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INTERXATIOXAL ED UCATI OX SERIES
THE SOXGS X^J) MUSIC

OF FRIEDRICH FROEBEL'S
MOTHER PLAY
(ilUTTER UND KOSE LIEDER)
SOXGS XEWLY TRANSLATED

AND FURNISHED ^YITR NEW JIUSIC
PREPARED AXD ARRANGED BY
SUSAX E. BLOW
Deep meaning oft lies hid in childish play"

SCHIULEK
NEW YORK AND LONDON

D. APPLETON AND COMPANY
Coi'vr.iciiT, 1R05.
^y 1). APi'Li'/roN AND co:\rpAtf:-.
Printed iv the United States of America

EDITOR'S PEEFACE.
The publishers have divided this work of

Froebel in order to bring it into volumes of
convenient size. The edition of Wichard Lange
and the former English translations have the
form and style of a music book. In separating
the contents for this division, the mottoes, com-
mentaries, and mother communings have been
placed in the first volume, which may be called
the Mother's volume. The songs and music are
reserved for the present volume, which is the
Children's volume. What it contains is suitable
for children's ears and voices.
As already mentioned in the preface to the
first volume, the illustrations are reproduced
from the large and well-executed cuts of the
Wichard Lange edition, long since out of print,
and now very procure even from an
difficult to
antiquarian bookstore. The pictures in that edi-

tion are large enough (0 by 9 inches) to show
the minute details. In order to preserve these
details the publishers of the present edition
(size of page 3-k by 5 inches) have been at the
pains of repeating and enlarging the parts of
vi EDITOR'S PREFACE.
certain of the pictures, making in some cases

two or three new pictures, and bringing out
what is obscure with greater distinctness than
is found even in the Lange edition. Inasmuch
as the cliiklren are expected to find all these par-
ticulars in their study of the illustrations, and
trace out the motives of the artist, this feature
of the work will be api)reciated by all kinder-
gartners.
The publishers have also enlarged the Lange
pictures to four times the size of the original, and
printed them on a series of charts for use in the
kindergartens, furnishing them at a moderate
price.
The new music herewith offered will justify
itself as a substitute for that. which has been dis-
carded.
I have already stated in my preface to the
former volume the reasons that have made it
desirable to obtain new and more poetic transla-
tions of these Froebelian songs. I have gone
"
so far as to say that most of the literal imita-
tions of Froebel's poetry have contributed in a
greater or less degree to ruin the poetic sense of
teachers and pupils." I believe that I shall be
sustained in this opinion by all kindergartners
possessed of genuine poetic taste, but I think
that the versions here offered will be found sure
to commend themselves to all who have a "lit-
erary conscience."
W. T. Harris.
Washington, D. C, October, 1S95.
MISS BLOWS PREFACE.
The poems in this volume are not literal

translations of tliose in the original Mother Play,
but attempts to cast Froebel's ideas into truly-
poetic form. A
few songs have been added, in
order to develop the thoughts suggested in some
of the more important plays, and a series of
Wandering Games has been given to illustrate
Froebel's method of genetic evolution. full A
account of the development of these games, un-
der Froebel's own guidance, will be found in the
Pedagogics of the Kindergarten, pages 24:7-254:.*
Since most of the melodies in the original
Mother Play have been condemned by competent
critics,new music is given in this volume. This
music consists in part of melodies written by
composers of acknowledged merit, and in part
of selections from folk-songs. A few of the best
melodies in the original Mother Play have been
retained, and, finally, some of the music of Karl
Reinecke has been used.
Grateful acknowledgments are due to Miss
Eleanor Smith, and to hîv publishers (Messrs.
Milton Bradley and Thomas Charles), for per-
* International Education
Series, vol. xxx.
vii
viii MISS BLOW'S PREFACE.
mission to use eiglit songs from Volume I and

one song from Volume II of her Songs for Little
Children. Miss Smith's books contain songs on
all the subjects omitted in this volume (Good
Morning Songs, Weather Songs, Songs of the

Seasons, Christmas, Easter, and Thanksgiving
Songs, Flower Songs, Gift Songs, Patriotic Songs,
etc.) and I earnestly hope that her interest in
;
and generosity toward the Mother Phiy may in-

crease the intluence of her already well-known
and popular collections.
express my sincere thanks to
I desire also to
Mrs. Emily Huntington Miller for The Little
Maiden and The Stars and The Farmyard, as
well as for her kindness in adapting The Farm-
yard, by Mrs. Follen to Mrs. Eliot for The
;
Cuckoo, Hide and Seek, and The Child's Prayer;

to Miss M. J. Garland for the poem and music of
Play with the Limbs to Miss Kate L. Brown for
;
The Finger Piano, and for the use of The Little

Plant ;
to Miss Emilie Poulsson for permission
to use her poems Calling the Pigeons and The
Weathervane to Miss Elizabeth C. Le Bourgeois
;
for the poem of The Light-Bird to Miss Eleonore ;
Heerwart for the use of The Trees to Mr. W. L. ;
Tomlins for the use of Rippling, Purling Little

River to Oliver Ditson Co. for use of Butter-
;
flies; and to Mr. Fred. Field Bullard for gener-

ous help in the revision of music.
The folk-songs * in this collection were se-
* On pages 161, 162, 172, 174, 176, 186. 202, 204, 207, 209, 211,
217, 238, 240, 243, and 263. Mr. Bullard also wrote the accom-
paniments to the songs on pages 187, 188, 198, 236, 239, and 257.
MISS BLOW'S PREFACE. ix
lected and adapted to the poems by Miss Euphe-

mia M. Parker, and were arranged for the piano-
forte by Mr. Fred. Field Bullard. Of these songs
Mr. George L. Osgood writes as follows :
with genuine pleasure I have read the selection

It is
of folk-songs made by Miss Euphemia M. Parker and
arranged by Mr. Fred. F. Bullard. These quaint old
melodies, sprung from the heart of Nature hei'self, are
especially appropriate to the child life of the Froebel
verses. The selection shows rare taste and fine instinct,
and the accompaniments the trained musician's hand.
George L. Osgood.
Boston, Mass., 1895.
•
Miss Emilie Poulsson's charming volume of
Finger Plays is a valuable collateral to the
Mother Play. I would call particular attention
to The Little Men, The Little Plant, and A Little
Boy's Walk, as songs to be used in connection
with The Greeting, Naming the Fingers, The
Little Gardener, and The Pigeon House.
Susan E. Blow.
Cazexovia, N. Y., Nov. 2, 1895.
CONTEXTS.
PACK
Editor's Preface v
Preface by Miss Blow vii
POEMS AND PICTURES.

1. Play with the Limbs Emily Huntington Miller. 2
2. Falling Falling
! ! Emilie Pouhson. 6
'6. The Weather Vane Laura E. Richards. 7
4. The Weather Vane Emilie Pouhson. 8
5. All Gone !
Emily Huntington Miller. 10
6. Taste Song Nora Archibald Smith. 14
7. Flower Song Kate L. Brown. 15
8. Tick Tack
! !
9. blowing Grass Emilie Pouhson. 18
10. The Rhyme of the Bowl of Milk Emilie Pouhson. 20
11. Beckoning the Chickens Emily Huntington Miller. 24
12. Beckoning the Pigeons Emilie Pouhson. 28
13. Beckoning the Pigeons Emily Huntington Miller. 28
14. The Fish in the Brook Emily Hmtington Miller. 30
15. The Target Emily Huntington Miller.32
16. Pat-a-Cake 34
Emily Huntington 31iller.
17. Tiie Nest Emily Huntington Miller.38
18. The Flower Basket Emily Huntington Miller.42
19. The Pigeon House Emily Huntington Miller.44
20. Naming the Fingers Laura E. Richards. 46
21. The Greeting Emilie Pouhson. 50
22. The Family Emilie Pouhson. 52
23. The Family Emilie Pouhson. 54
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24. Numbering the Fingers Einilie Poulsson. GO
25. The Finger Piano Kate L. Broken. 63
26. Hapjiy Brothers and Sisters Laura E. Richards. 64
37. Child's Prayer Henrietta R. Eliot. 64
38. The Children on the Tower Laura E. Richards. 66
29. The Child and the Moon Laura E. Richards. 74
30. The CJhild and the Moon Emily Hunting to7i 3Iiller. 76
31. The Little P.oy and the IMoon.
Emilij Huntinyton Miller. 76
33. The Little Maiden and the Stars.
Emily Huntington Ililler. 78

33. The Light Bird Elizabeth Charless Le Bourgeois. 80
34. The Shadow Rabbit Laura E. Richards. 84
35. The Wolf Laura E. Richards. 90
36. The Wild Pig Laura E. Richards. 93
37. The Little Window Emily Huntington Miller. 94
38. The Little Window Laura E. Richards. 94
39. The Window &eorge Hyde Page. 96
40. The Cliarcoal Burner E77iily Huntington Miller. 98
4L The Carpenter Emilie Poulsson. 103
43. The Bridge Emilie Poulsson. 106
43. The Bridge Laura E. Richards. 108
44. The Farmyard Gate Emily Huntington Miller. 110
45. ""le Farmyard Gate.
Mrs. Follen, ada])ted by Emily Himtington 3Iiller. 113
40. The Garden Gate Emily Hmtington Miller. 114
47. The Little Gardener Lawa E. Richards. 116
48. The Wheelwright Emily Huntington Jlitler. 118
49. The Joiner Nora Archibald Smith. 124
50. The Knights and the Good Child.
Emily Huntingto7i Miller. 126
51. The Knights and the Bad Child.
53. The Knights and the Mother.
53. The Knights and the Mother.

54, Ilide and Seek Henrietta It. Eliot. 136
CONTENTS. xiii
PAGE
55. The Cuckoo ! Ilenrietta R. Eliot. 138
56. Tlie Toyman and the Maiden.
57. The Toyman and the Boy.. .Emily Huntington Miller. 144
58. The Church Laura E. Richards. 148
59. The Little Artist Emilie Poulsson. 152
SONGS AND GAMES.

1. Play with the Limbs Old English {17th Century). 161
2. Play with the Limbs Tyrolese Folk Song. 162
3. Falling! Falling! Fred. Field Bullard. 163
4. The Weather Vane George L. Osgood. 164
5. The Weather Vane.
^1/T. from Robert Kohl, hy Eleanor Smith. 164
6. The Trees Eleanor Heerwarf. 165
7. The Windmill Adolph Jemen. 166
8. Wind Song Eleanor Smith. 168
9. AllGone Fred. Field Bullard. 169
10. Taste— Guessing Game Fred. Field Bullard. 171
11. Flower Song Scotch Melody. 172
12. Flower Song Carl Reinecke. 173
13. Tick-Tack ! Carl Reinecke. 174
14. Tick Tack
! ! Eleanor Smith. 175
15. Mowing Grass Oerman Folk Song. 176
IV. W. Gilchrist. 177
16. Beckoning the Chickens
17. Beckoning the Pigeons.
Arr. from Carl Reinecke, by Eleanor Smith. 178
18. The Fish Brook.
in the
Arr. from Robert Kohl, by Eleanor Smith. 179
19. The Fish in the Brook.
Adapted from Johannes Brahms, by Eleanor Smith. 180
20. The Caterpillar Eleanor Smith. 181
21. Butterflies Elizabeth U. Emerson. 182
22. The Flying Bird W. W. Gilchrist. 183
23. The Target Fred. Field Bullard. 185
24. Pat-a-Cake Alsatian Folk Song. 186
25. The Mill Wheel Carl Reinecke. 187
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PAGE
26. The Farmer Swiss Folk Song. 188
27. The Bird's Nest.
An: from Rohert Kohl, hy Eleanor Smith. 190
28. In a Hedge Eleanor Smith. 191
29. The Bird's Nest W. W. Gilchrist. 192
30. What does Little Birdie say? Eleanor Smith. 193
31. Lullaby .' J. W. Elliott. 194
32. Bird Thoughts ir. Tr. Gilchrist. 197'
33. The Flower Basket i?. Kohl. 198

34. The Flower Basket Eleanor Smith. 200
35. The Pigeon House Bobert Kohl. arr. hy E. S. 201
36. Naming the Fingers French Folk Song. 202
37. The Greeting Scotch Folk So7ig. 204
"
38. Thumbs and Fingers say, Good Morning."
Eleanor Smith. -205
39. The Family W. W. Gilchrist. 206
40. The Family Euphemia M. Parker. 207
41. The Family Austrian Folk Song. 209
42. Numbering the Fingers ..French Folk Son,j. 211
Lullaby Peruvian Slumber Song. 212
43. Go to sleep, Thumbkin Eleanor Smith. 213
44. Five in a Row Carl Reinecke. 214
45. Finger Piano.
Arr. from Carl Reinecke, by Eleanor Smith. 216
46. The Happy Brothers and Sisters. .Old French Lullaby. 217
47. The Baby and the Moon Eleanor Smith. 218
48. look at the Moon ! ^Y.^V. Gilchrist. 220
49. The Jjittle Maiden and the Stars George L. Osgood. 221
50. The Child and the Star J. W. Elliott. 223
51. Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star J. W. Elliott. 223
52. Stars and Daisies Eleanor Smith. 225

53. The Light Bird.
Arr. from, Robert Kohl, by Eleanor Smith. 226
54. The Light Bird Eleanor Smith. 227
55. The Shadow Babbit Child Song (Old French). 228
56. The Little Window W. W. Gilchrist. 229
57. The Window Eleanor Smith. 231
58. Transformation Game Eleanor Smith. 232
CONTEXTS. XV
PAGE
59. The Charcoal Burner Fred. Field Bullard. 233
60. The Carpenter W. W. Gilchrist. 235
61. The Carpenter. .£". J/. Farker, arr. by F. F. Bullard.
. 236
62. The Bridge Eleanor Smith. 238
63. The Joiner Robert Kohl. 239
64. The Farmyard .French Folk Songa.
. . 240
65. The Garden Gate W. W. Gilchrist. 242
66. The Little Gardener Hungarian Folk Song. 243
67. The Little Gardener Carl Reinecke. 245
68. Little Annie's Garden .Eleanor Smith.
. . 246
69. The Little Plant ir. »'. Gilchrist.
'. . . 247
70. The Wheelwright Eleanor Smith. 248
7L The Knights and the Good Child Eleanor Smith. 250
72. The Knights and the Bad Child Eleanor Smith. 252
73. The Knights and the Mother Eleanor Smith. 254
74. The Knights and the Mother Eleanor Smith. 255
75. Hide and Seek After Haydn. 257
76. The Cuckoo Fred. Field Bullard. 258
77. Hiding Game Cart Reinecke. 259
78. Guessing the Singer Carl Reinecke. 260
79. The Church Eleanor Smith. 261
80. Wandering Song Old French Lullaby. 263
81. The Visit Carl Reinecke. 265
82. Wandering Song Fred. Field Bullard. 266
S3. Rippling, Purling Little River ir. W. Gilchrist. 268
SONGS AND PICTURES.
2
PLAY WITH THE LIMBS.
Up and down, and in and out.

Toss the little limbs about ;
Kick the pretty dimpled feet —

That's the way to grow, my sweet !
This way and that,

With a pat-a-pat-pat.
With one, two, three,
For each little knee.
By-and-bye, in work and play,

They 11 be busy all the day;
Wading in the water clear.

Running swift for mother dear.
So this way and that,
With a pat-a-pat-pat.
And one, two, three.
For each little knee.
Emily Huntington Miller.
FALLING! FALLING!
Down goes baby.

Mother's pet ;
Up comes baby,
Laughing yet.
Baby well may laugh at harm,
While beneath is mother's arm.
Down goes baby.

Without fear ;
Up comes baby,
Gaily here.
All is joy for baby while
In the light of mother's smile.
Emilie Poulsson.
THE WEATOKR-VANE.
"Weathercock, what makes you go

Round and round the whole day so ?
wind whirls me
'Tis the !
wind twirls me
'Tis the !
So to all the world I show

How the merry wind doth go.
Pretty kite, what makes you fly.
Up above the tree-tops high ?
wind lifts me
'Tis the !
wind drifts me
'Tis the !
Tosses me in merry play,

Here and there and every way.
Windmill, high on yonder hill,

What makes your sails go turning still ?
'Tis the wind loves them I
'Tis the wind moves them I
Helps them turn the mill-stones round.

So your meal and flour's ground.
The wind can do so many things,
The airy sprite on viewless wings :
It waves the bends the tree.

flag, it
It shakes our curls for you and me ;
And in our merry play we too.

Show all the things the wind can do.
Laura E. Richards.
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THE WEATHER-VANE.
This way, tliat way,

Turns the weather-vane;
This way, that way,
Turns and turns again.
Turning, pointing, ever showing.
How the merry wind is blowing.
Emilie Poulsson.
ALL GONEl
All gone the supper's gone

! !
White bread and milk so sweet.

For baby dear to eat.
All gone the suppers gone
! !
Where did baby's supper go ?

Tongue, you had a share, I know.
Little mouth, with open lips.
Through your rosy gate it slips.
Little throat, you know full well
Where it went, if you would tell.
Little hands, grow strong ;
Little legs, grow long ;
Little cheeks, grow red :
You have all been fed.

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TASTE SONG.
When the red lips open wide.

And you part the teeth inside.
Then a tiny door you show,
Where this little plum may go.
Now the pink tongue comes in haste.
All the pleasant juice to taste.
Ah, "tis very nice and sweet !
Fruit like this" is good to eat.
Bid good-bye to juicy plum

—
;
Let the sour apple come

Take a dainty little bite
From its cheek all red and white.

What a funny face you make ! .
How your little head you shake!

In your look I see confessed
That you like the sweet things best.
Now the bitter almond try,
Brown its shell, and hard and dry ;
Yet within, a kernel white

Shyly hides away from sight.
Yes, it draws the mouth a bit,
But it's wholesome, every whit.
Many bitter things you'll meet :
Time, perhaps, will make them sweet.

All the fruits and nuts, in turn.
Teach a lesson you may learn.
If a thing is ripe all through.
Then 'tis very good for you ;
But to eat the unripe things,

Sharpest pain ;ind trouble brings;
Though they look so fresh and fair.
Danger, dear, is hiding there.
Nora Archibald Smith.
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FLOWER SONG.
Smell the flower, my child, aud see

What its perfume tells to thee.
In its cup, so small and bright.
Safely hidden from our sight.
There an angel-spirit dwells.
And its message sweetly tells.
"
From my tender resting-place.
Little one with happy face,
I amtalking to thee, dear.
Though no voice my child may hear ;
But my perfume sweet will tell,
Little friend, I love thee well."
Kate L. Brown.
15
TICK! TACK!
Swing, swong this is the way

!
Goes the pendulum night and day.

"Tick! took! tick! tock!"
Never resting, says the clock.
"
Time for work and time for fun.
Time to sleep when day is done.
-
"
Tick tock
! Hear the clock
!
! :
"
Time to rest each little head ;
Time the children were in bed."
Swing, swong sure and slow

!
Goes the pendulum to and fro.

"Tick! tock! tick! tock!"
In the morning says the clock.
"
Time to wake from slumber sweet.
Time to wash and time to eat.
"
Tick tock
! Hear the clock,
!
" "
Tick, tack, tock ! it cries,
" "
Children, it is time to rise !
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17
MOWING GRASS.
Peter, Peter; quickly go

To the field the grass to mow ;
Juicy grass, aucl hay so sweet,

Bring them for the cow to eat,
Lina, Lina, milk the cow;
Good milk she will give us now.
Milk to drink, with rolls or bread.
Thus we little ones are fed.
Let us thank our friends, each one i
Peter, for the mowing done,

Lina, for the milking, too.
And for milk, good cow, thank you.
Thanks to all are gladly said :
Baker, thank you for the hread.

Thanks dear mother shall not miss.
Given with a loving kiss.
Emilie Poulsson.
19
THE RHYME OP THE BOWL OF MILK.
Oh, here is the milk, so sweet ancV white.
All ready for dear little baby !
This is the mother, who with delight

Poured into the bowl the milk so white.
All ready for dear little baby ! .
.
This is the milkmaid, who worked with a will
Her pail with the cow's good milk to fill.

To take to the mother, who with delight
Poured into the bowl the milk so white,
This is the cow that gave milk each day
To Molly the milkmaid, who worked with a will
Her pail with the cow's good nnlk to fill.

This is the dry and sweet-smelling hay
That was fed to the cow that gave milk each day
To Molly, the milkmaid, who worked with a will
Her paii with the cow's good milk to fill.
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This —
the grass (in the field it grew.
is
Helped by the sunshine, and rain, and dew) —

The grass that was dried into sweet- smelling hay.
And fed to the cow that gave milk each day
Her pail with the cow's, good milk to fill.
To take to the mother, who with delight ..
Poured into the bowl the milk so white,

Thisis the mower, who worked at the farm.
Swinging the scythe with his strong right arm.

