY
PILLOW.
THE
STORY
OF
BABY
PILLOW
These at
put
The
se are
low
This
All t
:he
the
Eggs
that were
in a nest;
the
down
the
living in
. you
Sto b
the
dling
up
Here's
Goslings
in yel-
drest.
Farm-yard
where,
peace,
lings
grew
Geese.
Goos
e-family
wad-
about
procession
walk
This
is the
" Every
Now
has
they
always
out.
Farmer
who
said,
Goose
some
feathers
ready for use.
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THE
STORY
BABY
PILLOW.
This
the
Farmer's
Wife,
plucking with care
All of
feathers
Geese
can well spare.
This
the
Pillow
Mer-
chant displayed
the
feathers
finest
made.
Goose-
This is the Mother who put on
its case,
Laid
the wee
Pillow
away
its place.
This
the Crib with
fur-
nishings white,
This the dear
Baby who
bids
you
" Good-night."
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ELSA'S
DOLLY.
ELSA'S
DOLLY
"WV hat is it, my darling?
Why do you
cry ?
happily
mother,
window.
though
with
putting
On the
apron up to
would
limp 1
you
Nero,"
P her
were p
called
head
lawn stood a little
her
break.
body of
eyes,
From
a doll,
crying as
one
while
laying
little
out
tag so
Elsa's
of the
girl with her
if her heart
hand
hungo
u
the
romping
dog stood
waggin
his tail and looking
as if eager to have the fun begin again.
But
N ero's
fun
had caused great
grief
Elsa, and when
voice
Julie
she
sobbed
she
out,
bitten her head
heard
her
"Nero
mother's
has
bitten
dreadfully!"
"Julie's
shame
any
head
But,
harm.
, my precious?
dearie
Dogs
Nero!
didn't
don't
mean
understand
about dollies.
Bring Julie in and let me
Elsa went into the hou
her.
while Nero strayed off
to the
kitchen door and laid himself
down in the sun.
Ah
what a beauty poor
Julie
had been,
with her beautiful
wax
could
head
open
crowned
and
with
shut!
golden
Elsa
curls!
used
And
put
her
her
eyes,
sleep
that
and
ELSA'S
DOLLY.
wake
her again
many
times
a day,
just
pleasure
seeing the sweet
blue eyes close and
then open again.
Could
that
delightful
Julie
touch
this
being
nicely
then
paint, so
happiness
mother
her
lips
that the
was
and
face
end ?
Elsa's
cheeks
looked
mother
and
But
first
eyebrow
smiling
what
washed
had
and
rosy
as before;
last of
and
all, the
next
, the yellow hair was
head was
fastened
on;
brushed
and
and
there was
curled;
Julie as
fresh
and
When
soft
glance
sweet
Elsa
and
as ever.
took
Elsa
her, Julie's
eyes
turned
upward
with
cried
mamma
She
well
again -
She
has
opened
her
eyes
you
Now
must
put
her
to sleep.
What a good
mamma
are!
"But
little
will
Julie
He
never
is a fine
Nero
old
play
with
you
fellow to play with
again,
little
poor
girls;
but he is too rough for dollies, isn't he?
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THE
ENDLESS
STORY.
THE
tiny
ENDLESS
drop
STORY
water
Within
coaxing
And
bore
ocean
sunbeam
her
caught
away;
her
Up,
With
up and
I gentle r
higher
notion
still they
soft
and
slow.
little
Upon
But i
As
And
clouc
the
soon
cold
cried
azure
fell
the wirn
and
sleeping
sky;
a-weeping
d rushed by,
cried
herself
away-
was
The
a very
little
rainy
raindrop
day
sinking
Ran
And
trickling
root
through the
:lets drinking
ground,
country
round;
But
some
" We'll
with
farther
laughing
go;
and
murmur
on they
said,
sped.
THE
ENDLESS
STORY.
little
The
spring
moss
came
and
ferns
dripping
among,
silver
went tripping
An
And
Until
singing
calling
sweet
others
rolled a
along,
its side,
river's
tide
And
with
last
"Then
ocean
waters
story
blending
run.
ending? "
Why,
no!
just
begun -
For
the ocean
before,
The drop
water
once
more.
THE
EMPTY
BIRD-HOUSE.
THE
EMPTY
BIRD-HOUSE.
I.- The Little Boy Wonders.
wonder
why
the
birds
won't
come
And live in their nice little
'Twas
really
know -
built
home.
them,
You
know,
mamma,
you
told
so--
It's snug and pretty as can be
And
why
they don't
come, I
can't
see.
"WHY DON'T THE BIRDIES COME, MAMMA?"
" They know we haven't any cat,
So they can't be afraid of that
And nobody would harm them here,
For we all love the birdies dear-
It's surely safe as safe can be;
And why they don't come,
can't
see.
" What feasts of
crumbs I'd often give
If they would but come here to live,
And water always fresh and clear
Is in the lovely lake so near;
Just what they like i
here,
you
see
Whatever can the trouble be ?"
THE
EMPTY
BIRD-HOUSE.
- The Little Bird
Explains.
"O!
such a pretty house,
I know!
My mate and
would love to go
And live in it the whole year long
And pay the rent with sweetest song
It's snug and pretty as can be;
BUT
-it's too near the nursery!
"Why, every morning, noon and night
The noise would drive us crazy quite.
So empty must the
For not a bird in al
bird-house stand,
1 the land
Would ever come in it to stay
While there's such crying
every day.
"It isn't both the little boys,
But only
one
makes such a noise.
They
say
five
years
old
and
more -
"BUT IT'S TOO NEAR THE NURSERY!"
But if
you chanced to
hear him roar
Whenever he is washed each day,
'A
bzt,
bzg
you would say.
" And crying at hi
bath
A bird
Thinks that of all things most absurd.
Why!
any birdie, children dear,
Would be ashamed to shed a tear
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THE
EMPTY
BIRD-HOUSE.
And so we couldn't bear,
you
see,
To live so near this nursery.
" We wouldn't mind the happy noise
Of fifty little girls and boys -
We love to hear them laugh and play;
But naughty
screams drive us away.
So if you wish to win the birds
Keep back the angry cries and words.
"And we will surely find it out
As we go flying all about,
And gladly will we flutter near
When only pleasant sounds
we hear,
And then
some day
perhaps
you'll
The bird-house will not empty be.
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WISE
FELLOW.
WISE
FELLOW.
Buttercup yellow,
You're a gay fellow!
Does
she
like
butter ?
You
must
now
show.
Don't make a blunder!
I'll hold you under -
Right
underneath
her
chin.
There
you
are-- so!
Yes, it
yellow !
, you wise fellow
She does
like butter-but how
did you know ?
DOES SHE LIKE BUTTER?
BABY WANTS TO PLAY.
LITTLE
BOY'S
JOKE.
LITTLE
BOY'S
JOKE.
A hungry old spider, her web all complete,
Was
waiting
one
morning
something
eat.
Far back in the corner,
She hid herself thinking
so cunning and sly,
, "A bug or a fly,
Or some other insect will soon pass this way,
have him for dinner
So there sat the spider,
- I'm hungry to-day.
with sharp appetite,
Far back in the corner, away out of sight.
Not very long after she felt the web shake,
And went in a hurry, her dinner to take.
A big fellow
surely
I'll have a great feast,
He'll do for a dinner and breakfast at least."
The hungry old spider, so cruel and sly,
Now reached the web center-but what did she spy?
No poor little insect is caught in her snare,
'Twas only a
rose
she found hanging there.
And
just at that minute a little boy spoke:
"Aha
you old spider!
I've played you a joke!"
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