Mowing the fields of grass that grew.
Helped by the sunshine, and rain, and dew
—
The grass that was dried into sweet-smelling hay.
And fed to the cow that gave milk each day
Her pail with the cow's good milk to fill.
Emilie Poulsson,
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BECKONING THE CHICKENS.
Tiny fingers in a row,

Beckon to tlie chickens — so.
Downy little cliickens dear.
"
Fingers say, Come here come here '^
! !
Chick! chick! chick! chick!

" "
Fingers say, Come here come here
! !
Pretty chickens, soft and small,

—
Do not fear we love yon all !
Emily Huntington Miller,
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BECKONING THE PIGEONS.
Call the pigeons, baby dear —

Beckon them to you ;
Hear them answer lovingly,

Coo-oo! coo-oo!.coo!
Emilie Poulsson.
See the pretty pigeons, coming, love, to meet

you!
Little dimpled hand, can you learn to say, "I
"
greet you ?
Bend the rosy fingers, wave them to and fro :
Pigeons, pretty pigeons, baby greets you so.
Smooth your shining feathers, spread your glossy

wings;
Baby loves to see you, gentle, fearless things.
Here isgrain to feed you, but, before you fly.
" "
Pigeons, pretty pigeons, baby says Good-bye !
28
THE FISH IN "THE BROOK.
Merky little fishes,

In the brook at play.
Floating in the shallows.
Darting swift away.
"
fishes, come and play with me
''
Happy little
" "
!
" can never be

No, O no ! the fishes say, that !"
Pretty bodies curving,

Bending like a bow,
Through the clear, bright water.
See them swiftly go.
" "
Happy little fishes, may we play with you ?
" " "
No, O no ! fishes say,
the,
that would never
do!"
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THE TARGET.
One piece this way.

And one piece that,
And a smooth little board
That is round and flat.
Drive in a peg
That will hold them well.
And here is a target.
Ready to sell !
" What costs " "

it ? Three halfpennies/'
"
That is too dear ;
Only two halfpennies

Have I here."
"
Three halfpennies is just enough —
One for the work and two for the stuff.
Three halfpennies the buyer must pay;
Who can not pay it must run away."
Emily Huntington Miller
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PAT-A-CAKE.
Come, my baby, you shall make

Mother dear a little cake.
Roll it this way, roll it that,
Pat the cake all smooth and flat
Mark it there, and mark it here —
;
There's a cake for mother dear.
Baker, your oven hot ?

is
Bake my cake, but burn it not.

Here's the oven, hot and ready.
Toss the cake in, straight and steady.
Bake it brown, and bring it here,
Baby's cake for mother dear.
Emily IIuntingtox Miller,
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THE NEST.
I
Here's a pretty cradle nest,

Snug, and warm, and round ;
Cuddled in the downy bed.

Little nestling birds we found.
" "
Stay stay
! the birdies say,
!
" "
Mother, do not fly away !
" so never fear

Dear, dear, !
Mother waits and watches near."

Peep peep
! Dear, so dear.
!
"
Hush, my babies, do not fear !
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THE FLOWER-BASKET.
Weave the little basket, fill it up with posies,

Roses from the garden, blossoms from the wood.
With our birthday wishes, with our songs and
kisses.
Bring it to the father, dear and kind and good.
With smiles and with singing
Our gift we are bringing.
But love is the treasure
We give without measure.
43
THE PIGEON-HOUSE.
Oh, see my pigeon-house so liigli !
Come, my pretty pigeons, haste to fly !
To pleasant fields they swiftly go.

So busy gleaning to and fro,
And when they come back to rest at night.
Again I close my pigeon-house tight.
Here, in the home so snug and warm,

Live the little children safe from harm.
They pass the day in merry play,
Through woods and meadows green they stray.
But when they come back at night to rest.
Father and mother and home are best.
"When evening shadows slowly creep.

Softly coo the pigeons, nestling to sleep.
The gentle mother, wise and dear.
Her happy children gathers near,
And sings to the baby on her breast,
"
The world is pleasant, but home is best."
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NAMING THE FINGERS.
This is little Tommy Thumb,

Round and smooth as any plum.
This is busy Peter Pointer ;
Surely he's a double-jointer.

This is mighty Toby Tall :
He's the biggest one of all.

This is dainty Reuben Ring ;
He's too fine for anything.

And this little wee one, maybe.
Is the pretty Finger-baby.
All the five we've counted now.
Busy fingers in a row.
Every finger knows the way
How to work and how to play ;
Yet together work they best.

Each one helping all the rest.
Laura E. RichardSc
4r>
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49
THE GREETING.
Now see them here.

These friends so dear,
As they together meet ;
With bows polite.

And faces bright.
Each other they will greet :
"
Oh, how do yon do ?
And how do yon do ?
And how do yon do again ?
And how do yon do ?
"
And how do yon do ?
Say all these children ten.

EmILIE PoULSSONt
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51
THE FAMILY.
This is the loving motlieij

Always good and dear ;
This is the busy father,

Brave and full of cheer ;
This is the merry l)rother,

"
Grown so strong and tall

This is the gentle sister,
This the baby small;
And here they all together meet,

This whole glad family complete.
Emilie Poulsson.
TJe (QroAmaina u^^ tOtunrr Ifcb unb cût.
53
THE FAMILY.
This isthe mother, so busy at home.

Who loves her dear children, whatever may
come.
This is the father, so brave and so strong,

Who works for his family all the day long.
This is the brother, who'll soon be a man ;
He helps his good mother as much as he can.
This isthe sister, so gentle and mild.

Who plays that the dolly is her little child.
This is the baby, all dimpled and sweet ;
How soft his wee hands and his chubb}' pink feet?
Father, and mother, and children so dear.

Together you see them, one family here.
Ejiilie Poulsson.
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55
56
59
NUMBERING THE FiNeERS.
The thumb is one,

The pointer two.
The middle finger three !
Ring finger four.

Little finger five.
And that is all, you see.
Now we have jDut them all to bed,

A quiet sleep to take.
And softly sing a lullaby.
Lest they too early wake.
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,

All hushed and still the birdies sit
U])on the branches high.

The flow'rets hang their pretty heads.
The wind sings lullaby,
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,
Emilie Poulsson.
60
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6tiB, tai Uini ju friif) croacê.
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THE FINGER PIANO.
Listen, children dear.

The lovely music hear
downward go —
;
Little fingers
Hark ! the answer, sweet and low i
La! la! la! etc.
Rippling, sparkling in the sun.

See the laughing brooklets run.
Tell us, brooklet, in your play.
Tell the song you sing to-day.
Up and down the fingers go.
Brooklets singing as they flow.
Now the merry lark on high

Carols sweetly from the sky ;
Wide he spreads his fluttering wings^

Showering gladness as he sings.
Up and down the fingers go ;
"Tis the lark's song here below.
Thus the hand, so small a thing.

Still sweetest music bring.
may
Fingers, you must move along.
You may help to make the song.
Up and down the fingers go.
Waken, music, sweet and low !
Kate L. Brown.
62
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HAPPY BROTHERS AND SISTERS.
Five brothers and sisters.

Busy all the day ;
Light goes, night comes,

Sleepy now are they.
Say the prayer softly.

Close the tired eyes :
*'
Mayour heavenly Father
"
Watch us till we rise !
Happy, happy children,

Fast asleep are you.
Drop the head go to bed ! !
We are sleepy too !
Laura E. Richards,
CHILD'S PRAYER.
Heavenly Father, day is done.

And the quiet night begun ;
Thou hast kept me through the day,

Keep me through the night, I pray.
And, dear Father, while I share
In thy tender love and care.
Help me every day to be
An obedient child to thee.
Henrietta R. Eliot.*
*
Theiollowing lines .ire suggested by Mrs. Eliot as an alter-
native to first stanza of this poem :
Now I
lay me downto sleep :
Heavenly Father, wilt thou keep

Me and those I love all night,
For with thee 'tis always light.
64
6 65
THE CHILDREN ON THE TOWER.
Two hands and eight little fingers,

And two Grandmothers Thumb.
little
never forget,
'Tislong since they met, but they
So a-visiting now they come. "
"
"
How do yon do ? " and How do you do ?
With nods and bows they say.
"
"
How do you do ? " and How do you do ? "
And what is the news to-day ?
They tell of their making baskets ;
They tell of eggs in the nest ;
They tell the loves of the soft white doves

That flutter and sink to rest ;
tell of the little fishes

They
That wriggle their little tails ;
They tell of the baker, the pat-a-cake maker.

Whose kindness never fails ;
They tell of the vane on the steeple,

How this way and that it goes ;
Of Peter the mower, who hour by hour.

The grass and the clover-top mows.
66
67
" But all the stories are told now,
"
And what, oh, what shall we do ?
"
We'll climb the tower this very hour.
And there admire the view."
Thus cry the children gladly,
But each little Grandmother Thumb,
She courtesys so, and she says " No no ! !
I will not, will not come !
We'll go to church together.

As good little grandmothers do,
And —
there we'll wait but don't be late !
— -
Yes, there we'll wait for you.

And while in church we're waiting,
A little ])rayer we'll say.
And thanks we'll give for the days we live.
And thanks for the children gay."
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69
The children climb the tower,
And up and up they go ;
Like look one and all.

fairies small
Still mounting in a row. ;
Now higher stiil, and higher,

With never a fear of a fall,
Till one he stumbles, and one he tumbles.
And down come toppling all !
And down comes the tower itself, too.

On top of the church — ah me !
r Oh, what a smashing oh, what a crashing

! !
And where can the children be ?

See creeping out from the ruins
!
By ones and twos they come ;
And, deary me at last we see

!
Each good little Grandmother Thumb.

" " " "
Oh, bless us now and,
! Oh, kiss us now!
" me
And, Listen, my dears, to :
Another day, whatever you say,

"
More careful we all must be !
Laura E. Richards.
70
7d
THE CHILD AND THE MOON.
See the moon, baby.

Riding so high !
Will it come, maybe,

Down from the sky ?
"
Moon, come and play now.
"
Pray you, with me !
"
Nay, my dear, nay, now —
That can not be.
In my blue home here
Always I stay ;
Yet while I roam here,

Dear, we can play.
Silver beams gliding
Down
to your feet.
Seeking and hiding.
Play with you, sweet !
E'en when above you

Clouds hide my face.
Still I will love you.
There in my place.
When the clouds fleeting
Leave
my sky clear,
Bright shines my greeting.
Loving and dear.
Ifyour part you'll do,
I will do mine ;
Yours, to be good and true ;

"
Mine, just to shine !
Laura E. Richards.
74
75
THE CHILD AND THE MOON.
"
Bright, round moon in tlie starry sky.
Sailing above the steeple high,
I am so glad your face to see.
me "
Come from your far-off place to !
"
Dear come to thee.
little child, if I
Who will shine for the ships at sea ?
And how will the traveller find his way.
Unless in my far-off place I stay ? "
"
Bright, round moon, you may shine for all.
Sailing above the steeple tall.
Thanks I give for your friendly light.
"
Beautiful moon Good-bye good-night
! ! !
THE LITTLE BOY AND THE MOON.
Pretty moon, your face I see

Just above the garden tree.
Are you smiling now for me ? —
Moon so brightly smiling !
Yellow moon, so l)right, so near.

In the sky so soft and clear,
I can almost reach you here —
Moon so softly shining !
Bring the ladder strong and new.

Now I know what I will do :
I will climb and sail with you —

Moon so slowly sailing !
Emily Huntington Mille.h.
76
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77
THE LITTLE MAIDEN AND THE STARS.
Now the stars begin to peep

In the sky, so pure and bright
Baby soon must go to sleep
— ;
Slie must bid the stars good-night.

Little feet are tired of play ;
Come, my darling, come away !
"
See the mother-star, so dear !
With her little children small!

And the father watching near-
Pretty stars, I love you all !
When I shut my eyes to sleep

All the night your watch you keep,
" and bright,
Father-stoar, so big
Close beside them do you stay ?
Are there posies, red and white.
In the meadows where they play ?
Do you shake the dreamland tree
Every night for them and me ?
" I wish I knew

Mother-star,
How your babies go to bed ;
Do they run as chickens do.

Hiding every yellow head ?
Do you tuck them, soft and deep.
"
In a fleecy cloud to sleep ?
Come, my darling ! while you sleep

On your pillow, soft and white.
Stars will through your window peep,
Smiling, "Baby, dear, good-night !
Sweetly dream and safely rest
"
In your pretty cradle nest !
79
*>
THE LIGHT-BIRD.
Child. • •
O BIRDIE, gleaming on the waii^

Gleaming,
Gleaming,
Are you coming when I call.
Or am I dreaming ?
Mother.
Tis the light-bird,
A very bright bird.
That is gleaming on the walL
'Tis the light-bird,
A very bright bird.
But it will not heed your call.
CiJ
81
Child.
Pve seen the moonbeams in the night

Streaming,
Streaming,
The little stars that twinkle bright
Like fireflies seeming.
Mother.
Like the light-bird.
Like the bright bird.
That is gleaming on the wall —
Like the light-bird.
Like the bright bird.
They will not heed your call.
Mother and Child.
The sun, the moon, the twinkling stars,

The rainbow in the skies,
A mother's smile, a father's love,
We catch them with our eyes ;
We can not hold them in our hand.

Yet from them need not part,
For when we've caught them with our eyes.
We hold them in our heart.
Elizabeth Charless Le Bourgeois.
83
83
THE SHADOW RABBIT,
Hey, the rabbit !

ho, the rabbit !
See, the rabbit on the wall

Pricks his cars, for that's his habit-
Pricks them up and lets them fall.
Pretty rabbit, stay, now !
Come with me and play, now !
No, ah, no he will not stay

! ;
Up he jumps and springs away.

Now the rabbit sits uprig-ht,
Munching grass witli all his might.

See him wrinkle up his nose !
What's that for, do you suppose ?

Ral)bit, shall I feed you ?
"
No, I do not need you !
Rabbits made upon the Avail

Feed themselves or not at all."
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85
Down our rabbit cowers now ;
Sure, some danger lowers now !
See, the hunter with his gun

Thinks he's going to have some fun.
Pufe the bullet's flying
!
!
Is our rabbit dying ?

Not a bit, for see him run !
Rabbits, too, can have their fun !
Laura E. Richards.
86
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THE WOLF.
From the dark greenwood.

From the forest fair.
Up comes a gray wolf.
Trotting here and there.
See how lank and thin is he !
Hungry must the creature be.

In the wood are berries sweet.
But such things he will not eat.
So he goes a-hunting
Through the meadows fair.
Sniffing, snuffing,
Prowling here and there.
Wolf, you shall not bear away
Tender kid or lamb to-day ;
For I see the hunter stand

With his trusty gun in hand.
Laura E. Richards.
UO
91
THE WILD PIG.
From the green oak wood,

Where the acorns lie.
Up comes a wikl pig,
Grunting low and high.
Children do not often see
Snch a piggy- wig as he !
With his long and slender snont

See him rooting all about,
Poking here, and poking there,
Grubbing up his simple fare.
Roots and nuts and acorns sweet.
Such as piggies love to eat.
Hark a rustling in the bush
! !
Off goes piggie with a rush ;
Grunting, squealing, there he goes.

Where the forest thickest grows ;
And the hunter, brave and gay.

Will not dine on pig to-day !
Lauka E. Richards.
92
93
THE LITTLE WINDOW.
Peek-a-boo, light beautiful liglit,

!
Shining so clear through my window bright,

Down from the sky swiftly you fly^-
Peek-a-boo, beautiful light !
Peek-a-boo, light beautiful light

! !
Making the fields and meadows so bright ;
Flowers in the grass smile as you pass-

Peek-a-boo, light beautiful light

! !
Love is the sunshine that makes the heart bright.

Pure we would be, shining like thee —
THE LITTLE WINDOW.
In the water, pure and clear,

Light loves to play ;
In the dewdrop's glittering sphere

Shines the captured ray ;
But the fii-m and solid wall

"ZUves no gleam of light at all.
94
95
Through tlie parting clouds on higu.
Streams the sunlight there !
Look for in the brightening sky

1
Shines the rainbow fair !
Light can turn the storm-cloud gray

All to g<,)ld and crimson gay.
•
Light is pure and good and fair,

And it loves to rest
Ever on the things that are
Brightest, ay, and best.
Then with smiling faces bright
Let us greet the loving light !
Laura E. Richards.
THE WINDOW.
" and shine on us,
Come, lovely light,
And make us warm and bright.
You shine on us we'll gaze on you,
;
For day has conquered night.

In thankful praise of your bright rays.
We lift our happy voices ;
For you love us, and we love you.

And all the world rejoices."
child, the sun has sent me down
" Dear
To make another day.
And help you tread the path of right
By In-ightening your way.
In thankful praise of his bright rays.
Then, lift your hapjiy voices ;
For you love him, and he loves you.

And all the world rejoices."
George Hyde Page,
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97
THE CHARCOAL BURNER.
Why does the charcoal burner stay

Up by night and day ?
in the forest
He chops the trees, and he piles the wood.
And burns it slow to the charcoal good.
The lilacksmith's hammer goes "Kling ! Mang I
Ming !
Charcoal ! charcoal hurry and bring !

For how can I shoe the pony's feet,
"
Without good charcoal the iron to heat ?
The charcoal burner is black and grim,

But thanks for his labour we owe to him ;
He chops the trees with a whack! whack!

whack I
And burns the wood to the charcoal black.

Knives and hatchets, shovels and rakes.
Shoes for the pony, the blacksmith makes.
The bellows blow and the hammers beat.
But he must have charcoal the iron to heat.
98
99
100
101
THE CARPENTER.
Busy is the carpenter ;
At his work he stands.

Oh, the wonders he can do
With his skilful hands !
Sawing now, the long, long boards

Shorter soon he makes ;
And the rough is quickly smoothed

When the plane he takes.
By his work the crooked soon

Straight and even grows ;
Curved he changes into flat ;
Wondrous skill he shows 1
Thus he works so busily.

But we hear him say
"
Here a board, and there a board.
Pray, what use are they ?"
So the carpenter at last

All together brings,
Nails the boards and timbers fast —
How his hammer rings !
Thus a cosy house he builds

Where the child may live ;
And for this the grateful child

Love and thanks will give.
Emilie Poulsson.
102
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3?cr Seel', unc l'ciêaefa^^f^.
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lictt,
Xcr ibm ten Siug id âui'ti!
giefct.
103
104
105
THE BRIDGE.
The brook is flowing merrily ;
Its waters swiftly glide ;
A little child looks

longingly
Beyond its rippling tide.
Across the brook are pretty ferns.

And oh, such lovely moss !
And flow'rs that seem to nod at him

And beckon him across.
But dark the water flows between ;
The stream is deep and wide ;
No way the little child can find

To reach the other side. -
But soon there comes a carpenter.

Who works with busy hands.
And builds a bridge that safe and strong
Above the water stands.
"Oh, thanks to you, good carpenter!"

The child calls out in glee ;
"
Now I can reach the other side
Where I have longed to be."
Then on the bridge the happy child

Runs back and forth at will.
Although beneath, so deep and wide.
The brook is flowing still.
Emilie Podlsson,
106
107
THE BRIDGE.
Where tlie stream flows swift and fair.

How shall I cross over ?
Ill the golden meadows there

Gaily nods the clover.
"
Bring the beam, and bring the plank
"
!
Build a bridge from bank to bank !
To my friends and playmates dear

How
shall I be showing
All the love that daily here
In my heart is growing ?
"You must play the joiner's part-
'*
Build a bridge from heart to heart !
Every loving word you say

Makes the bridge the stronger ;
Helpful deeds from day to day

Make it last the longer.
Love and joy will banish strife !
So the bridge shall last your life !
Laura E. RichardSo
108
1U9
THE FARMYARD GATE.
Johnny, shut the farmyard gate !
Quick, or you will be too late !
Don't you hear the pony neigh ?^

" Let
us have some fun to-day !
Woods and waters I can see :
Come and try a race witL i;

•
I"
"
Pretty cow .''ays Moo-oo-. ^
: 1
"Wait for me I'm coming too.

;
I should like to eat my fill

In the pasture bright and still
I should like to stand and drink
At the little brook's green brink."
" '' "
Baa ! the sheep say, let us go
Where the milk-white daisies grow
On the hillsides, warm and steep ;
We can niljble grass, or sleep.

Come, old Rover, lead the way —
You will keep us safe to-day."
Lazy pig, with sleepy eyes,
On the straw contented lies ;
Chickens peep and pigeons coo ;
Loud the cock is crowing too ;
Ducks in glossy feathers dressed.

Quack and chatter with the rest.
Hurry, Johnny do not wait— !
Quickly shut the farmyard gate !
Cow, and sheep, and pony dear,

We must keep you safely here !
Bird and bee, you need not sta)^ :
You have wings to fly away.

110
Ill
THE FARMYARD GATE.
Oil, what a clatter !
Now what's the matter ?
The sheep they hurry,

The chickens scurry,
The calf is bawling,
The farmer calling,
''
•'Johnny, run, and shut the gate I
The cock is crowing,

The cows are lowing,
The ducks are quarking,
The dogs are barking,
The ass is braying.
The horse is neighing :
''
Johnny run, and shut the gate

!
!
The birds are singing,

The bell is ringing.
The pigs are squeaking.
The barn door creaking,
The brook is babbling.
The geese are gabbling :
" '*
Johnny run, and shut the gate

!
!
Mrs. Follen (adapted by Emily Huntington MiUer).
112
113
THE GARDEN GATE.
Pretty garden gate, we pray you

wide, and let us go
(J pen
Where the merry fountain dances,

Where the swee^j white lilies grow.
Open, pretty gate, we pray !
Open, flowers, for now 'tis day !
In the wind so gently rocking.

Here the mother rose is seen ;
And her baby buds are peeping

Through their blankets soft and green.,
Baby buds, luake haste to grow
While the summer breezes blow !
Darling violets, are you hiding

In the grass your eyes so Ijlnn ?
Never fear that we shall harm you —

We will only smile on you.
Roses red and lilieswhite,
Violets sweet, good -by good-night!
!
114
115
THE LITTLE aARDENER.
Come, children, with me to the garden away ;
The plants are all waiting our coming to-day ;

,
In heat and in sunshine is drooping each leaf.

But the children are coming to bring them relief,
Trinkle trink trinkle trink
! !
How the drops shine and wink.

As the poor thirsty plants hold their heads up to
drink !
" "
All thanks, little children ! each bud seems to
say;
"All thanks for the love that you show us to-

day!
Now beauty and perfume shall bless you each
one,
In loving return for the good you have done.
Twinkle twink twinkle twink
! !
Now like stars see us wink !
For kindness brings kindness, so flowers all
think."
Lauea E. Richards.
116
•I>cr fUitic Wartner.
J?cmm, ifir rroDcn in ten (Sartcn,

StU' tie ^Pfldnsiten tert »u trarten :
SDcIlen ne iiar licn beîepen,

Xae tie jtnijfp*en ft* entfilicFen.
Xie ^îtci'sd'fn ft* entfalten nun ;
Sie jnipcn Xi* mtt filpetn Xuft,
©emit itf turd>n!ur(en tie jante
euft.
Sclobnent \H it, ttoMjuttuu !
117
THE WHEELWRIGHT.
March together and never stop !
Here we go to the wheelwright's shop !
Wheelwright, show lis the way you do.

Making the wheel so round and true.
Turning fast and turning slow,
This is the way the wheel must go !
This is the auger, slim and long,

Turned by the wheelwright's hands so strong.
Straight and steady the auger goes,
And smooth and true the hole it grows.
Turning steady and turning sloiv,
TJiis is the ivay the auger must go !
These are the spokes, all shaped aright ;
This is the hub that holds them tight;

This is the rim of iron and wood
To finish my wheel so useful and good.
Turning fast and turning slow,
Thisis the way the tvheel must go !
Emily Huntington Millee,
118
119
wo.,.
121
123
123
THE JOINER.
Plane, plane, plane —

Joiner, follow the grain !
Smooth, as silk the table grows ;

Not a break the fibre shows.
Plane, plane, plane —
Joiner, follow the grain!
Strong, strong, strong.

Push the plane along !
Make the bench all glossy white ;
ôt a splinter leave in sight.

Strong, strong, strong.
Push the i)lane along !
Nora Aechibald Smith.
1^4
125
THE KNIGHTS AND THE GOOD CHILD.
Galloping fast and galloping free,

Who conies a-riding so swift to me ?
"
Five Ijrave knights with their plumes so gay.
"'
What do you seek, good knights, to-day ?
"
Over the world we ride to find
The child that is loving and good and kind.'*
"
This is the child so dear !
"
Brave knights, you see him here !
"
O child, he always good and gay.
Now gallop and gallop and gallop away."
126
IP
f^ ^
!BJe Wfiter iinb bai flutc fiinb.
Siinf SReiter fcmmeit im vcttcn £auf,

Sit rciti-n in ten <?of bcrauf.
„®a« rcoUt tbr lenn, ibr gjeiter
"
fdicn ?
„„Wn mbitcn Dein lieb ^ntdjcn
febn;
fajt, e» fci reie '« laubien ût,
2Bic '« f ammên hab' ti froben
f-Dlan aWntb;
Trum irpOc iiutij c« un«
Kijcn,
Tap ibm ft* unfre fpcncn ncMen." "
fc febt mcin licbc* flint ;
8„?lun,
(9ute« înt rccbt Jicb scrtient."
,,,,JlfinC*cn, fei un« fibcn ^cttriift,
®a4 tcr OTuttcr ÎJJiib' scrfiipt I
(?iite« fl:mt trt ftcbe rccrtb,

Srtet' unt ,'^fut' fci Tir bcfdicrt,
_ Areube irir nad) .'paufc brtn>icn,
giet »em jutcn înb rcir "
_â^ flnjen."
127
THE KNIGHTS AND THE BAD CHILD.
Here come riding the knights so gay.

"
"
Any good children here/' they say,
Ready to ride with trumpet in hand,
To visit the happy chikiren's land ? "
"Ah, brave knights, you will all be sad
To know that my child is selfish and bad."
"
grieves us much to say
It
He cannot ride to-day.
Only good children with us can go."
Then away and away the knights ride slow,
Emily Huntington Millee.
128
!>«( SRritrr unb tai ntiQqcIaunte
ftint.
Qs reiten tie SReitct im scllcn Cauf,

Sic reiten in ten ipof berouf.
,, ©iS ircBt ibr tenn, ihr Wcilfr f*5n ?"
„„®ir mcitcn jern Xcin întctcn

' "
fcbit :
,,9l(^, licbe JReiter, ti fireit gar fehr,
Od) bring'* niifct û Gu* fRcttcrn her ; 5?'

G» ill fe mfirrlfit, e* \<i fc frau*.
Si mactt uni talt \u eng ta* SauJ." —
,, .,D. tieji tbiit uni \a gar «u Sfit,
3Jlit r*5nen Cietien reir'4 gem erfreut;
I pd) left ttir reiten fort im 9auf

"
Unt fudjen un4 frommere Sinter auf."
10 129
130
THE KNIGHTS AND THE MOTHER.
Jingle! jingle! jingle!

Hop hop hop
! ! !
See, the knights are passing

—
Stop !
oh, stop !
Now my child is happy,

Gentle, good, and true ;
Hecan go a-riding,
A-riding with you.
A-riding, a-riding, over hill and dell,
But bring him back at evening, because we love
him Avell.
Never fear, my darling.

Look, and see.
All the knights are smiling.
Smiling at me.
You shall stay with mother
Till you older grow ;
Then my bonny soldier

A-riding shall go.
A-riding, a-riding, over hill and dell.
But you'll come back at evening, because we love
you well.
^n^(hcn, orrftrcfc X>fd)!
JJiinf ftfitiT fcmmcn ini sctlcn Jralnit,
(£ie iTcH"n fo gcrn mcin AiiUd'i'n biiben.

„1)ii, mcin ,Hlnt*cn, tcrftccfc lid),
Iia§ Me Meilet nidjt fintcn Xi*."

„5^citer, Here Meittr,
JRcitet iinmcr tvcitcr ;
SDltt 'i Gud) lurj tcrlfintcn,

Scnnt meln Aint nid't fiiifcen."
$cpp, bcvp ; fccpp, tcpp bepp, fopp;

;
So rfitcn fie fort Im Oalopp.

„flintdicn, fd>au nun frel'li* auf,
Xle SRcitcr rciten tason im t'auf."
1C3
I HEAR the bugle sounding

So merry and so clear
The knights come gaily riding
;
—
They want thee, child, I fear,
Now hide thee quick, my darling.
And nestle close to me,
For not one dimpled finger
The gallant knights shall see !
You can not have my darling.

So do not linger here ;
Safe in my heart I'll keep him.

He is so good and dear.
Now do not tarry longer.
But swiftly ride away !
Peep out and smile, my laddie.

And bid the knights Good-day !
134
135
HIDE AND SEEK.
Where are you, my baby ?
You've left me alone.

Who'll tell me, who'll tell me
Where baby is gone ?
I've missed himso long ;
He's far, far

away,
I'll thank any one
Who will bring him to stay.

Why, here in my arms
My dear baby lies !
We often look far

For what's under our eyes.
Henrietta R. Eliot.
136
ajcrffccfcn fcc» Jtiiibre.
JKnlitn, lict flint*en Xu,

Sag mir, ivo ircilcft Du '<
—
iS?er fiijt, wo meln întdjcn Ifl ?—
34 bab' fo lang ti (d)cn scrmi§t ;
3(b finb' ti ntdjt am altcn Crt :
i^crt irt cr, fctt ; fcrt fcrt, fcrt fert.

©cr mir fann mein Aint^cit jeijen,
©djenjien Xanf ipiU i* ihm rcicfccn.
Xa id '4 nun ia, iai întdien ja ;
®ar tem ^cr^cn \a fc nab !

—
„2c fann 'J Im I'obcn pft tieficbn,
Xag man ta« 9la(trte ni4)t Jann ftbn."
137
THE CUCKOO! .
Cuckoo! cuckoo!
The cuckoo calls you, dear.
Cuckoo cuckoo
! !
Call back, and lie will hear.

Cuckoo! cuckoo!
The cuckoo is alone.
Cuckoo! cuckoo!
He wants my little one.
Henrietta R. Eliot.
138
139
THE TOYMAN AND THE MAIDEN.
Listen !
listen, mother clear,
Howthe bells are ringing !
"
Christmas times will soon be here,"
That is what they're singing.
All the boys and girls are out

In the frosty weather ;
I can hear them laugh and shout.

As they talk together.
All the shops with toys are gay.

Such a pretty showing ;
Mother, dear, this very day

Let us too be going.
Don't you think if Santa Glaus

Down this way were straying,
He would stop and smile to hear
What the folks were saying ?
I am
sure if he should see
Just what I was choosing,
Such a wise old dear as he
Would not be refusing.
Mother, dear, your little maid
Will not fret or tease you ;
All the year I've surely tried

.To be good and please you.
Butif I should give your hand
Just a little squeezing

When the loveliest doll I see.
Would you call that teasing 9
140
Ul
142
!Dfr Aaiifmann unt tcr &nabt.
SPater, JParer! fci fc jiut,
?limm re* rt-incn .stecf unt
Jnut;
un* f*iua uim
£jp .Hautmann'acbn,
ml' uiii cd>oni* (u tei'cbn :
e*afe, ;T{iiictr, fjirt unt Sêntt,

Unc scr aUcm rai'cfcc yfcrte •
'
iPjtcr, i<jter! b ttc, biti',
?t!mm mi* re* ;iim .Haufmann mlt.
(irnUiertidhrmarft iii \a beut,
Ztr fc idjcne Sa^cn tcut.
..anabe, fannil rvcbr mit mir gcben,
Via" icm fd-cne* ;u bcfcben
;
eini^Cp* muB t* Itr Sfrtraun :
Xii.' codion tfii iâtiT

qar nnftcr ani'djoun,
US-'cnn ihn cm ndncr finabf bciileitct,
ni*t tcljt, tao £cHe*te nt(i«t
ai-eljcr mcifcet;
Ji!a<rfr nubt itnmcr ift
flcipiq imb gut '
i.er ni*r bat
ftnniqcn, frcbtn ii?ut'b.
Ti rl""-.^'''"
i.as librirtfint*cn
'-^^'^ "'"^'* -^'"f
flffaOt,
aud» fur ten .Hnaben niiti rcablt *
"'*«
aCiQ i*on rc*t

tudjiig fein, loader unt fromm.
143
THE TOYMAN AND THE BOY.
"
Hasten, dear father, and come with me
Tlie toyman's wonderful shop to see!
We must tell the toyman what to saj",
If Santa Claus happens to come his way."
'*
But what if Santa Clans asks me, dear,
'Has this little child been good this year ?'
For books, and puzzles, and games, and toys.
Are not for idle and selfish boys."
"
Then tell him, father, that every day
Itry to be loving and quick to obey ;
And every year, as I older grow,

I shall be wiser and better, I know."
"
Now, toyman, what can you show me here
To please a child that is good and dear ? jj
'
"
Beautiful things I have to sell ;
I am too busy their names to tell.
144
11 145
"
Here are trumpets to blow, and drums to beat ;
Here are knights and soldiers, and horses fleet ;
Here are bows and arrows, and sleds to use.

And games and puzzles, and books to choose."
"
Toyman, listen !
perhaps some day,
Santa Claus may be coming this way ;
Here a message to slip in his hand

is ;
I think good Santa will understand.
"
He may bring a drum, and a fine new sled
Swift as an arrow, and painted red ;
A pair of skates, and a book that tells

Of knights and fairies and Christmas bells.
"
But tell him, toyman, in yonder street
Are poor little children with bare cold feet ;
He must bring them stockings, all warm and

new.
And caps and mittens, and playthings too.
"
And, toyman, lest he should happen to lack,
Here is some money to fill up his pack ;
We send them our greetings, and wish them

good cheer
For a merry Christmas and Happy New Year."
146
ttitAtntbin ntft
iftnUtx.^'^^
"^
„®o ftit ©nHang
in tcr iiJcfcrfccit
*ei3Ct,
©oerinQeflaltunb
Zinin frridjt,
Ta fid) friife be«
întc« Sinn bin-
nci^ct,
Xic§"ju ppegen, SI-
tern,fdumetni(i>t :
£a§t tcr 2lIIcm fni^ ta* .Rint-*cn abnen,

I)ai ein bijdnlc* Strcben aUe tint,
.ôiflei ScbeniSjIiitf frub Qn<ubabnfn,
?Riitt fo f*reer ill '«, trie Qbr nuint.
Tc* mu§ bicfcr Sinn fcJbfi in gud) loben,
Seele fcin, Bcn 9Ittem, rcaS ^br tbut ;
§cdMle« babt 3br fo bcm ,înb gcjfbcn,
S*u|cnt nun e* in jt4 felbcr rubt. —
9li*t«i|t mebr im Star.b, ti ibm ju raiiben,
^nnig ein« ifi '« im Octniitb unt (Seitl.

Ocbt tern Since, (SItcrn ! fcldien ©lauben,
Qi Su* Curct fein cian»c« i'cbcn prciji.
SWeinet ni*t, baû fci"'* ^l^d^ su Heine,
gin SUlajnet im flcimlcn Ainte liegt,
2)eT ibm icijt, tto CebenScln'gung eine,
Unb aucfe mettêr ©inn turt^ irennung
trugt."
147
THE CHURCH.
Hark ! the churcli bell's pleasant sound ;
Let us go, my child.

There, where every Sunday morn
Rings the summons mild.
Through the lofty windows there
Rainbow light is streaming fair ;
From the doors, wide open thrown.

Peals the organ's solemn tone.
Chorus — Come " says the silver bell,
'•
!
"
Come, where the voices tell
Of the God, that dwells above,
Of the God, whose name is love."
Let your heart be pure and clean

When to church you go.
For all sweet and lovely things
There you'll learn to know.
Learn of God, who gives us all —
Birds that sing and streams that fall,
Sun and moon in glorious might,
Trees and flowers in beauty bright.
"
Chorus—'' Come !
says the silver bell, etc.
148
God, who sends the merry breeze
Blowing here and there,
Sends the mighty storms that rage
Through the upper air ;
Yet so loving kind is he,

Every smallest leaf you see
Knows his care and does his will.
Owns his wisdom, working still.
Chorus — " Com5 !
"
In the church, so calm, so still,

When your childish heart
With a solemn joy doth fill.
That, too, is his part.
He, who loving parents gave.
Sister sweet and brother brave,
Gives the power to love and bless.
Bringing joy and happiness.
Chorus — " Come !
"
Once he sent, to dwell on earth ,
Jesus, blessed child,

From the hour that gave him birth
Pure and undefiled.
Try, like him, my little child.
To be gentle, kind, and mild :
For 'tis thus your love you'll show

To the God who loves you so.
—
Chorus " Come " says the silver bell, etc.
!
Laura E. Richards
150
THE LITTLE ARTIST.
Oh, now we'll draw >?^
sucb. pretty things!
See! little birds with
outspread wings.
The sloping hill o'er which
they fly
To reach a tree with branches
high —
The tree these birdies love the
best,
Because it holds their own dear
nest.
That was the birdies' home,

and here
We'll draw the children's home,
so dear
^^
;
And leading to the very door

Are all these steps — one, two, three,
four.
152
The window now we'll draw, where we
Look out so many things to see.
O window clear and bright, 'tis you
That the lovely light pass through
y
let gn: ! o
j
"When sunbeams on this mirror fall ,
The light-bird dances on the wall.

^^
Now, if you could but look
behind
The house, this rippling brook
you'd find.
Where swim so many silvery
fish:
And if to cross the brook you
wish.
Why, here's the bridge, so

k
safe and dry.
Shall we go over, you and I ?
What's this ? A watering can like
To
ours.
fill with water for the flowers.

153
Yp
And now we draw a ladder —see !
A long, long ladder it shall be.
No wonder baby thouglit lie soon
With, this conld reach the shining moon.
Now here's a cosey pigeon house,
Not hid in any leafy boughs.

But set upon this pole so tall ;
Here safely live the pigeons all.
And coo with voices
soft and low

As in and out their
house they go.
Down far below them on the
ground
The hen and chickens walk
around.
And see! a rabbit next /;

appears ;
O bunny, you have such long

ears !
154
And here's the farmyard gate,
which we
Should always close so carefully.
Now, for the carpenter, we'll draw

A hammer— see! and this sharp saw ^
And always gratefully we'll
About the house he
tell
built so well.
w — -1
More friends like him we

have, so kind. o7S\^\'^\ I I
We like to bring them to
our mind. ^
So, baker, since our bread you bake.
An oven now for you we'll make.
And, miller, for the wheat you grind,

This flour barrel you shall find.
Good farmer, here's your harrow

now
We'll draw, besides, the useful
plough :
155
A waggon, too, to load with, hay,
Or grain, or fruit, some
harvest day.
And now we draw a wheel aloue.
Where hub and tire and spokes are
shown.
But look! Far over in the
sky
A dazzling wheel shines
there on high —
The glorious sun, whose spreading rays
Bring many golden, happy days.
And when night darkens all the blue,
The twinkling stars come peeping
through.
Our eyes the wondrous windows

' ^
are
Through which we gaze on sun

and star; '^C^
And sometimes what we see on
high,
1^4^
156
"We find in beauty nearer by;
For star shapes glitter in tlie snow.
And star flowers, too, the meadows show.
And now we'll draw the moon, whose
light
Makes beautiful the silent night:
Sometimes a crescent, thin and clear.
Sometimes a big, round, silver sphere ;
But whether round, or like a bow.

It is the same dear moon, we know.
Now we
And
will draw but one thing more.
that shall be the big church door.
But drawing is such happy play.

^
f?
We'll surely draw again some day.
EmILIE PoULSSOJf.
15-
158
SONGS AND GAMES.
159
PLAY WITH THE LIMBS. 161
Emily nuNTiNniuN iliruKii. Oi.ii English {17th Century).

AlUijro 2lvderato. inj
^ 1.
2.
Up
Bye
*
ami
and
rJ- ^z
down
bye,
aiul
in
in and ont.
worii and play,..
Toss
-:^-=»i
They'll
the
bt-
lit
bus -y
- tie
^m all
3SE3;
limbs a - bout
the day
; Kick the pret
Wad in
-
ty
the
dim
wa
-
-
pled
ter
feet ;
; ing clear.
t:^=j^ =I=J5
' ^
f \ •* * I
•^
•'^^
^^ ^^ =(^t=
f^ ^
I
r c &'
my
^ j _
That's the way to frrow, sweet \ \ tt i j
Run uing swfrt for
-
Moth-er dear. ^P »'»*^ down and
\
<^ 1
^ I
jw ^=-^3F=i
1^
— *- »»
lanft
L^^~
@ ^=3=
=il^
1^5=
^^
ui=^
?=^
^^
Toss the lit - tie limbs a - bout ;
J-^-^J-^
^^^ Sî
163 PLAY WITH THE LIMBS.— Concluaea.
m — /
rail.
3^ E
5 -IV-
> S :j^ ]^ S ^ 1
m
""
~»"
Tliis way aud tliat. With a pat - a -

pat -
jiat. Will
a tempo
B^ n gi-
:1?!!!arr>r
one, — two, — tliri'C ! For each lit -

tie knee.
^rtEE :9=9~S=it-
a tempo.
-=5-1
Sfcir- -i <*= r=^f=g=P
:t=»=:^
PLAY WITH THE LIMBS.

M. J. Garland. Adap>ted from a T>/rolcse Folk Song.
ô/^ moto. mf
=PE^-
AW a all a-botit Ba -
by's feet are -
^ bout,
I. -
fly ing;
±y^ ^--
"^7" It
^ 5=s ^3=^=±^_=jfIZJ=
»«^
—
—
I-
J J
^
i^^^^^^^S?3E^^ -•^sd 1
Pres.s them here, Ba-by dear, "While your .strength we're try -
ing.
^^ ^^
W-
FALLING! FALLING! 163
Emilie Poi lssox. >'kei). Field Blllarh, Opns .10, Xo. 3.

Con motu.
m m-
=1=
^^ =1=
^î^s:^
Down goes Ba -
bv. Mother".-* jiet; Up cuiues Ba -
bv, laughing vet;
^-"n=f-^^^ ^-5ir
—m-
m -m
^ Ba -
=t^5=Jt ^
by well
^
may langh
»
at
m -i
harm. While be - neath

3E=^^=5=
is
-r
Mother's arm.
•
—^* I
N «l «i
rt 3=
»
-* —
1^
—^
P
Allegro.
Down
-> —U
goes Ba -
by \viih init fear;
n=^
»
raU.
*
Up comes Ba by -
:^5=t
-
ly here.
^
^
gai
•J
Allegro.
w^^mm 3=^
rail.
^ iTz:
-^-m-
=r
a tempo pocn piti Uttto.
m r m ={=3:
> >> >- .* • >
AU is joy for Ba by- wliil.- In tlie light of Mother's siuile.
P# J 1
>
—r .
I 1
'
T
I
a tempo poeo piu lento.
^ --X^ g
!
T^ r
1
164 THE WEATHERVANE.
Emiue Poulsson. George L. Osgood.
Moderatd. Well accented.)
^^
.. i
^
^
r
^ r m • T- lijP=«t
Tliis way, that waj', turns the weather vaue -
;
Tliis way,
—1 -s,
—p=i I
^ »— zJz=Mz
m
-N N 35=
Ê^^h-'^^J^ -(•-•-
f that way, turns and turns a -

gain: Turn -
ing, pointing,
-q— =1—=1- * ^K5L»— —I —

^ »l J.
_l m,
n I
s * —
"^=i=
t-
poco rit.
*-^ —•—to —^ ^- '

—
ev - er showing. How tlie mer -
ry wind is blow - -
ing.
:a(=»f
i^^^
=1=^
THE WEATHERVANE.
Emilie Poui.sson. Arranged from RouEitT Kohl, by S.
m
"E.
^— I r
1=1
E^3^ i:
Tlie weath - er - vane is p' r -h'd on high. It seems as
*^t
:=r
^m «Ea^^ r
:^=*=i
3 —I*—4*
^?j— ^—» -=! =?- -=l =1- -n q- -^ 1-
=
THE WEATHERVANE.— Concludeo. 165
if...
?^ ->
it
L
-J— i -
tonch'il
^
tbo
^^
sky; Ami just... the way the
g—^ i'
:
^ J I
I I .. I ^
-
'
^
^^ -II =)-
:J=^ t^t'/E ^^
'* r *
I LJ ^-
:»2=t3
I
ifcztc 1^1
:fc=tt
winds do blow, Tlit« ventli - er - Tai)e will quick -
ly show.
lLJ r r ! r r r
r
fci=t
THE TREKS.
JVom "Micric for (he Kiiidergarten," by Eleanor Heekwart.
->. — s- -> h
*^
I
-4^
|g ^9r-Sr-.9r
?
f^ !
^ 9 ^ m-
See the tn-es all in a row, Gently swaying to and fro;
—
?tr
* ^^^
^ * r '
:t5=Jc:
3- 3- 1 '
->
^^
V-
=-i=^ -IS
^^t=f^
»>-
Hark, the wind is ris -

ing now. And the trees be - fore it bow;
wiLlus
How their creaking branches Hoiind.
1^3?
While the leaves are scati tr'd round ;
166 THE TREES.— Concluded.
l£
^t=m--
Now tlie pass-ing storm

^z:}^
is o'er, Qui-ei:
^^1 -
ly tliey stand once more.
1
THE WIND MILL.

Lons C. Elsox. Arranged from AuOLPH Jensen.
Allegretto.
1 The wind iiiiirs tans a -

loiuid they i:<i. As Jiesli'niiii: breez es.
2. lint wlieii tlje suiii-mer suii-l)eaii]s burn. Tlie la - zy fans will
^-
nge gÊEi^ZSZIEi: : S s=^^=^
:F5Î= =::5=t:
rtr± ^ I
I
> K-
:*z^
I
on tliem blow :
They cTiish our oats, they frrind our corn. And
scarce ly turn ; Tiie ])Ul}'s of wind come faint and slow. And
=1 \-- :4=i::l-::^=^ -^ n^îHS^z-i^^
i=8=^g=g==FS^=g^-^^^^
:=h-
3^
1^ bus V-
then thf
are
mill
both
will
niijht
scarce -
and morn.
-»- m
When
The
F-^
blow the
mil -
•>
ler
wiM
with
^-
No
dis
ly t;o.
Words fruiii Wide Awake, by pennibsion of D. Lothrop Company.
From ' fir Little Children." for the Kinderg.irten and Primirv Schools, by Eleanor Smith.
Songs
Publishers: Nfilton I'.r.idley Co., Siirin^jfield, M.'ss. ; Thos Charles Co., Chicajjo. With permissioL'
of author and publishers.
THE WIND MILL.— Concluded, 167
P :isz=fs=i<c=^ff
-%
Si) J
^ *-
J ^ *
u
*
>
*=gi
u
vein - ber jrales. Swift i:o the amis and full the saiN; With
pleas lire .•*»»•-* How li};ht aud lit;ht
-
er, grows the breeze : -Aud
-f I-^J- >'
K T~l
I
—^t=r
I
IZC
^ K-i—s -N —5=— —^-
P -> N :s=-js:
• =
-—) 1
» m =!s^
^
'
U
joy the miller's heart doth swell. He knows his mill is jrrindins well.
suoD.a-lasI it whol - ly drop.s, And then the bus y windmill stops. -
rzS
fET^^n^î Tf—f t %-
- I m
'
=nx *=»=
: I mS. lg
>»r- ^*T* -r •T- f^ ml

1%=i ,
/^^T^^
p :«id^ ^^^^-o^f=
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^^=
168 WIND SONG.
Robert Louis Stevenso.v E. S.
Allegro moderato.
^=^
1. I saw you toss tlio liiti^s on lii^jli, And blow tlie biid.s a -
2. I saw tlio difl''rent things you did, But al -

ways you your-
3. O you that art; so stronj; and cold, O Mow -
er, aio you
m%
--J"
^5F= =t:::i:i'=1 -j-^^ :=t-
|=|Ei^ % 1^
^^^S=^f^-*:g
-^=i--
zJEz =p=i=
bout the sky. And all a - round I beard you pass, Like
self you bid; I beard
felt you push, I you call, I
young or old ? Are you a beast of lield and tree. Or
^^
=d=q
^ ^3E3 Hilg
:;-^
y^^
i*-rit:*3*=« T^^m^
J *-
^=sm
3t2=-if
:=I*=^v:: =fe;t=M|
la -
dies' skirts a
cross the grass
-
;
O wind a -
blowing all day long!
could not see your - self at all; O wind a -
blow-ing all daylong!
just a big strong child like lue ? O wind a -
blowing all daylong!
From " Sonpc for Little Children." for the Kindergarten and Primary Schools, by Eleanor Smith.
Publishers Milton Bradley Co., Springfield, Mass. ; Thos. Charles Co., Chicago. With permissiM
:

WIND SONG— Concluded. 169
O wind
_S- _iv
tbat sings so loud a son;;!

^ '
''2 ^
O
:^r.^^^m
wiiid that sings su loud a song !
ALL GONE.
^^
EMILT HL'XTIXGTOX MlLLEIt FuED. Field Billakd, Op. 30, No. 8.
A ndante eon motn. mf
i
^^ r
•
g-
5=^
All gone I The sup-per's gone! White bread and milk, so sweet
J J <
'-, . { 1
rC
\
^ *
ite
=1=
For
3^
Ba -
by
r m
^
dear
k»-
to eat, All gone!
^
The supper's gone
It
ffi'i"
g^f *•
I
^ *=i
=r=
^
170 ALL GONE.— Concluded.
cen do.
:«==Jsz =S==IS:^=S::
Lit -
tie mouth witli o -
pen lips, Thro" yimr ro -
sy gate it slips;
-
1 ^
- --=\-
"'
I I ^T r T r ~r^- do.
°i:=f
„- '"/
TASTE. Guessing Game. 171
XoRA AuciiiiiAi.n Smith. FKKD. FIKLU liULLAKD, Op. 30, Xo. 6.
IS Oiifi
J, Con nwto.
N =;
—M
mp .dolce.»n—* 1
-^^r-^ -M \
^::^ -i-—'- :S=Kz^
O - vcr blue eyes, pray or biowu, Let the fair white curtaiiis dovm;
-,-» "-^ — ^ —— .
^-
=P
^
^1^ g ^ I r
^ V ^ J ^ J-
—f— ^. :
^^-^^-!^
r
tr
Then the red lips o- pen wide, Something nice I'll put in -
side.
-'Ê
m iiiî
r t^^^fe^^^=-^4 ^
sS^^^^ a_a r^ r-:
^
» *
i
f,
'i?*^
S H
T» »- s)=i=
^^ -f^ h
-* •-
^^~f
E^ =t
Shonld Tou tell its prop - er name, You'll have won the guessing game ;
* /^
mf ritard. a tempo.
P 5^- 1^
EuL vonr
N 5Jf^rfr
t.Tsting
-re
must he slow, Tliat the fla-

k=s=s=
:
vor vou niav linow.

s I
tr
^^5ZU^
tn/ ritard. o tempo. /•>
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S^-8
=S=?c: Hr^tme:
^•SF
"t-T-
172 FLOWER SONG.
Nora ARriiiHAi.i) Smith. Adaptfd from, aii old Scotch Melody.
m—
Valse tempo p dolce.
— I-
^ 32=
r ;gi
Cov er the eyes all close aud tight,- Sweet, oh, so
-1 1-
:\-=:^z
dolcc S ^ ^ ^ -S-
p -Sf-
-
-j -^-"^-^--[- ^-^ -,^-r -^ x xn
-t—l-
:^^=l= -Sz
sweet ! And gen -

tly take this flow - er blight, —
X ,<»-
I
-•-
I
<S'-
I
Zj-7::z^~d=t
I-
-*-»- m -1 —
-*—i»i-
I-
:f^S3ES
y^
=p^ -ir^-S- -^-S- 1-X-S-1=^-X— ^ i
:zr:
:?2=
± ti^M; -h
fra-grance, (h'iir,
— Sweet, oh, so sweet! And then its
i
EES
pn Zig Jl
3^Pi
r
5? 'r I
^S'lEE «^ I I
^^ T^z
-^^r^ fF '* I i
'
FLOWER SONG.— Concluded. 173
5f_5 S Sz
mM^m
FLOWER SONG
Kate L. Buowx. Carl Kkinkckk.
Andantino.
=1=
r—g-
6Ca —•—"- 2=5=
=8S=5
1. Smell the How'r, niv cliild and see Wliat its perrtiint- lireatlies to thee;
2. From my leu der rest-iug place, Lit- lie one with liap|)y face.
mm In
I
Its
am
3=w
i!=«5* —<-
Clip sn small and liriiiht.
talk in;: to tln-e, dear.
< — «i-
Safely liid
Tlio' no voice
-
5^
i2^^3F
den from our
mv
sipht,
child nia\ hear ;
i ^ s
m^^ T^&t
^^^^ ^
calando.
5^^
There an an jrel spir it dwells.
- . And its mes saê swet-tly tells.
•
But my perfume, HWeet, will tell, Lit -

tlefneud. I hivi- thee well.
174 TICK-TACK !
Popular Melody from

ElITLIE POULSSON. "Childre7is' Songs," by Caki. Reinecke.
Moderato f
^^^
-^
:i=J=^ :=!::
zzp — it>^
1. Tick-tack! tick-ta<;k! Hear tlio old clock aaving Tick-tack! Nnw my Baby,
2. Tick-tack! tick-tack! l'>y your tick-tack steady. Good clock, help iiiocv -er
3. Tick-tack! tick-tack! Foiward, back ward swinging; Tick-tack! T(dliiig ever
^ ZZi-
m
f That he is
-^^
a clock is play-iiig.WliiU- his lit- tie arm lie swings
rS— -Jz
That ill time I may be read y For what-ev - er -I must do,

That the moments swift are winging Would our hearts be free and gay.
lÊs^ ^^^ :J=
i 'S^-
^=
^ rit a tempo, p- /
T
Back and forth, and gaily sings. . . Hark now, — j
Eat -
ing. sleeping working, too Hark now,— [.Tick-tack!
tick-tack!
Clock, we must your voice o bey.
-
. - . llarlv now, — )
=P
^*—^
rit a tempo, p n.c.
^ 3^
TICK-TACK !— Concluded. 175
dim.
3
^=::it=Ji=S= •-T
-m wt —— wt
PP
r~rTT~i
— t
Hear the old clock say -
iiig,— Tick-tack ! tick-tack ! tick-tack ! tick !
=^
^ * f
i dim. PP
^
TICK! TOCK!
EMII.T HuNTIXOTOX illLLEIt. Eleaxou Smith.
Allegretto.
'
• — —g
»» l<»
1. Swini: !
swoiig ! tliis is tlic way Goes tlio pen diilnm iii<:lit and day.
J. Swing :
swoiig ! sure and slow^ Goes tlic pen du-hiiu to and fro.
.
^ •1* -1 -
-viyi ^ m m -i. -
176 •AiCK ! TOCK !—Concluded.
=Si=*=i^li^=S^
Tick! lock!
Tick! tock !
Hear
liear
the clock!
the clock!
Time
Time
=i^=J=*
to
to
:t=^^
m
rest eacli lit - tie
o - jicu sleep -y
1^=^
W r~^ :^=::^=q:
Sb-
5=q^ s^gr
cresc.
^tEEtr^Ê^^B ^=:' l I
-t« —
g^ -^-•—^ -X — ^-
head. Time tlie chil - dren weie in bed...

eyes, Clnl-dieu, it is time to rise
^. j£
P¥z
'^m -^—m—^ -5-5-S--5-
^^ S= -^^^-^ — ^-
MOWING GRASS.
Emilie Poulsson. (J^-rman PoJA; Songr.
„ Mode r a to. mf
— X
^=m- =1-
5553^; ==t=
1. Pe -
ter,Pe ter, qtiick-ly go
- To the fields the grass to mow;
2. Now we thauk our friends. each one, — Pe - ter for the mow-ing done,
ff*^
mmm^mmm^^
z^rtsm ^
-'
i i^ F
:^ =P=:t
:=Jr =t=^
Jui -
cy grass and hay so sweet, Bring them for the cow to eat.
Li - na for the milking, too, And for milk, good cow, thank yon.
^.P^^ 5??*.-
GRASS MOWING.— Concluded. 177
*
Li -
na, Li -
na, milk the cow: (!(>o<l sweet milk slie gives us now,
Thaiiksto all are {:la>l
-
ly said: Bak -
t-r, tlmukyou tor the bread.
nt. /-^ a tempo.

=i^=jg S^SzJCF=P :f?
5E
P Milk to drink with rolls or bread. — Thus the lit - tie ones are fed.
Thauka dear Mother shall not uiiss, — Giv en - with a lov - ing kiss.
m rit.
^
s:;3l:
^^Si
r-
a tempo. I
t=5f^3^
5=r
£
.
-$=Mz
^^ =t-=t:
p
Pronounced Lee-na,
i
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BECKONING THE CHICKENS.

EMILT HUSTISGTOX MiLLEU. "W. VT. GlI.CHniBT.
Moderately quick.
^^ —
— —^ —^^
Ti-ny fln-gers in a row, Beckon to the chickens so;
1
I I ——— I
^— — I r^"""^— I 1
—— — ' I '
I
— I
— I
^ *i
—X—K- SI » — X —X-
1=^
::il'^=^- =PZ=
li J -
g
f= Down-
I
y Ut-tle cbickeuskdear, — Fingers say, "Come here.corae here.
I I I
-P ZC It P lo — n: XU:
I I I- :^=:p
^^ -i^JJ J ^?^
(^^-^^ PSE
13
178 BECKONING THE CHICKENS. -Concluded.
Chick ! chick
=t<^^^-tii^l
'
'
cluck chick! clack

^m i-=d-f'rrr^
!
'
Finger.s say,
^^3= '
Come here, come here, -

I
m.tnua, biu^h
'-•-* —•— ^-^-*i=;

— • ^*» —s—*•—**-^ "g-
li:?^ - a _ >
=t=;
:^=
!*_*. :=1^ 2:^zz=«izat *- jt^s:

^^Îe^ T
1*13^1 ;::?'-
Pretty chickens, soft and small. Do not fear, we love you all."

Emilie rocLSSOS. Arranged from Kaul Kkinecke, by Eleanou Smith.
A ndaniino. .^ -
1
==r=F=!=i=
Oh, c:ill
ia«t=*_
the pi^
•
^§lgt=
ciiiis, ha-liy tlear
^1
—
And beckon them to
^§^ you.
.-- -I— r-l- -;:1: :1=:3:
-1=
i*=i^
t?^TEg;
-•
-0. -•-•^•- -« -•- H»- _-«- -I* -«-»*-• -« »- -(•- -*-_-*-
H 1
1 1-
^^ :c=t=t: :E:S
ii
1=-!= A 1
— *^
-m
-t-
You'II huai' them an -

swer Jov-inglj, Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo -
coo.
^.^mm--m--m- *- ,-J* m m m 0. M-mJt-^ M .^ M. ^*»-*-^

«:i=trtrt= itr
n
THE FISH IN THE BROOK. 17»
Words adapted from "Music far the A rranged from
Kmdenjarteit," by Kleanok Hkekwaut. ItoiiEUT KoiiL, by E. S.
A lleijrr.lto.
-»yS n c *
n-^^ lit-i
iler -
ry and swift in the cr.vs tal stream,
fa^ —I-.
=*=:^*
— ; ^rziz
-+-
S -^ i>^
:^=::J
J^ —J f = Id * sr
)
f
I
Sil - vcr -
V lit flsll OS gloani.
$ "^
m i_^
-* — ?»
—j^ E^^ i
Dart- ing liere. skinuniiig there ; grace -
fiil and free
- -
i^ —m — j q-
They dive, they How -

py they must be
^^
rise. hap !
P ^^m V-
j== -f r I
iz
» ^ =?3
180 THE FISH IN THE BROOK.
Miisic adapted from
Emily Huntington
^ Con moto. p
THE CATERPILLAR. 181
EirtLIK PolM.SeOV. Elkasor Smith.
iliitrily.
i: at m- i^
1. f"rm-])
-
ill-;, slow -
ly, creep •
iiitr. Cat - er - nil - lars
Hid uow - lu
^
2. -
iu-j; auil sleep iiig, this sleep so
^ f=
^-^ a
^ w^f
J J ^=1=* «! ^3^
=?z:
now are seen Feast -

iiig on tlie leaves so green ;
long and strange Comes to them a wou - dious change ;
3ZI
mf ^
-pr-
Creep •
ing, slow - ly creep -
^ ing.
ing, sound- ly
- •
Sleep sleep ing.
i
r^ 3^ 1
dim .
"g—gg' ^3
§^ ^ 1
m 3.
Allegretto.
:t:
Fly - ing,
X
=i*n;
light-ly fly
-
ing.
1-
Now the crawling time is past,
=f:
4 Rov-iug, rest-iug, rov -

ing, Hon -
ey is their daiu-ty fare,
V-r-J S L
182 THE CATERPILLAR.— Concluded.
3!Egg^J=^=
]>nt • - tor • fill's aj-e hero
-m
at
ir
last,
^^
Fly -
iiig lifjht
-
ly
I'low - ei'M sweet the feast pro -
pare, Rov -
iiig, rest -
ing,
-j-
rj=it.
3^:^ ia~ "^<»~
—t-
=^=«^
g
;§^
1*
P^ rf -.
=w--4=i=
nJE
=|5^=^
- -
nig.
fly • iiiff. Fly -
iiig, light - ly fly
rov -
iiiy:, liov -
iug, rest - ing, rov - •
ing.
BUTTERFLIES.
Kate L. Brown. Elizahf.th TJ. Emf.hson.
Moileratn.
'
W-^'"''"
BUTTERFLIES. — Concluded. 183
tK*
184 -THE FLYING BIRD.— Concluded.
i^ :?S=^
lit-tje bird, wIuTe cs play

Fly. grasis :
FlV. thro' tilt' tui -

liiilit aiul .sil - vtr (lew,
m.
-V-V^'^
-ii^s=f^-.^
Fly to the blue heav'n "

far a •
way :
Home... to the nest that waits for you.

Mrz—s
fJji
Id:
s ^^
s
pt
Flv! flv! fly! Flv! flv! flv!
Fly \
fly !
fly! Fly !
fly !
fly !
:=t
:^=i.:r^
-*-•-
fe=dr- ^£-^:^pi -=)

^2=-!^
r-
^
^s^
Flv to the blue heav'n far .. a - way.
Home... to the nest that waita. for you.
fcznMi
f -p'
r
-«*=i
^
I
-tz2ii
—
-* n=
=.^
THE TARGET. 185
EMILT HrXTIXGTOX MiLLEK. Fkbd. Field Bullakd, Op. 30, No. 5.

Andante eon moto. in/
One piece this way and one piece that. And a smooth little board that is
if :5>^=S= Êg
»
T- ^ M ^^ j
»
roand and flat: Drive in a peg that will hold them well. And
w ^3E .*- u
'
^ —
zm
—»<— —^
^
». ^ -"\
i -'
-*~-g- -•• s«
1^ J^ :Js=Si
-±
"
here is a tar -
get read -
y to sell. What costs it?" "Three
P
S I I
^
w ~. n^
i —
'
.js
ha' -pennies!
—..^
"" Oh, that is much too

3=^
dear, For on -
ly
^
two
186 THE TARGET.— Concluded.
/
rzc JS > L
—m—•
— "-^
have I here." " Three
ha' -
pennies ha'-pennies is just enou<;h,-
H— t-
1
— \—H 1 '-'**.J
•— 1
-
mf deciso.
One for the work anil two for the stuff. Three ha' -
pen - nies the
^ -m—z^z l^ =t=:=l= 3i5

mf
-|»=-kz
Me^
^^ — f*—:^ — -J —J - — •-^S'—i^-
"
buy -
er must ])ay. "Who can not pay ^/iffi must run a -
way !
-(•-
:*=
m=B^z -ti
PAT-A-CAKE.
Emii.y IIUNTINGTON MlI.I.EIt. Alsatian Folk Song.
flit . '' :i= IT

--i==i-
:s=:::=i:: :^==:J«.— =f
i*=iz«:^=*_
1. Comi', my I'.a -
Iiy, you sliall make . Motli - er deiir a
y. J!;(k -
ei', is your ov - en hot? .. Bake my cake but
m =1=3= 3^^^1
1^
=q=t :•, *iz=:^
m
PAT-A-GAKE.— Concluded. 187
lE^^^S^^ :B*:
lit - tie cake, IJoll it tins way, roll it tliat ;
burn It not.. lleie'atlio ov - eu' liot and lead -

yj
P Pat
T088
the
the
=^3:
cake all smooth and flat;
cake in straight and stead -
y;
Mark
Hake
^
it
it
tliero
brown and
and
188 THE MILL-WHEEL.— Concluded.
^mE^^: -m~^~m^.
IS
(luy. Up - on its swit't-ly tuniiiig wlieel Tlic sliin-in<; waters
giet't. All clay I tiiiii the lioav-y stoiRS Tliat giiud lie golden
t
w^^m -^ !»»-
Iîxr*
Now stop and rest, I juay.

play. O mill- wheel, you will weary grow :
wheiut; And linngiy children .shall be glad lor dai -ly bread to eat."
THE FARMER.
Melody adapted from Swigs Folk Song.
Moderato. mf
T^ =P
-I w — i^-
1. Shall we .show you liow the Farmer, Shall we show you how tlie Farmer,
2. Shall we .sliow you how the Fainier, Shall we show you how the Farmer,
.'i. Shall we, .show you how the Farmer, Shall we show y'ou how the Farmer,
4. Shall we .show you how the Farmer, .Sliall we show you how the Farmer,
-r U
,b-i> --^^ r:
t=3=
aiîiîir^' S S $ z:% "-
:=S=S g^:
Mm
mf Con pedale.
^ ^
THE FARMER— Concluded. 189
^^^-JC
Sliall we show you how tlie Farm-er sows his
^^= l)ar ley
=1=
and
^ 3
wheat 1
Shall we show you how the Fanuer mows his bar •
ley and wheat I
Shall we show you how tlie Farmer threslies liar -

ley and wheat?
Shall we show you how the Farm-er silts his bar -
ley and wheat?
¥n ^ ^F^=^ it:
^m ^ 9=g^ ^^^
fe
i Look, 'tis thus the bus-y Farm-er, Look, 'tis thus the bus-y Farm-er,
Look, 'tis thus the busy Farm-er, Look, 'tis thus the bus-y Farm-er,
Look, tis thus the bus-y Farm-er. Look, 'tis thus the bus-y Farm-er,
Look, tis thus the bus-y Farm-er, Look, 'tis thus the bus-y Farm-er,
-I
r—
^P
-4- ' • >- -4-
^^
^g —
w ^ t r
^1
^^^ =l?i3c: ^
¥ Look 'tis thus
-y-Si-
the busy Farm-er sows bis bar •

ley and wheat.
Look, 'tis thus the bus-y Farm er mows his bar •
ley and wheat.
Look 'tis thus the bus-y Fanu-er thresh-es bar -
ley and wheat.
Look, 'tis thus the busy Farm er sifts his bar -
ley and w heau
^
mmm -I -4-
>^
^ fcit :t=C:
190 THE BIRD'S NEST.
Kate L. Brown. Arranged J'rom RoBEliT KOHL, 6j/ E. S.
EÊ^ -r •
* J-
Where the wild rose spreads its bow •
ers, Hides a nest a
^-
El3^ i^^ld:
^-!j— r—--- —t i ^-
IN A HEDGE. 191
FROEnEL. E S.
Andantino. p
m jn i^
I
g
I
g^^^î^^^^^g^hl-
Moth
JJ J-^
1. In hedge just where 'tis Wst,
ft - or . binl lias
•2. The f;:i,'s an- hati li'il, and we can hear Two ti-iiy birds cry.
P - 1
I
1
^—
I
*-Tr
I
nm jj-
1
'«/
^-
-=
^^ ^^
^ "^7~
=!5==|t
w * ! X
bnilt her nest. Two small e<rg9 she lays, speckled and blue,
"Moth- er dear." Xear them let... us soft • ly creep.
:3=:i= :m^^
<^ i i^ ^z
^^ sr-
^ ^^
±=f^
h m
ip=*:
r
^=5t
IIS=fE
ijzt iS^SS
Sits there many days, warm anil true ; Sits tliere many days, warm and true.
" "
\Vhile tlie birdlliiirscry Peep.peeii I While the hirdliiiirscry "Peep, itei'p !"
--
#-. i
192 THE BIRD'S NEST.
Emily Huntint.tox Miixku. W. W. Gilchrist.
In moderate time, and ivith an easy swing.
'-^Hm —»— — —^
iEE m •> —îz?- c^^ • L - I
Here's a pret-ty era- die uest, Snugand warm anil round
f-53^ I?—
'^M$E^^
^4=P
^fe !=^
-r
Cuddled iu its downy... bed, Lit - tie nestling birds we found.
1
— —
r- ' r
s
f-^r~^'^ f=^
'-^=sm^
5^g=p=w==t=^
^
^^^ 3- =pc=t=
:«- -zt
Dear! dear! O nev-erfear, Moth-er -waits and watches near.
THE BIRD'S NEST.— Concluded. 193
I'eep! peep, dear, so duar ; IIusli! husli ! <lo not fear,

-U
^
mv ba -
bies. do not fear.
^ -&
~?=r
^ 3; m,
WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY.'
TK^f^•T60^. E. g,
Andar\U.
4tilj_^
1. What does lit -tie bir-diesav,
^J U '
.
In her nest at peep of day?
2. What dtMJS lit tie -
ba - by say, In her bed at peep of day ?
\ r-l «^
— —m—m—— -
îj I
w " Let
lia -
me
liy
flv." Ravs
says, like
lit
lit
-
-
J
tie
tie
r
birdie,
bir dif.
•
Mother, let
"Let me rise
me
and
fly a -
a -way."
way."
i
fly
'
^
I ertic Aim.
dim,.
li
m t—r
ii
194 WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY ?— Concluded.
^ q=t —m—•-
Iî
:«
" Rir the

-
die, rest a lit -
tie loii-ger, 'Till lit - tie. winps are sti-onger."
"Ba -
by, sleep a lit - tie lon-ger, 'Till the lit - tie liiul)s are strouger."
A U
J * J—«!=
\
1 ^
Br. irt
i
r^
,
-•^ »^ :8=b^ i=W=î=y=
ib
^1i
-U4=--t: 1
— rant
3=^ s ::l5=d
^
^ So she rests a
If she sleeps a
_^__^
lit - tie lon-ger,
-tie longer,
^15*=
nj -H*—
Then she
J5a -
itzii:
flies,she flies
too, shall fly
a - way.
a- way.
lit
-J — ^
l)y.
-\— u
Hi'r" t*t
t:
^±=t
SEE i^
m
LULLABY.
J. W. Elliott.
Andante con moto.
S^
iq=^*=q=
s^ =«*:
1U— ^
-• —* m-
5»
:i?f
poco cre«.
^ ^-^ q^
P J?^ !^ J"—^1- N
:i^^^
» =;^
^Vheii little Birdie bye-bye goes,
~z»Ê£^^^2 -*-» s —r*^"*^ .
•^±f^3^
-tp-
^ sostenuto. dim.
^=3=
e ritard.
-^
p |"~^3
-(S^
r^
LULLABY.— Continued. 195
^pipS
Qui
-4m.
-
et as mice in church-ea.
^.^ÂJ:
He
ercg.
puts his heatl where no one knows,

^
' —*
* »<-
fl*= liF^z
^ I crcx.
^ i^-W J?^^ *-
?
——
^m
Sim (^ «-
On one h-;; In- perch -

es. »"When lit tie Ba -
by bye-bye goee.
^1-^^^^^ i ^ -tJm
^V^ ^ pp legato e ben sostenuto.
i:
-v^
poco cres.
On
»-^-
Mania's arm re pos -
iiig;
^^^mm-
Soon ho lies be - neath the clothes. Safe
^^mw^^^^^ d=d=
poco ores. crei.
1Ê3E
^
>:^^
|Lj^-J1-/z=
in the era -die doz -
ing.
+=n^
^ !Pr^
I
colla voce.
I I
^ST'S
^'.
t"«-
w^ -^
=^=P:
i -^ — i=
196 LULLABY,— Continued.
i
W =1?^
When i>7-etty Pas -
sy
-M-H-i — •-I—Pi— i- L 1 ^*-g r— ' —

I
1—+
P
^^
ritard.
b-S^^
|l1_^:
-=1 —=^ .4,,
s i=^=5:z-^
^J^ ^. .J.
3<
^^
goes to sleep. Tail aiul nose to -
geth -
er, Then lit- tie mice a
3<B
-m
—— *
w m~
!•-
-U->^ V
J9P
IS=3C=jBZ
:i^=tir: :S^ -p* »^-*— ' •-
l^f"'
round her creep, Lightly as a feath - er. When lit-tle Ba -
by
a(— (= nit-
—— ^ I— 1> '
i~
^' ^ n
— ^
2Sii
* -« —^
^^
a X>p legato e hen sostenuto.
^
PJS
if • Utf 1
—
goee t« sleep, And ho is ver -
y near us, Then on tip- toe
H T-r-l
-fcs*-^* S^!=
•tt*^
^
^
i)i>
E^
"IK"
r
LULLABY.— Concluded. 197
pooo eret. rail. =— p
Lnl-la - bv ! . . . .
Liil-la,
ten.
Lul
^ —^
-
la, Lul
^ —^
- la bv!
~65^
Sll
dim. p jmorendo. pp
^-pt
^; i^ ten.
q ?"i
'1^-*-
=t=^
=^:r^^3g:
-*—»- n
BIRD THOUGHTS.
Author Unknown. "W. "W. GiLCHUIST.
BrUkln.
1.
2.
I
One
live<l
(lay
first
I
5?=^
in a
^
lit - tlo house,
fluttert-d I'roin the nest,
?=::
And
To
->—^-
=t=i*=
lived tliere ver - y
see what I conld
5=1
^^^^^^^
-i
9îE
—
5^ J g-
P well; Tlionght the world was ver -

v, ver -
^
y
r^:
sniall,
find; Said the wi.rld is sure -
ly made of leaves,
19S THE BIRD'S NEST.— Concluded.
-E=W-
Anil iiiaile nf ]);i!e-l)luo slicll. lived next
I Lavd l)ei-ii vcr -
V uliiMl. at length
=1=
zHmz E§t
=^S
-1
Wm
-^--
:&:
:=rE 122=
in a lit - tli> nest, Nor need -

ed an -
y oth -
er ;
llrw be -
yond tlie tree, Quite fit till- iii'Dwn up - la - bors
—
;
\^=
S=i^ -ji wt-
-' :1-
W\ =M=fe^
-h:
'^4 ^^ rj:
Tho't tbe world wliol-ly made of straw, And brooded by my moth - er.
Idon'tknow how theworhlismade, Andntitliei' do my nei>;h-bor.s.
^ :X-
5=S3=
-r
^^^
\^m
:r^
— gg^ ^=i55=s
THE FLOWER BASKET.

Kate L. Buown. R. Kohl.
Con moto.
ItÊ^^^:
From the willow branches
:=f*?:
*=-•3=lr:
H
slender, "With their leaves so green
1^-]=l»c
*ti:
and ten-der.
4-
:^ :=r
"m i=s^
THE FLOWER BASKET.— Concluded. 199
^ Lit - tie baskets

W^j^
we
=p:=i^
=1?=?
are weaving. All our sweetest flowers receiv-ing
wi^^^m ;
P JZS^S^
To. . our imn-nt.s
JU
we are briiifiiiig
^Ê
Pret-ty friftM
zg=:0. AJ—Ji
with joy and singing:
§ ^
-*--^
—I —^ ?cit
-I' — ^ =S::i: a^
^=»^
*— p-1 -»izfc:B -* f^j^^-pr* -r izgEE^b* [y^
-J l-H . 1 1 i
^ 1 ( 1 .
^ -m- -m- J -m- ^ -•- ^ -m- ^ -m- ^ -m- ^
ffe Î^
La, la, hi, la,
^5^^ ^ti:=1=
Dearest Pa-pa, Flow'ra

^
we bring
i»=:5f
to you,
r^^^^rr^
J
îz5=3a * ''
«
^^^ 3EEt
z^s-g
m — ^'-m- -^
fti»H*-
'w W %
1
— P »
p-r
m
£BC^ ^
-g-*-^
=15
^^ 3^
La, la, la, la, Deareut Mama, Flow'rs we bring to you.
t==^
•300 THE FLOWER BASKET.
Emily Huntington Mii.leu. Eleanor Smith.
Allegretto, p ^
^^=^ -« •- Ue:
Weave the lit - tie bask -

et, fill it up with po -
sies,
E
^^îi^feEa^^f^^^g¥^-^^g :t
3^
p r
>—g-
i^S =?^=1= -J--5-
Eos - es from the gar - den blos-soras from the wood.
fh=^ ^ zziz
^m *
^ f.. ^q:=r::^ =—^ -ft-—^ ^ N
^=r
AVith our liiitli day wish -
es, with oni- s<iii<:>i and kiss -
es.
^fcfc
b
—g
£»-<•--
^S^-^
=«^
3^
¥ ÊlE
fm Give
^^^^^
T^^-
it
^
to
^
the fa ther,
-• a?
*^ ^
S*
dear and kind and good ;
Bt
f r r
-^ *-
^^
THE FLOWER BASKET.—Concluded. JQI
Tr»
x^^x^
hi 1:1 la
s
la la. In
3^
Is In la
^la,
«./
—
^^ S
hmtt
^
A S
Give
g
it
S
to
^ tho fa -
ther,
poco rit.
-
dear and kind and good.
ar It
THE PIGEON -HOUSE.

Emily Hl-xti.ngtos Mii.lek. KoiiEKT Kohl, arr. by E. S.
Moderate.
O see mvpigeon-house.sohigh! My pret-tv pig - eons liaste to flv;

4-
« J J I »-»-« -«^
§n\ ^ i : jri \
^-^r--rr
X -> ^t
w •*•*. X -i-
E3^ ^-^-
:r
n=
To pleasant fieldn tliey quickly go, So bus -
y gleaning to and fro;
t Ml h — ^\ , I ,
I
^ i J
202 THE PIGEON -HOUSE.-Concluded.
_N| !_
-V — t^ ZME^ZMfC- E^ ^.-—*=^mt.
Aud when tliey r(niRi back to rest at night, a -
gain I close my
^- ^ -^
ÊÊEiEZitEE^
^=x- :3=1'
^=i=
--^-^ T D*=
1^ :^=«==fc ÊÊ^— :
fer;=t5=:?=qs=i=—
&EB --J—> u=
I
^
—FI3E3E
i^
pigeou house tight. Coo, coo, . . coo, coo,... Coo, coo. coo, coo, coo, coo.
NAMING THE FINGERS.

Laura E. Richakhs French Folk Song.
Andante non trnppo. wf rlnlce.
'^^^ ^_7 ^^W^^

1. TliiH 18 lit - tie Toniniy Tlniiiib, Koiiud ;nul smooth as a- iiy i)lum.
2. This is might-y To- hy Tall He's the big-sest om^ of all.
:
' ^ --^^^f^^
3=:^=q
^^=Jzriî=*=i3=g=S=:J
in f dolce.
=t;
=S^=
4^^
it
A S-^V- a*-=K 1 1
1^ — -|^ js
f* — ^V-
"—n%
qS=S=t5:
Tliis is bos-v Pc. -

ter PointiT; Smi'-ly he's a. don -
ble -
joiiit-SF.
This IS daiutv Eiu-bcn liiiiii ;
lie's too tine tor a -
uy -
thiug.
NAMING THE FINGERS.— Concluded. 203
rail.
=^
3. And this lit - tie wee one, may be, Is tho prct ty Fiii-KiT Ha -
by.
—
^^^^^^ t=r i r
a tempo.
..S -N
w-_^f!3=an
^' .^ J-'J^ -g— »* 1*
All tbe five we've counted now, Bus -

v Fin-tiiTs in a row.
a tempo
s— »-
-I-
P I -iz :=;
^ s^ -•I
-^ *
^
e&fc ^— P .
j* k 5= 5Mt
fjHr-
204 THE GREETING,
Emilie Poulsson. Adapted from a Scotch Falk Song.
Allegrrttd. iiif
» —mz
Wrr=Jf
^—
=::15:=d:
U- ±1
Now see them bere.theae friends so dear, As tliey to-geth - er meet,. .
4-
:i1t
-.^^
â^t
lKz::=m- —
-mi ml-
—^
^; -^
-"fc 8-
^ ?tt=B
-** 1^
^—^
—j-a.-* =S1
3^
J* ^^:="»* El^
With hows ])o
-
lite and fac -
es bright, Each oth er they will greet.
/ te7i.
Oh, liovv
i=jv:
-^-mt
do you do I
a*-
And
^
how do you do ?
:15=r<Lii
zf-:_*tr_«=*
And how do you do a - gain ?
/ ten.
fepaE;J^j^^-|iE^-^^=-^g
And how
^ do vou do? And how do you do?" Say
3=^
allthese lit-
^ lsrq=
tie men
-^^m^^
THUMBS AND FINGERS SAY, -GOOD MORNING." 205
m
WoTdt adapted /rom Froebel. E. S.
Allegro vivace, mf
m m
=t Xl
i 1 •«)
Tluinibs and fln -
" Good - 'Tis a ver -
gers say, mom-iiig, y
=t
* m-
1
^^ inf
IZ^ 3
"'/
fe
f 4:
pleas - ant day ;" Lit - tie point - ers bow po - lite -
ly,
P m
S ::?z=
:i:iz
zzii IS2=
^
^ It ^^^
^
Tall men nod and smile so biigbt-ly ;
"^hile tbe rest with
lt= q=
^ P
S
P »' *
/ nt « dim.
5^^ ^ ^
^ joy - ful greet -
ing, All their lit - tie friends are meet -
Ing.
=t=
* J-=T
/ r-'f e dim\, . .
-» =t:
i
i
•
fei^,l > r
-T
g 3i:
From " Sores for Little Children." for the Kindergarten and Primary Schools, by Eleanor Smith.
Publishers : .Milton Bradley Co.. Springfield, Mass. ; Tbcs. Charles Co., Chicago. With permissio*
of Uithor and publisheis.
206 THE FAMILY.
Emilie Poulsson. "W. W. Gilchrist.
li^ -
-a* ^
This is the lov -
ing Moth -
er, A\ ways good.
i=^
¥F4 ^ — > '= -^^- * W -^' -s —
r
Sij :?=;
=S=Pt
::P2=
=^
—»?
i -* —g^ —r "jp ^=»-33^ =p^

W al •
ways dear
=1=
;
This is the bus -
y Fa -
ther,
:t
Al - ways brave,
^ P-' 1 J-r-J hr-r- X -:4=
:-=i=*=^=M:
%= --^
^m =?2:
f
22^
:^
H *-•-
i i^ — j-^g^-
^
9^ full of cheer :
r«
Tliis
fi
is the nier -
^*=:=i
ry broth er,
^Êit T=*-
i^r
-^ ,r3- -L
i ;^ -j-
--^^:^-^
^-^
t =^ rS=ii=i= 3^
f grown
f I
and 80
g-H
strong
^
=«* zj=3t=:z^
— tali; This
-*^-W-«^
ia the gen
^ 1
-
tie sis -
ter,
^m^'-'^r
THE FAMILY.— Concluded. 207
Tbia is the Ba by smalL Here.tbeu.tbeyall to'
! J J _! i J r-! I
J
r'Cj^rCr"''
-* z:f
— -^
^ SJ
geth gla<l ly meet. glad
-
ly meet;
I
i>9
^ > Xz i^=î=
^ r- r
s-^r+r
:?= E^^ i
-tt*-
Here is tbe hap -

py fam - i -
ly. All coin plete, all complete.
THE FAMILY.
Emilik P0UL88OX. KrpiiF.MiA M. Pakker.
Lento ma non troppo. mp dolee. (Ihe Se/rain after a Fretieh Folk Song.)
^
k Jk 1-
rr?c irrjr
^^^
A L
This is the lov -

ing Moth -
er, Al way.s good and dear;..
208 THE FAMILY.— Continued.
I#-^
THE FAMILY.— Concluded. 209
.^/Rf.fraix, animato.
I r -g9->
^-5i-
""• «r
This bap -
py, bap -
py fam - i -
ly. They love eacli otb - er well ;
.
Vt-
?S
/ animato.
r
^-^ IV
•
:3-=£
i=^==l!C
*- ^— r ^^^Tf i^^
(s^ g=^ -T
:n?^!r=.ci=
r-
P Tbis bap - py,

-»»
—=P-
liap
-
ai>-
py
;p=p=
f;im - i -
ly, In
tLC
joy ami peace tiny dw. 11
fe=»42 t i
: 3-fe ^:* 1
*'
=1=*; jEzi: —
— !•
I 1
•-
—
t^ =^^^^=3=
^=£?EEEt^ -I k •ts-
THE FAMILY.
Emii.ie PouLreox Austrian Folk Song.
Allegretto.
i«. \ s -S te
,\ ::}*:
I* 1.
Here's Grand pa -
pa ami Graii<l-iiia -
ma, And F.a -
tber, too, and
1=^
^^ T 1 a=
g
J z:±
Sz
-t—
^
ll ^ V s v
ÊiE gu- :
i s I
:^
,
-^ to'—
Motb -
cr, With I5a by wee, om^ fain -
i Iv. Oil.
Ê^ =!=
J J \ J r^r=r^
I, for right hand

lo
210 THE FAMILY.— Concluded.
how they love each oth - er. 1 2. The Auut and TJn - cle
i=^ ^ rail.
i=:N-
fcÊt^
now we see. And lit -
tie Tons -
ins, one — two
^ — three: And
^:i:
-^ r =^=gi f^^^^
rall. -^ 5 «^&-
-T-:^
Ê^^=f=^. -S-
a tempo.
:zd^ EIIt i^
—— r iT
1
this good fam - i -
ly is fonud In hap -
py love to -
i^l*i^ Eâ^
a tempo.
m^
^^^tmm^
geth - er bound. In love to ireth - er bound.

—T
_q-i A^S:
hand.
^
t 2, for left
NUMBERING THE FINGERS. 211
Emiuk
^
Poiij?sos. Adapted from a French Folk Song.
itoderato. n\f
m
A
^
A
—
> r>—.
J^^^^ i*=i=
f^^. »*
-^ ^-
The Thumb
mf
Tit-
is
*i
o^\t.
II
The Point
^^^ tr Uco, TheMid-cllo
i
Fin - ger
-Xz
^ 1
-1^
< t
»-
1
*
1
ir-
1
thret; £ing
^^ r=85^
Fin-frer /our. Little Fin-per yire,
^^
And that is
-«
-••
all
—
—*-
fc«-
you
^ m m
! **— -m-
-m m M
*—ai—W-
^ m m 1
^ 2fow we have
* m
pnt them
T
all
-I-
^^
to bed.
:^=={E
P =1
"f^
^ -U-a— e-
-• —w-
PP
P ^^ > r^
>—V-
•
qoi - et sleep to take. And soft -

ly siiii: a Inl - la -
by.
010
0. I's; NUMBERING THE FINGERS.— Concluded.
cresc. mp dim.
3=1t W^4' j
^T J_^_J^
Lest tlii'V too ear -
ly wake: Lul-la -
l)y, lul-l.i -
l)y, lul-la -
tjS^
1r
dim.
m
cresc. mp
^y — ^ -
GO TO SLEEP, THUMBKIN. 213
Adapted from Fkoeukl. E. S.

A ndanle sottrnuto. p
Now go to sleop, my Tliuiiibkiii. so cluni -

•
sy
zi—
niulstroug;
S
And
-I _l _
^îi^-J^S=^
.
— -J I-
w
rj/f-
214 GO TO SLEEP, THUMBKIN Concluded.
z^
FIVE IN A ROW.— Concluded. 215
l#=F=
216 FINGER PIANO.
Kate L. Brown Music arranged from Caul Reinecke, by E. S.
Moderato ^
r-l-
1. liipplhig, sparkliiiKin tho sun, See the lavisliiii;^ '""""l^'Pts run :
2. Now the nier ly lark on liiiili Car - ols sweetly from the sky;
3. Thus the baud, 80 small a thing, Still may sweetest mu -
sic bring;
K-'^J-
S=^?
>-5H=jt=^ tf=z^
t=f= ^^g^
q?!^
=S=i= =it=J=
i
? 3iti2£:
Tell me, brooklet, in your play, Tell the song you sing to -
day ;
Widehe spreadshis tlutt'ring wings. Showing gladness as he slugs;

Fingers, you must move a long, You nuiy help to make the
-
song;
-1 1-
EÊE^ T—l-
3E^
rr=r r t^ 't-^
%^-^-IL*^'
— L^^B
—^ ,
r^
-• *=y—
Up and down the fin -

gers go, r.rooklefs singing as thej- flow.
Up and down the fin -
geis go, 'Tis rhe lark's song liere be - low.
Up and down the tin -
gers go, Wak-eu luu-sic sweet and low.
irî
— Ill 1—
rX=X
-wt-^-j- ^=^^*=^=
•
ri*
—9^ f f r i
Ji:-J:=z
THE HAPPY BROTHERS AND SISTERS. 217
Laura E. Ru harps. Old French Lullaby.

Andantiiio. p
1.
31
Fivo lit - tU>

IT
I'liil -
3:
divn,
^^
Bus -
j- all tin-
3=
day;
i ^^=^'
^
3=
Lifxht goes and ni-jlit comes, — Sleep -

y now are they.
m ÊET :«=
=[=t:
m
g 2.
^
Say the
m
l»
«
g^
"t*
pray'r
L*
soft -
ly.
w=J=^J==J=^^
Close the tired eyes;
3. Hap -
py, hap -
py chil -
dren, Fast a -
sleep are you ;
ptfl-^^^
^
P ^^ Mav onr Heav'nly

til e
Fa
to
ther
bed:
Watch ns
We are
till
-
we
2!?:
rise.
too.
Drop ht'a4l,.. go sleep y
218 THE BABY AND THE MOON.
Adapted from Froeisel, by Kate S. Kellogg. Jlj. o*
Allegretto, p Legato. ^-~

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La dy Moon, La-dy Moon, ing so high, Drop down to ba -
by, from
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- sail -
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OTit the preat aky Ba -
by-liin, ba •
by-kiu, down far be -
low,
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hear thee
JV^ =^
call-ing,
/
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hear thee calling, Yet
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I can not go.
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THE BABY AND THE MOON.-Concludea. 219
IJut La
N
-
H
iSE
(ly
^
moon sondeth thee
3=q5
/ poco rit.
?i=S=
3= =F=1F
* u ;ii-
Soft rays, "Moon loves the ba -

l)y," tlie noon -light says;
^
sliin-iiig
jt^ •
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1
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1^-.
nzi:
lu her house dark and blne.thon^h she must stay, Kind-ly she'll watch thee,
P ^^Ê
kinillv she'll watch thee. Kindly
^^^^^^ she'll watch theo, till
=?S=}E
dawns tlienewdav."
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for Little Children." for the Kinrlcrv'.'irtcii ari'l Primary Schotds. by Klcanur Smith.
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Publishers : .Milton Hraillcy Co., Sprin^'tieM, Mass. , Thos. Charles Co., Chicago. With ]x:nnission
220 O LOOK AT THE MOON.
Mrs. FoLLEN. W. W. GiLCHRIBT.
About Waltz ''îmg.
s O look
'm m-
at the
|-
moon,.. h>he is
i!^
.sliiu ing
=1=
up
-^ y -jc -s —S- -X y X
M>rt=3zzfS_^_ r+a*^ :^=^
y ^^ =S=^
-r-â^"
-^- t- 1
tbore, . . O Moth - er! she looks. like a
w-*—I—4 ^=^— ^- ^=X

~« — S-
^SÊgs:
^ ^2Z izSi =;3=
:»=
i
fia=2^ It
lamp. in the air. Last week she was small. And
x - -j^ -X— »- ^
y M^ 3^t
^ tr ::ri:
e:
s 2=
fe=t * :e;:
I 1-
5^^ :3=:i=
î^^
shap'dlikea bf w. But now she'agrownhig Androundas an O- And
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U-v
P^z |g>'
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rqggi
m =1S=
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O LOOK AT THE MOON.— Concluded. 221
cz: — 3==I
i there ...
-r-^g-ig
i.s a star
-I
Close by
r
her, aud may be That
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:i=t
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1
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^32;: ^^:>-*-
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I small, twinkling star Is her lit tie ba -
by.
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THE LITTLE MAIDEN AND THE STARS.

Emily Huxtixgtox Muxeu. Geouge L. Osgood.
Moderato and Sweetly
N^ a< m \ m m m -
i r I -g
^^
1. 5fow the stars be pin to peep. - In the sky so pure and bright;
2. See the iiioth-tT star so dear I With her lit tie chil-dren small,
•
3.
" Mother >t;ir I wish I knew
! How your babies go to bed;
4. Come.iiiy darling whileyou sleep I On your pillow soft and white,
^-
r- r- r
TTi/A iht movement of a cradle song.
^^^ rt It
222 THE LITTLE MAIDEN AND THE STARS.— Concluded.
Ba by soon must go
• to sleep, She must bid the stars good-night:
And the fa - ther -watchiug near, Pret ty stars I love you all
- ! !
- low head ?
Do they run as cliickens do, Hir" ing ev -
'ry yel
"
Stars will thro' your win-dow peep, Sr^ Jiug, Ba - by, dear, good-night !
Lit - tie feet are tired of play, Come, my dar ling, come a - way - !
"When I shut my eyes to sleep. All the night your watch you keep;
Do you tuck them soft and deep In a fleeo-y cloud to sleep?
Sweet-ly dreams and safe ly rest
- In your pret ty era - die nest - !
jioco cresc.
J J —9
5E
Lit - are tired of play. C<mie, my darling, come

tie feet a - way!
When I my eyes to sleep. All the night your watch
shut you keep,
Do you tuck them soft and deep, In a fleec-y cloud to sleep?
In your pret-ty era - die nest!"
Sweetly dreams and safelj- rest
I Witard. r \
\
a tempo, poco
pc rit.
*- * * * :
THE CHILD AND THE STAR. 223
Andante eon inoto e tranquUlo. J. W. Eluott.
î=S m2—J- jzgliKS-J-

1. Lit that shines so bright, Como and peep at me to - night,
-
tie star
2. Lit -
O toll nie, pniy, Where yon liiile yoarsjtlf all dayl
tU< star!
3. Lit- tie Child! at
you I pet-p "While you lie so last a - sleep;
•1. For I've tua • ny friends n high, Liv-ing with mo in the sky.
rî:
*.j
1^^ ^ •â::
ai
r
m
crejic.
iSfS^^
z^îi^^=' J
'^ 5^3f J fe
^ * d
For ten watch for you
I of In -the pret - ty sky so blue.
Have you got a home like me, And a fa - tlier kind to see?
But when mom be-giiis to break, I my homeward jour-uey take.
And a lov - lug Fa - iher, too. Who commands what I to m do.
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TWINKLE, TWINKLE LITTLE STAR.
Allegretto inoderato J. W. Elliott.
I. Twin
n,f
-
ZM^ZS.
kle. twinkle.
->
f
,v
lit
—
-
fg
tlo star. How I

--gv
won der what yon

-
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i:
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f ^
are!
P ^ * ^ ^ ^? If * 9^-^
diin
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224 TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR.— Continued.
foco rit.
=S==J!- "'0 z^-j "
iÊE^ j: i ^j;
--*==i"-
lE
Up a -
bove the world so liigh, Like a iHa -
luoiid in the sky.
I I I I
^
pS
L^
— «S —e——•—»
;«l-
U—
F»-
-J ^-r-f**.,,
;rl=-
f -
m
^. fz p poco rit.
w -trr
-r^
mf
--M=^z ~S fJT :s=iqv;
2. When the biaz- in<; sun is gone, When lie noth-ing shines up -
on,
3. Thiu tlie tiav-'ler in tlie dark Thanks you for your ti -
ny spark:
-1
m- zi=t=tzz=^z=rîi=:fz±Zz
-m- ^S- -g- -m- *
$
ÎS^f -<• •- ^
poco rit.
=r
Then you show vour lit - tie light, Twinkle, twin-kle, all the night.
How could he see whereto go, If you did not twinkle so?
-J-
^j:==];
SEES-EsÊg S :*- -^ » m
/ ft' p pcoo rit.
mf
5^ :Kz=it:
4. In the dark blue sky you keep. Oft - en
through my curtains peep,
5. As your bright and li •
ny spark Lights the trav'ler' in the dark.
TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR. -Concluded. 223
p poco nt.
^ —-^-
^
jT-
EBS
i sun
For yon nev - er shut your eye, Till tlio is in the sky.
Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twiu-kle, lit - tie star.
STARS AND DAISIES.

E. S.
Dolce.
^m 1.
2.
The
The
stars
star
are
buds
ti
bios
-
-
uy
som
dai
iu
- sies
the
high,
And
night.
f^ m
^
Sostenuto.
> ^ !
=?=:
=!s=^ i It
Ope-ning and shut -

ting in the sky, While dai-sies are the
love the moons calm, ten-der light, But daisies bloom ont
I
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b-^
f s=e=
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From " Sonps for Little Children." for the Kin<1cri,'.irti.Mi .ml Prim.iry Schools, by Eleanor Smith.
Publishers Milton Bradley Co., Springfield, Mass. ; Thos. Charles Co., Chicaeo. With pennissioo
:

16
226 STARS AND DAISIES.— Concluded.
-?<—K-
r»;=*r=i=
stars 1)(^ -
low, Twiiik -
ling ami sparkling as tliey grow,
in till! day. Watch -
iiig tlie bright sun vn his waj'.
'ir=;J
i?=:
tnp
w ^
=p=r^
--t=i=Xr^
^==tc -*i — fi-
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THE LIGHT BIRD.

Arrantjed from Robert Kohl, ly E. S.
^ : * •
m^ -m —^- ^!5=M =5t=P=
1. O pri't
-
ty liinl, O sliin -
ing bird. () bright bird on the wall!
The pri't-ty bird, thoshin
-
ing liird Th.il flifs np mi tlm w.all.'
m
î^^^.
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'-m—
-m-
—*
-m-
—m— •-
I*
—i :r=?=P^^
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gj^gp
() prct -
zP=Pi
,-^
ty binl. O
— i,,-
r—N-
shin -
ingbird.Be
S^
^5=^ =351 -N
:^z=«i
K-
and bear my call!

.still
I
Is niado of light all pure and bright, It cau-not hear your call;
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r=ff= *^g-sEg=
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^z 1^ "S^-
U
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S=«: Me^—*:zr^
is=:3^Ê;??3^ ^îi=
:j.
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:î=S- ^2 3i=^ -V-
Zj=^-
Why will you fly a- way, dear? Why won't you oonie and jilav, diâr ?
No baud can catch the light bird, Tlic prct -

ty biid, tiio bright bird !
Mz i^
g,E^=Ê^
::qv=?»:
:;it=S=
gEE gltf^^
^L_^ f S=
ss 0- -r tri .
THE LIGHT BIRD.— Concluded. 227
r^s^
I
*^
O
15ut eyes
pret
may
ty binl,
catcli
O sliiii -
and hearts inuyLuld The

-»
in;:bird,
—
O
h
brijiht binl
lij;ht \)ir<l()n
on
m^ the wall!
the wall!
THE LIGHT BIRD.

Euzaheth Chaules Lk Be tRCEOis. Elkanob Smith.
Lightly.
P W
'
¥
bir -
¥
die,
¥
gleam-ing
' '
on
—=^
the wall. Gleam -
:S=^
ing, gleam
Z2I
-
,
-
ing.
m I j-
r
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r^
sc
^ !^^
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•
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•
1 i^-i 'I— j^-K-
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^:Smrwr
• •
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'Tis the light bird, A vor
-
-
y bright
*-
:t=t:
bird. That is
* »
gleaming on the wall,
^
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1
1 U_J
j-l J
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6
? ; fl us
f
3e::-- ..1
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4=t:
228 THE LIGHT BIRD.— Concluded.
f ij,— ^
'^'=^
3^
'Ti.s till' liiilit bird, A ver -
y bright bird, But it can not bear your call.
T=^=ii^
-I ^ —
:S=2=S:
^ 1-
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:«=i^
r r "r
MESeE :^ 3î:^=JE=t;
r r
THE SHADOW RABBIT.
Laura E. Kichauhs. Child Song {Old French).
iM
1.
2Ioderalo.
_qsr:
riif '
*-
-.«
Hey, tbe Itab-bit Ho, the Rabbit! See

—
!
f
t**
*
> '
ill' i^
^
•
tlie
^'f
Rabbit on the
9> *" '
-wall,
2. Now tlie Ilab-bit sits up -
riglit, ]SIanchinsSi'''*'^s with all kjs might,
3. Down our Itab-bit cow-era now; Sure some dan -ger low-ers now.
Ft Ê^^
'^^Ê^ 3-
Pricks liis ears, for that's his liab-it; Pricks them up and lets them fall.
Se(! iiiiu wrinkle uji his none... Wliat's that for, do you sup-pose?
See, the llun -
ter with his <;an . Tliinkslic"s going to have some fun.
^SeF^^ '^^m
^
m — j r
—r 1
^B^
THE SHADOW RABBIT.— Concluded. 229
__> _y_
_\ — .\-
,V -Jt>-! —> ^V .V — .V
w sâ:^!
Pret-ty Kab-bit, stay now ; Comowith niP ami play now.
Brotli-iT llab-bit, shall I ffe«l you ? Xo, my «li-ar, I ilo iii>t yon.
iict'il
The Is our Riib-bit rcal-ly
^
Pufi^ puff, puff! bill-lets fly-iug I
dy-iu-jf
- > » =1^
I
/
N S
I f > =g=g :5t=*
¥ :r
No, ah no, he
-w
-
s^
-will not stay: Tp ho jumps ami springs a - way.
Pab-bits made up - on tliowall IVcd tlifnisflves, or not at all.
Not a bit, for see him run! Itab-bits, too, cau have tlu'i? fiiii.
S -c y ^
— 1 r^=^
zi ^ I 1
^£
f
^
^B^
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, ^
=S== ^
THE LITTLE WINDOW.
Eim.T HUNTIXiiTOX ^[II.LEU. W. "W. OlLCnRIBT.
P '^
Jirukly and gracefully.
1. Peek -
•
J'
ft-boo,peek
'•
-
^"3^
a-boo li<:ht beau
* •
- ti
•'
-
->
ful, beau - ti
^
-
ful
2. Peek -
a-boo, peek - a boo lii;ht beau - ti -
till, beau • ti - ful
3. Peek -
a-boo, peek - a-boo light, beau -
ti -
ful, beau - ti - ful
~rm
J
^ X
,--r<z—.î^^r i^' r T-<_>
!i*^: ->
X
Fed*
230 THE LITTLE WINDOW.— Concluded.
=i&=«: ^—V
iic=^?^
light! Shin -
ing so clear thro' my win - dow bright
Unlit! Mak -
ing the fields and mead - ows so bright
light! Love is the sun-shine that makes the heat bright
~F~^
^
" -T-^-^
r r
Down from the sky, soft -

ly you fly ;
Peek - a - boo light.
Flow'rs in the grass smile as you ])ass; Peek-a-boo light.
Pure we would be, shin - ing like thee; Peek - a - boo light.
-
f a —*-
i-^f
%=!?=
IZ^'
^^^m beau Peek a

^^^n
- ti - ful light, - -
boo, beau -
ti -
fiil, beau-ti - ful light,
beau - ti - ful light, I'eek - a -
boo, l)fau - ti -
ful, beau-ti - ful light,
beau - ti - ful liglit, Peek - a -
boo, beau - ti -
ful, beau-ti - ful li^'ht.
-a
-• —K- i
^^3E ^^^ ^
THE WINDOW. 231
Gborrr n. Pac.h. Eleanor Smith.

Tranquiilo.
» ^ ^ 3i:
1. Come. loT»» -
ly liplit. and shine on ns. And makes ns warm and bright;
" l)ear has sent lue dowu To make au uth er day,
2 child, the siiu - -
5= ^Lim. J m
^ -J ^ -W-^
f^
f^T^ Ton
And
shine on ns. we'll
tre.id the
=^ ^=^
gaze on yon. For day has conquered night.
path of right. By light-eu - iug your way.
-I-
it=
^
help you
1
^ i->^ i H-r-l =1
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p 3z:
m
r IrV •!-
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m 9-t-
ij J -^
J.J !;
w J ^-
ik: t=F=f=
=' —^ 1
In thiinkfiil praise of your bri^rlit ray.s, "We lift our h.Tp - py voic - ea,
lu thaiik-tul jiraiseofiiis bright rays.Theu lift your happy voic -
e.s,
m r r
^^t =*=^r :S=^ p
^S
—^^- :s=
i:^
*=?»=
=r=r
^
zfc
1 1 r
r=r
îr7> 1
For you love ns and we love you. And

ior you love him and he loved you. And
^ 3:
all tlie
all the
=tl
poco n7.
world re
world re
3: o:
-.joio
-
joio
^
es.
i
O- n— L 3I=SJ^
A i 1»
^^=»^n -I 1
— I
. ^ . .s, poco ril.
m zSr.z
•V
1
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233 TRANSFORMATION GAME.
Emilie Pol'Lssox. Eleanor Smith.
_ _ Jloderato.
i^^ :&=ii =]v:

:^=ât:
1. How b.-au-ti -
ful!Iiowjoy ous -
Our cir- <le large and wide! "VTbero
2. Vp in till- sky a bove
-
us The love. - ly stars ap - pear, Our
3. How beau-ti -
full bow joy - ous ! A wreath we now have bound, In
?^=*=
TRANSFORMATION GAME.— Concluded. 233
I
^ ^
g^t-^C^-^
» N
'round we go witli sting

-
ing, As we all love to do.
this is for our j>ii
-
reut-s. t)iir srrato - lul love to show,
star and wreath liave van -
ished, U -
ui - ted wo re main.
- —
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S% F a !
J 1 ^^
Î' S
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THE CHARCOAL-BURNER.
Emily Huxttngton Milleic Feed. Field Bullaud, Op. 30, No.l.
Aniantt moderato. /
fn^^ 1. Oh, why does the Char

=t
-
N
coal
S
- burn
=1=
-
er stay
^
2. The Char - coal - burn -
ir is bluck and grim, But
^ :t
^ '
-J-
twi J I
J -g^
M^ ^^^ — ''
234 THE CHARCOAL-BURNER.—Concluded.
ibc
^b:
piles tlio wood, And Imiius it slow to tlio cliar -

coal good. The
whack, whack, whack, And lnuiistlio wood to the cliar -
coal black.
i=7r
,^sr^
m^—r
£irs~g^
h?-
E3gE
w^^^- 3=pi^=J:
-
»^0=MZ
Blacksmith's haiiinier goes " Klinjr, klaiig, kling; Cliar-coal, char -
coal
Knive.s and ax -
es, shovels and rakes, Shoes for the po -
uy the
4-
i^ =^t-
=?5=
:s:
=n-
[~g=^
:?:2=
r-*^
^ — ——
—UÛci^t^
t^ t-^ t
3==t<i=
:*:^»ri=^
-
>
—^ I
I
hur TV an<l Ijrinj;'. For

•
how can I shoo tho po -
ny's
Black sniith makes. The
-
hel - lows blow and the ham -
iners
M^-
A?-H-
z^^ -n m-
-^
rta:
=S=:^^ I 1-
;^=ittj«i
=is=
feet, With - out good char - coal the iron to heat?

beat, But he must have cliar - coal the iron to heat.
W ricQt 1
— I
'
^
ri *-H.-
Y ^
--
jLff
l
I
it=t:
THE CARPENTER. 235
EUILIB PouLseox. W. W. GiLCHKIST.
=t
g^-jT-y-
•^
^
o.-
Till
Bu-8y .
--1
is
I
the Car-pen-t*!-, At
r
liia
n"-i
work lie stiuuls, Oli,
-
I —i-
^
the wonders
^m H«—r**
f^ I
'
I I
=S=itfE^
P he cau do With his skil -
ful bauds! Saw -
ing now, the
J -^^-^
I
* !
T J g X rys^
m Iff:
-«-l
! I
—«^
-t:
^ long, lonj; boarda Short«r soon

Kz=t:
he makes. And the rough is
P t
rf
r
1
quickly HMKMitird
r—
1 :X:
W lien the plane he takes.

^
:nT5 ^
1-. . I
^î;:^
iyirj" 'X I
^^^^^ ^=y?
y^*^'
^?^ =
fr^s:F- rT'[>^ ^
236 THE CARPENTER.— Concluded.
Oh, the won he cau do
m^
-
(lers "With liis skil - ful hands!
zt :^r
m
mtb'-n^-
red.
THE CARPENTER.
Emilie Poulsson'. EuPHEMiA M. Parker.
Con nioto giojoisn. mf Arr. by F. F. Btllard.
1. Bu -
sy is the Car •
peu -
ter ;
At his work he stands.
2. V,y liis work tlie cidok-fil soou Stiai^litaiid e - Yen jiiows;
3. So the Car -
pen - tur at hist All to-geth-er brings;
tM^ ^'^^-^
WS^ J«=
iS i:
Oh, the won ders -

lie tan do With his skil - fill hands!
Curv'd lie chansics in - to flat; "Wondrous skill lie shows.
Kails tlie boards and tini - hers last ;
How his ham -
nier rings !
^J_f
^^ Q -* — r-i
rr
— fc
Saw ing now, the

-
long
S
THE CARPENTER.— Continued.
tr h
boanls Shorter soon he makes,

I
^ 237
Thus he wurkit ho bus i - Iv. 15ut w«> hear him say.

-
Thus a CO- sy house he buiUls Where the cbihl uiay live.
I
1^ =t
^S ^s^
>:=
3^ ST
—^
^^ And
'Here
-N
the roujrh is
a
IV- >
boanl and there a lioanl I'ray, what use

N
quiok-ly smoothed When the plane he takes.

are they!' ;
-y~0
m
^s-
And for this the grate -Jul child
zr
m
Love and thanks will give.
g
rt
<< lf:
^^
^
^
? Dz,
Iter:
J>»-
Dz, Rap, rap,
;e J^-J^
rap, rap, rap !
D.C.
^m ^ « ^
^TH
IS:
IC
t^^
^
f
n^
/ COI>A.
*;^-
i
? -.^ .^ J
4. Bus -
y IS the Car -
pen -
ter. At his work he stands ;
4:
$ » ^13 f ^*
i '
=t=iF
f
• r If * * r r r
\
-• X -
it
^ These measures may be repeated ad lib. or omitted entirely.
238 THE CARPENTER.-Concluded.
35?=^ :?sz
m
w ^=^z ~g »"
i
»~. w^^-»
Oh, the won - ders he can do With his skil - ful hands f
I
^ 3^^^
I
-«-
m^^ ^m ^p^
THE BRIDGE.
Emilie Poulsson. Eleanou Smith.
Andaniino.
T
_j__j^ ^— =-
=t=^
1. Tlie hrook is flowing nier - ri - ly, Its -sva tera softly glide; -
2. But dark the wa - ter flows

between, The stream is deep and wide;
3. All thanks to you, good Car - pen ter. The child calls out iu glee,
-
-L -A 1-
ise:
?^- -t— ^r^»—^- S X
J^ ^J^^jL^£I^
A lit - tie
^
child looks long- ing-ly Be yond its rippling
-
=$*=:=*= :«»=
tide.
No way the lit -fie child cau find To reach the oth - er side.
Now I can reach the oth • er side Where I have longed to be.
-4- V-^ u --J V-
=«*=:i:
IS . rs ^$ff=
I
s-^
THE BRIDGE.— Concluded. 239
g =»=ic: :it=it
^ S
A-cro8s tlio brook are pret ty ferns, Ami oli such lovely moss!
- !
S
But 8»>on t lit- re comes a Car i>enter. 'Who works with busy bauds,
-
So ou the bridge the bap- py cbiUl Kuus buck and forth at will.
-J-»
— r =(s=t
i
8^*
u
g
r r ^ ''^m^'^S^
J-^-J-J-
?z= X X
^=. 1 r- =«=itfc
Aud flo\r'rs that seem to nod at him And beckon liiin a cross.
Auil builds a bndvrethat safe and strong A bove the wa - -
ter stauds.
Al - thouj:h be-ueath so deep and w ide. The bri>ok is flow still.
-r*-
-L
:&!
:t 4-
^^P^
^ 4- 4-
=C=P
r
m ^^^
^^^^^
T"
:?2=
THE JOINER.
NoEA A. Smith. Arranged from Robert Kohi*
Andante non trr^po. mf
m
1.
2.
X
Plane, plane, ]ilane;
Strong, strong, strong ;
•^ X ym=iz^-,f^=w-
Join
I'ush
- er,
tlie
fol
plaue
-
low tbe
a -
;rrain.
lonj;.
-^--x-
!lJ= ^^m ^^n^-\i^^

mf
fc & r 1*
im
240 THE JOINER.— Concluded.
,r=*=^ -•'-)•- =»=» -1

"
Smooth as silk tlio ta bleniows;

-
Xot a bn-ak tlie fi -
lire shows.
Make the bench all glossy whiti'; Xot a splinter li-ave in si^lit.
i^g^
Plain-, ]ilane, ]>lane; Join -

ei', follow the grain.
Plane, plane, plane; Join -
or, lollow the jirain.
^
,^=i=^=s -=;-^= :q=:irfct^
S; m
THE FARMYARD.
Cauo a. Dugan. Adapted /rota tuw French Folk Songs.
Con niotiK
1. Oh, see the gate! It o -

pens wide. Quick, my cliil dren,
m EfEEÊ :W=-*^
'^^^^-W >'
t^
-•
—^— ^ r
»
-I
«
I
1-
I
1
—
Hr
^=s=
step in - side. The farm-yard
f-zr— -^
birds and beasts we'll see.

=! ^-
^^
All good
?lzz
i^ [I *^JES
-ft ^•.
^:e?e K W .W 1 ^5--S-
THE FARMYARD.— Continued. 241
-m-K
i =^=?^ -:»— '
J J
-1-
friends to vou and nie. 2. The |iret - ty pig- ecus in the sun,
3. The clucks aro swimming round and round,
4. Just see the tur -
key strutting l)y, —
5. The lit - tie lambs are try iiig now.
I ^g
lÊfE^ -=*-K- 3^
-=1-X-*-
IP -J1—I-
§ Coo, coo, coo, coo.

jcirsti
The lit - tie colts now past us run

::t
Quack, quack, quaek, (juiick. The moth -er hen a worm has found ;
Gobble-obhle, gobble-obble. The jiigs are grunt ing in their sty -

;
Maa, maa, ma-a, ma-a. The dog joins in the Bow, wow. wow;
u
f _r i 1
S -m —^ -• — (^
:i»i
-*^
P The so - ber cows all watch the fun, And say, Moo-oo,
-t-
,
moo-oo.
The chickens run a cross the gmuiid. And cry. Pee-eep.
•
pee-eep.
The riMist- er fnim his perch on high. Cries, Cock a doo • - -
dle-doo.
The old sheep standing by the plow. Says, liaa, baa-aa. baaaa.
^
m —I-
I
# Imitate here the actual cries of the animals instead of using the sylUbles.
17
242
"^C.
-S»
f=P=
-:t-
Now close the gate

=— ^1
-f
THE FARMYARD.— Concluded.
1>>
—m — ^
so high
—«- ^10^ "I
and wide, And leave the creatures

b^-
atît
all
=t
inside;
For we would keep tlieui safe, you see. These good friends to you and me.
THE GARDEN -GATE.

Emily Huntinoton Milleic. W. W. Gilchrist,
Rather quick.
:qs^"^
Pretty gar diii- gate, we i>iav you, O pen wide and - let
1. - - us go;
'J. In the wind .so gen tlv rock-ing, Here the Mother ro.se is seen;
-
3. Darling vio -
lets, are you hid -
ing In the grass your eyes so hlue?
4-
Where the nier- rv fountain danc - es, Whore the sweet, white lilies grow.
And her ha -
hv •
huds are peep-ins 'rhro' their blankets .soft and green.
Nev - er fear that we shall leave you, AVe will on - ly .smile on you.
THE GARDEN-GATE.— Concluded. 243
|S=k: ;& fc S
=='=^^
$ ^=S=
O- pen, pret -
ty cate, we pray,
»«
pon flow rs for now 'tis day.

^
* »
Ba by-buds make
- I liiiste to j;r<>w. While the sum nier breezes blow.
-
Ko8-ea red, and lil - ies white, Violets sweet, gooil-bye.goml-night.
S S=-ff=
U>.-N- J 1
st^-^
W^ ^
m Ped. —^ *
zMz=%
Fed. ^^\^ *
it
^
Xa«t tCT"*?, —dying axcay.
J==p:=I
$ 9^^ ±*-
^^
Good bye, good - -
bj-e, good nisrht.
f "i
>^^'-g-
I
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ff,---^
:*=::^
«Tr P^
sz CSZJ
ta^ tei»:
::i^ ig t^
THE LITTLE GARDENER.

LaVRA E. RiCHARIlS. Hungarian Folk Song.
Tempo di Valge Lento.
1
1. Come, chil-dren, with
It
mo to den
the agar - -
^^
way;
m
2. "All thanks, lit - tie chil-dren," each bud seems to say...
m
244 THE LITTLE GARDENER.— Continued
-» 5f-
$ T}ie plants are all wait ins our com ing

- to -
day.
All thanks for the love that you show us to -
daj'.
s:
itztzjt
tfc
-
^m ^» -
;J=|t
In heat and in sun - shine is droop-ing each leaf,...

Now beauty and perfume shall bless you each one....
^5
^ iz^=.?; i^g^^^^^^M
A L
THE LITTLE GARDENER.— Concluded. 245
rail.
k 3:
:
^
i
j> »
j
It i
^
. .
-1 V
As the poor thirst -
y plants ho1<l tlu'ir heails up to drink!
i"or Kind - uess l>rings kind-ness,— so flow - ers all think."
It:
-!=r
^
rall.
m5?5--
THE LITTLE GARDENER.

Kate L. Bkowx. Cakl Keixecke.
AlUgretto graziogo.
»
m 3E^
1. Un - der tlie
c;^«-
pow - - ins
X
suu, Bmls
m
o - pt'n one
-*^
by one.
2. Tiuk-liug the wa tera luu, Now that their work is done.
-« m-
:••—*-
^
^ mf
i * *
|-»-V-
^ "Come! P^^^
we are thirst - y," The dear bios - soma cry!
Out roll the bloa - soras. The sun - shine to f.v^*'"
i ^^-»-
W
m =*«: lit -^ -X-
m p crese.
w Hast - en the children's feet, "Yes. we are com - in g, sweet,'

"Let us your care re - pay. Bloom for you day by daj-.
±
$ J m 1^
^ f^=f=
=s=
^r=^
246 THE LITTLE GARDENER.— Concluded.
^z
Sweet lit - tie bios Slims, Dust -
y and <lry."
Wilis -
per the pet als Glow -
iug aud sweet.
^—
Sipi
LITTLE ANNIE'S GARDEN.

Mrs. FoLLE.v. Eleanor Smith.
N
——
Allegretto con moto. ^
m^^^m-
"
-trri x^l f» ^ ' 'c* *-=
-0 m m-
1. In lit -
tie An - nie's pir - den Grew all sorts of po -
sies,
2. Sweet peas and luorninj; glo -
lies, A bed of vio - lets blue,
=?5=
Si: m.
There -were pinlis and niiir-Hon-ette, And tn -
-lips andros-es.
And luar - i - golds and as ters In An - - nio's gar - den grew.
iUtz^: :=S=
Kl^ i*=:rS=
35=;
There (ho bee.. went for lion -

ey, And the hutinnin.g birds too.
And there a -
mong her tiow-ers, Ev ery
-
bright and pleasant day.
^^- m -r-l-
O jpl-
^ -•1 B*-
g^
T
^S^ — M- — i
5^ j
-| 1
LITTLE ANNIE'S GARDEN.— Concluded.
And there the pretty Imt • ter-flica And

trz
la - - dv - birds flow.
lu her own pretty gar -
deu, Lit-tlo Au - nie wout to play.
THE LITTLE PLANT,

Kate L. Brows. "U*. W. Gilchrist.
SmxootMy, and moderaUly sloxo.
^^
p In
=i=t=
tbe heart of
^
a seed,
^
Bur -
i
ried deep,
I
so deep!
W-.
i
^
1
-^^^
=t:
m j.=j=&
»=^
* :d= ?z
K
X —*- ^ 5?^^_ja
A dear lit - tie plant Lay fast a -
sleep.
f^ ^ :si-
^^, ^
^ ag=<=
i
ai J_^
3K=K
r * r
f I?
VTake! wake! Kaid the .sun •

shine, And creep to the light;
^ I 1
^f=S^
,
fc^Ê^—X
. 1 , . ,
r-t
»
:fc:5
m
^^ f=^=f=
248 THE LITTLE PLANT.— Concluded.
.*— y- :=^-i
=i=*: I
Of raiu-drop bright.
ifc:
^^- ::Bi^:
:^
Thfu the lit tie phiiit heard. Ami it rose to see
-=P T 3^g=
-4 !-
=*=il ÊE^zE^tat :^
s >-
±5
-I — *-
p b=^=-=!— d^:
"What the M-ini-(krful

i«=i=
! won-ilerful
=e=z
ntz=*i
Out side \yorld nimst
1t^
be.
§E.^-iEi =^=--i:
«*=
;^^
^ r4==
J=
3:
:*=t:
THE WHEEL-WRIGHT.
Emily Huntincton- Millku. Eleaxou Smith.
MOder at n.
aip^-^ >~y-
-
1. Maicli to -
getli
-
er and iiev - er stop, ITeie we go to the
2. Tliis is the an -
ger, slim a)ul hmt:, Tnrn'd by the -niieel-wiight's
3. These are the sjiokes all sliap'd a -
riglit, This is the hnl) tliat
=t^
f^mmsm^ r^-
THE •WHEEL-WRIGHT.— Concluded. 249
P h *-
^^ ^
"WTiepl-wri^lit's8liop."Wlipfl-wrij:lit! slinw
r J*_Jf
us the
.
way
ÊÊiÊ^S^
you do,
hands 8o stroll':, Strai<;lit and stead- y tlio an -
per poos. And
holds them tight. This is tho rim <>(' i -
ron and wood. To
.0= J=J.
Mak wlicel so roiiiul

^^
and true, Turn - ing fast and
I
:^^r~g
!
^
intr tlie
smooth and true the hole it.. prows, Turn - ing stead -y and
fin - ish my wheel so use - ful and gooil. Turn - ing fast and
f- T
—^ —•-
^ T
^
^_;^_^
5^^,
^^ -F -m
m
fe^gji::^--
Fine.
M
I Q,h -* *'
turning shiw.This is the way the wheel must go.

^ i
turning slow, This is the way the anger must go.
turning slow, This is the way the wheel must go.
.^>^?:^5^^dSr-_:__^_^
250 THE KNIGHTS AND THE GOOD CHILD.
Emily Huntington Mii.leu. Eleanor Smith.
Allegretto marcato
P
m — m —i-\— -m I
_c^ m '
m m ^—^
§ - &-4^J
=!a=ts
^ -\=^ ^^ 3v=s^
-> N \-q
Gal -loping fawt and gal -

loping free, Who comes rid-ing so
-at
—*-
î^9^' rj-T-S -$
=s=*-
swift to lue? Five gallant kuiglits with plumesso gay,.
-I-
^;
1
/
--i'-^,.'-
m: -m (*- aLXTi :1«c:3-^
t=C=1i :=^t=
=«t=a|i
ineno mopgo.
i=S=
:t
^
-«*-
:f!*-
r*r^.
l^x:
-^-=—9-
-— =1- It«=:::^— :>,-=r:
What do you seek, good Knight, to -

day 'O - ver the world we
J—
V"
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SÊ^S^C ^
lA.
ii=:t :e=
THE KNIGHTS AND THE GOOD CHILD.— Continued. 251
Lg| .,
253 THE KNIGHTS AND THE GOOD CHILD— Concluded.
î-
THE KNIGHTS AND THE BAD CHILD.— Continued. 253
^
—
1 r—-tK=^J=js:
w
-)
. m
1-
Ada'iin
— w- =«!=P
vis - it the hap -
py chil-dren's land? Ah, brave knights you will
S
m
SH^V^
:»=^
' ^ J
-^—ti —
I
I
^
t-
I
^J
-< s
A dagio.
.
-
J-b, r^^
_
di
injs
-1 1*
^^
all be sad To know that my child is self - ish and bad.
m^ I I I
4-
-^ «-
^Bi 5t m
m ^ It grieves me mnch
=5=5*=
to say.
=P=5i
rie
J
can -
.^
not
.
ride
I
to
:^=J=i»r. 4- J s^ X
^=r ^—rS—*—:*
m—bmi-
- rrr
-Ir^ *^ ^
^
ra» -
Sm-
§
- —V •"
F^ ? S^
P d:iv On -
-m^—m>
ly good chil - dren with
--^
ns can
1
go.
'^'-^
Then a
4-
'^. iT. bTT—-r % f nm-

f
m
W ir^M [ ihs.^r--r-
254 THE KNIGHTS AND THE BAD CHILD.— Concluded.
way, and a - way we ride so slow !
.^> ^J^-> -^-- > ^cj

—Ir
lit*
=!* —rr~^ u -1
~ 1
^^ r
u —r—^-u-X g =<-
-J^
" "I y "I
f ^g
I
I
—F* ->
-F» N-
!^ l^>-T—
—13 ^
P! N
P= —w-i W
-N T-rrr*
-.
-^ 1 X 1
^c-c-r^-? ^-? t^-^

Emily Huntington Milleu. E. S.
^z
:pE=l!t:=rst
=t*=^
^4-
as
1. Jin-jrle, jingle, jin - glc ; HopI liop! hop!
Kev er fear,
n ^=rmy Look, and

-
2. dailiui; ! see,
v.b~ vW" y-'^ ^

jn ^ÊEE -»—-
-rgr^m
M^§
1^
—^^-^^—
\
1
=^:
I r IS
£3U v* ^
b=s=*^
=^=^^=^ ^ =«=p= 5^^^^^^
-a^5J=fc=^-~1
f See, tlie Kiiiglits are passing, Stopl
=6*=:^
O stop! Now my child is
All the Kuiftlits are smiling Smil-ing at me. You shall stay with
-^r— T
^^=15
1^ g
^^ - —M» >d»-»-
THE KNIGHTS AND THE MOTHER.— Concluded. 255
N N :^ B^^ 5^F
m. hap
Muth
-
-
py,
«-r,
(leiitli-. poixl
Till vtm olil -
and
er
tiue.
fjrow,
Ht<
Then
cuii
iiiy
f^n
bon-iiy
a - liil
sol
-
-
iiijr,
ilicr
a
a
.& I I I ^fe
Ii
^^
f
^ u" r »- 5^ *. M
3t:^
I Jn
acît
K K =3s:
rid - ins with you. Rid -

iiij. a
- rid -
Uig o - ver hill and dell,
ri<l - inj; shall go. Kid -
ing, a
- lid -
inj; o - ver hill and dell,
-4 ^>
?^ ^=*^
==r
P iE^ But bring

Butyou 11
hiiu hack at
1'oiue liai'k at
eve
eve
-
-
ning. Be-oaH.'<e
iiiu^. He-cau.se
;*L 1_
we
we
love him well.
love hiiu well.
#
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3t
4 U
^ -i 1-
^
^ • • ^
•
.
b
l^f*^'
J —^ >••>)
^^^ ^
Emily
1.
2.
T
You
IlL'XTiNr.TON Mii.leii.
AUt/fretio can motn.
: __>_
Bt*
m/
>^^^^
hear thu bn - plo souud-in<;.

can - no' have my dar • ling,
3=
^ So
So
nier
do
3c
•
Ei.eaxok Smith.
rv and so
not liu - êr
^clear;
here.
4-
256 THE KNIGHTS AND THE MOTHER.— Continued.
:j^""ft»"
Tlie kiiijilits r-onio i:ai ly riil -

ins, Tbey want the»^. cliild, I fear.
.Sale ill my lirart I'll ki'i-p liini, lie is .so ôod and dear.
PP
Ht
-* mr
Xciw lii<lf tliL'n quick, my dar -
lin^, And iir-s - tie close to nie,
lyow do Hot tar - r.y Ion -
ger, Hut swift -
ly ride a -
way;
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ir_zi: \ ^=^z
•
rS:
PP
s»" •-
9
-5- -•
is:
w ^=s=^
iii
%-
asm-
-^
-^
— *-
»«-
For not one dim -

X''*'<1 flu -
!Xfr I'l'e gal -
lant knights shall see.
Peep out and .smile, niy lad -
die. And bid the knights good-day.
=1^^
ti^ ^ *-
cresc.
r-^.
m
^r-^
THE KNIGHTS AND THE MOTH KR. —Concluded.
P 5^3t can -
not liave my boa -
ny
zmîw-
lad. Be - cau«e I love

^g^ him well.
t J X.
m tti X- i
^—r
I
^ i
* lU-
rr
HIDE AND SEEK.
^ ^^
f
HENureTTA K. Eliot.
Andante coti moto.
=S=K
After Haydn, hy F. F. Bcllard.
«^
m <^^-^
Where are
X — voii,
^
my Ba - bv
^
? You've Iff t
'
me
'
4=
a
'
-
loue; Who'll
m
'i
tell
I k
me, who'll tell me AVbere Ba

5
-
by
S
is
S:
gone/
m
I've
1Sy—r f 1h -t-
— s-
t
I
«:^l;=t I5=p:t / J^ ^ =5=i

f thank a
missed J!!™ so long
"S: Sf.A far, far a -
way. 1 11 •
ny
her ;
She'8
358 HIDE AND SEEK.— Concluded.
rail. --.
IC
-^- i^.-1^9 ^
one Who will Uriiig
jj
";' to stay. Why here in my anus my dear
-^
m 7--
__j___^^._.
^ ^
3t=^ ;s
i=tzi^=^=
^ -^=S;
Il==t=
=*s-"=<i#t
-i L
^
Ba by lies ! AVe oft -

en look tar for what's nn -
der our eyes.
-m
-» •-I —
»—w-
i
=«=* ESî^r
irnrt
CUCKOO.
Henkietta R. Eliot. FkED. FlELl) BULLAKD.
Molto muderato, p dolce. Op. 30, No. 2.
-J> K T
3^ Cuck -
oo, cuck -
00. The Cuck oo calls you, dear,
i^=r:«;
Cuck
•|=fEE^:
p
1^
dolct'.
:rrt= ^^
m
^tt ^^Hi^ -=i— —_-q-
=t:
^"-^= --JS--S __q_ _q _« —
oil, cuckoo. Call back and lie will hear; Cuckoo, cuck-
CUCKOO— Concluded, 255>
p oo.
tn/ ralL pentemso.
leprae
The cuckoo
g=£=!:^ h^^â;
is a -
,^
lone.
'^
a tempo.
Cnck-oo,
N.
cuck-oo,
».
^ He
m
1^
3= t»-r-4 1
=s«= Ê3K ^Tz

rail. a tempo.
^r^tf^ itr.-^ 3=-
wi/ poeo aecel.

aê
u
^
wauta
:ls=Us:
n»j- lit
^
-
^
tie one.
-*=^ :>=i^
-t—m-
Ah, now you've found him, dear. You will both he
3=^
'
•- i^ -C
5
'
wi/^ poco accel.
m S r^r—rr —r-r-r
I
It
;t=-t
rt
yempo I. rall. ^
T:
$ hap -
py here. Cuckoo, cnck -
»
00,
1
cnck
i2I
r
- 00.
ri î™^»» Tempo I.
HIDING GAME.
Katf. L. Brow.n. CAnt. Reinkckk.
Andantino p
i^ ' -gr- fi
1. Here Stand we all u - nit• ed Fur happy song nnil i)]iiy ;
2. Our cir - cle now is brnk-en, L<Mik uj) and you may muv,
260 HIDING GAME.— Concluded.
d2=t5=
:^
^3F2
* m^
X
1
:?fo break is o>ir cir -
in cle, "We sing with voic
- es gay;
What lit - tie child lias It-t't us, And hid - deu safe a •
way ;
g^=:^
ml »—^-zF^ 9 —iWr —^ —— -^ '
Here stand -we all n - nit - ed For hap-pysong and play.

If... you will till us linht-ly, AVe'U clap you in our pUu".
GUESSING THE SINGER.

Kate L. Brown. (Swabian Popular Song.) Caul Keinecke.
Andante.
lUC =r i
Blindfolded child sings :
1. The" simiT I am sing -
ing. My friend must re -
peat;
All the children sing :
2. Hush: cliil-di-en, and lis -

ten, Till out rings the song,
I r
=5=5=
pE5
GUESSING THE SINGER.— Concluded. 261
.m *- -^tLr^^^z^
ru teU who ^^^
isr Tiy j'''l
voice clear and sweet.
In the
He will not
gue«8-ing siiig-cr, ^j^^ Ion;:,
m ^Jm
^
-\r-
r c
Child seUeted tingx
^^=,^^f¥=^ ^^ 53
f Du - a • di, <lu - a -
tla, fill . le -
ri, fal -
lo -
ra, ilu - a -
I mf
Sr3i
fe:
t^
if=ft:
m ui^
-*—n-
^^ » Ji
262 THE CHURCH.— Continued.
iqt
Thfre wliere ev - 'ry Sun -
day morn Kings the suni-mons mild.
For all sweet anil love -
ly things There you'll learn to know.
Sen<ls the might -y storms tliat i.age Thro' the up -
per air.
With a sol - enin joy doth till, That, too, is his part.
From the hour that gave him l)irth, Pure and un - de - filed.
1 r
Ê=^ :ns=«t
r r^ *^ *^
"an -^ ~:^
r rt
Thro' the loft- y

Têarn of God who
windows
gives ns
there,
all, ]'.irds
-hV-»-
Kain-how light streaming

is
that sing and streams that

^ fair,
fall,
Yet so lov -
iug kind is he, Ev -
'ly small-e.st leaf you see
lie who lov -
iiig ])a-rents gave, Si.s - tersweetand hroth er brave. -
Trv, like him. tny lit - tie cliild. To he gen tie, kind and mild
- !
^•^ :^f^^r-^F"^ >L
:r^ -» ^^ cresc. .
li 1=1:
35=
-J
— at-
Froni the doors wide open tlnou n I'ealstlie or-gaji's sol - enin tone.
Suu and moon in glorious light. Tii-es and tlow'rs in beauty blight.
Knows his c-are and doe.« lii w,ll. Owns his wisdom work -ing still.
.
Gives tlicpow'r to love an h/ess, Bringingjoy anil hap - pi ness.

-
(
For 'tis thus vour -will yonlljliow To the God who loves you so.
THE CHURCH.— Concluded. 263
^ ^
Come, save the sil - ver bell. Come where
?s=^
the voic - es t«-ll

i
crese. .dim.
V » N =3r -N
—V. IP
-^-^T-r-r :^^
Of the God who dwells above, Of the God whose name is Love.
WANDERING SONG.
w
Kate L. Browtj. -^/t^r an Old French Lullaby.
Allegretto, mj Dolce.
r m ^3
^L_«L* ^1 zg:
1. First to one friend, then an-oth-er, Mer-ri ly our ball will stray;
-
First to OOP fnoiid,th.Mi an-oth-er, Lit- tie Ma ry now will stray,

-
2.
3. Round a bout our pret -ty play-room All the children love to stray;
fi
J JU -r^.
tnf Dolce.
^mmm
S-S^-hri
264 WANDERING SONG.— Concluded,
ÊE* J :^^-^|
THE VISIT. 265
Kate L. Prowx. From "CAiWrciu*' Sonpt."

AUntru Coiiiinodo. / CaKI. ItKlNECKK.
a.îi1. Dear lit - tie friends a - cross the

j:
way,
J-
AVe come to
2. Dear lit - tlo I'litMids a - cross the way, AVe're Bor -
rj'
^ îr-
f \ns It
-^-
yon
:*:
to -
day,
^ "We come to vis it
but we must not stay ; Please come and vis it
l'^-
If ^
s
fe * 'W^ =F^^
you to -
day. And give you pleas ant -
prcet - -
ing; How
US some day, Aud give us frieu<l -
ly greet • -
iug ; Come
P ^—8* '
*-
^ 1251
1^^
266 THE VISIT.— Concluded.
riten. a tempo.
fe?r
i ^ ^
w
oth - er things? "Wo -n-iBb tliat vre could see them all, But
oth - er thiugs; Tes, you shall have them all j-ou wish, And
mr a tempo.
r*szi
/5« *
THE WANDERING SONG.— Continued. 267
P^
When
«• 1
the iMiils bt? - giu

first
K*-"
^^=^ g
1
to p«>op.
i^
Ami
=t2=
birds bo -
gin
:W:
to
^m
sing:
And hwir the whis-p«T of the ^niss. The iu-sects' sluep -y bum:
Wlien beeches wave their yel low fliipf And
- scar- lot nia- pies blaze ;
AVhen all the i - cy atreauia are still. And merry sleigh -bells chime:
m -y- —~^-
-=1
^
The lamb-kins frol ic in the field,
- The ba - by leaves un-foM,
Tne rns - es bbKiiii on ev - 'ry side, The wheat is growing high.
The squirrel's stor-ing up his nuts. The corn is gath - er'd in,
The skat era skim a -cross the pond,
- The nortb-wiud whistles free.
JCf=J=
^?=S=3t ^^ =i{==4
-4-
m -^- ^r
ecs THE WANDERING SONG Concluded.
Refrain. / »»« dolce.
"We love
We love
to
to
go
<;o
^ a
a
-
-
roam
ro;iin
-
-
ing, a roam
-
a roam
-
-
-
ing,
^^--^
a
a
-
-
roam
roam
-
-
ing. We
We
ing, ing, ing,
We love to go a - roam -
ing, a roam
• -
ing, a - roam -
ing. We
We love to go a roam -
ing. a - roam -
ing, a -
roam -
iug. We
^
— s»î 1*
— :z3-
4-
î
/
9-
bzzESg^gg -ip'
love to go a roam
- -
ing On sun ny days of
-
Spring,
love to go a- roam -
ing When Sum-nier days liave come,
love to go a- roam -
ing On b? -
zy Au-tnmn days.
love to go a roam
- -
ing In frost -
y Win ter
-
time.
RIPPLING, PURLING LITTLE RIVER.

W. W. Gilchrist,
IT
i -^=x^
Rip •
pling, purl -
ing lit - tie riv Al -
ways
->-r ^ -h-
^^^^^MT^ E^^^JS^
1
g'
^-^ -
T -r- T -r 1
From " Children'

sSonss, and Hc-ni to Si>V them.
'
With pcrmissioD of W. L. Tomlins.
RIPPLING, PURLING LITTLE RIVER.—Continued. 2G9
y-"^
— ^ ^^= ^'-^ :t
flow -
iiig, hast -
'uiiig on! See the spark -ling,
b» U ^ ^ "^ "
m
^ sil - ver
-m
rip
I
-
pK>8,
>
I
As they van
4=
-
ish,
^ ^TVt^f*
J
one
*ai^
by
f-
one;
^ ->-
?i (k !s 1-
1J^-1
.^
i^ >
•:• -
. mz =Ki:
*^ 1 *
, u ' -^
m J n
P =t
Down the thro' the val -
d=
^^
hill -
side, - Slid
ley, ing
P f *
r-T -^
m jî 'i^ -t-t
p soft -
ly, mur -
^
m'ring low,.. Wa -
3
t'ring tlow -
ers,
-h_ N.
P r-' c--- c-^r'iTT''

5_^«Ê
^ ^^-y-^T-r
^
270 RIPPLING, PURLING LITTLE RIVER.— Concluded.
rati.
r=«= ^ It 5*
It
=?2=
tnrn-ing mill-wheela, Giv -

ing joy wher-e'er you go.
^JE ESE3£
rail.
"M-'-'-'n-r
a tempo.
:*=Jz =t=
f Down the hill -

side, thro' the val -
ley, Slid -
ing soft -
ly.
a tempo.
^
q!=^=i:bp=?c:
i2t
itit :**= âiz
niur-m'ring low. Wa-t'ring flowers, turn -ing mill-wheels,
W
r=? '
-"i^^sr
'—J — I-
Giv -
iiig joy wher-e'er you go-
i,^—=r Lfl*
ii=2=^ X 1 X ^ — 1*-=1 ^ ^g^^g^
J>—
^ c
CS^ r^r
^ --^ —r^
INDEX OF FIRST LIXES.
PAflK
All about, all about Baby's feet are flying lti2
All gone The supper's gone
I ! 169
Busy is the Carpenter . 235
Busy is the Carpenter . 236
Butterflies, butterflies . 182
Come, children, with me to the garden away 24:5
Come, lovely light, and shine on us 231
Come, my Baby, you shall make 186
Cover the eyes all close and tight 172
Creeping, slowly creeping 181
Cuckoo, cuckoo 258
Dear little friends across the way 265
Down goes Bal-iy. Mother's pet 163
First to one friend, then another 263
Five little children. 217
Five little maidens all in a row 214
Fly. little bird, in the golden sun 183
From the willow branches slender 198
Gallo[>ing fast and galloping free 250
Hark the church-beH's pleasant sound
I 261
Here come riding the knights so gay 252
Here stand we united
all 259
Here's a pretty cradle nest 193
Here's Grandpapa and Grandmamma 209
Hey. the Rabbit Ho. the Rabbit
'. ! 228
How beautiful how joyous
I . 232
I hear the bugle sounding 255
I lived first in a little house . 197
In a hedge just where 'tis best 191
In little Annie's garden . 246
In the heart of a seed 247
I saw you toss the kites on high . 168
Jingle, jingle, jingle 254
" "
Lmly Moon. Lady Moon, sailing so high 218
Little star that shines so bright . 223
March together and never stop 248
Merry and swift in the crystal stream 179
Merry little fishes . . . 180
271
272 INDEX OP FIRST LINES.
PAQB
Now go to sleep, my
Thumbkin. so clumsy and strong . 213
Now see themhere, these friends so dear . 204
Now the stars begin to peep . . 221
birdie, gleaming on the wall . 227
Oh, call the pigeons, baby dear . 178
Oh, see the gate It opens wide
! . 240
Oh, why does the Charcoal Burner stay . 233
look at the moon . 220
One piece this way and one piece that . 185
O pretty bird, shining bird . 226
see my pigeon-house, so high ! . 201
Over blue eyes, gray or brown . 171
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo light . .229
Peter, Peter, quickly go . . 176
Plane, plane, plane . . 239
Pretty garden-gate, we pray you . 242
Rippling, purling little river . . 268
Rippling, sparkling in the sun . 216
See the trees all in a -row . 165
Shall we show you how the Farmer . 188
Smell the flow'r. my child, and see . 173
Swing swong this is the way
! ! . 175
The brook is flowing merrily . . 238
The busy mill, the busy mill . . 187
The song I am singing . . 260
The stars are tiny daisies high . 225
The Thumb is one . . 211
The weather vane perch'd on high
is . 164
The windmill's fans around they go . 166
This is little Tommy Thumb . . 202
This is the loving Mother . 206
This is the loving Mother . 207
This way, that way, turns the weather vane . 164
Thumbs and fingers say, "Good morning" . 205
Tick-tack tick-tack
! ! . . 174
Tiny fingers in a row . 17"
Twinkle, twinkle, little star . . 223
Under the glowing sun . . 245
Up and down and in and out . 161
Weave the little basket, fill it up with posies . 200
We love to go a-roaming . 266
What does little birdie say . . 103
When little Birdie bye-bye goes . . 194
Where are you. my Baby % . 257
Where the wild rose spreads its bowers . 190
THE END.
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THE SOXGS X^J) MUSIC

SOXGS XEWLY TRANSLATED

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Deep meaning oft lies hid in childish play"

NEW YORK AND LONDON

^y 1). APi'Li'/roN AND co:\rpAtf:-.

Printed iv the United States of America

The publishers have divided this work of

antiquarian bookstore. The pictures in that edi-

certain of the pictures, making in some cases

The poems in this volume are not literal

mission to use eiglit songs from Volume I and

Morning Songs, Weather Songs, Songs of the

and generosity toward the Mother Phiy may in-

Cuckoo, Hide and Seek, and The Child's Prayer;

The Finger Piano, and for the use of The Little

for the poem of The Light-Bird to Miss Eleonore ;

Heerwart for the use of The Trees to Mr. W. L. ;

Tomlins for the use of Rippling, Purling Little

flies; and to Mr. Fred. Field Bullard for gener-

lected and adapted to the poems by Miss Euphe-

with genuine pleasure I have read the selection

POEMS AND PICTURES.

Emily Huntington Ililler. 78

53. The Knights and the Mother.

SONGS AND GAMES.

33. The Flower Basket i?. Kohl. 198

51. Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star J. W. Elliott. 223

52. Stars and Daisies Eleanor Smith. 225

Up and down, and in and out.

Kick the pretty dimpled feet —

This way and that,

By-and-bye, in work and play,

Wading in the water clear.

Down goes baby.

Down goes baby.

"Weathercock, what makes you go

So to all the world I show

Up above the tree-tops high ?

Tosses me in merry play,

Windmill, high on yonder hill,

'Tis the wind loves them I

'Tis the wind moves them I

Helps them turn the mill-stones round.

It waves the bends the tree.

And in our merry play we too.

This way, tliat way,

All gone the supper's gone

White bread and milk so sweet.

Where did baby's supper go ?

Little legs, grow long ;

Little cheeks, grow red :

You have all been fed.

When the red lips open wide.

Fruit like this" is good to eat.

Bid good-bye to juicy plum