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The Humble Hen
k~cluck, (lurk-cinch, oh humble But you are useful. humble hen.—
heo— And lay us eggs to cat,
You scratch about 37,“: yard, For which we're thankful, humble
In very serious. humble hen-
And seem to \‘.‘l\l‘i( so hard.
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THE B.\ BY MOON.
night I watched the baby moon
A: lie was [wing put to bed;
. .seerncd to think it much too soon
- And kept on pet-ping out his head.
then he “‘lt'ifii'll all his tries,
And from 17(liillll tlzem seemed to
‘ peek,
tossed aside his cloudy clothes.
50 he could play at hide and scekl
to moner was hi‘ all tucked in
l By Mother Nature than he tried
"if! silvery shini- :nul jolly grin
] Upon the tall tree tops to ridcl
”it: long his mother with him bore,
, And humorcd every childish whim,
with a rtuliing and a roar
With downy quilts she covered him.
quilts hung over :lt the sky
‘ g All night and all the next long day,
hen—-
So busy and so neat.
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FRIDAY, JUNE 2’ 1992
“Not Like Clothes Out on the Line, Getting Wetter All the Time”
Patter, patter comes the rain,
Failing on the town again;
Merrily it plays skip skop
On your umbrefla top.
jingiing in the spouts and eaves,
Without asking by your leave,
Singing tunes upon the pane,
Naughty, naughty drops of rain.
Umbrella, rubber shoes,
\‘t'e car. go where We choose:
\Ve're not like clothes out on the lint:
They‘re getting wetter all the time.
The Snake and the Frog Can’t >Be Friends
fit!!!
NCE upon a time a little frog
0 went hopping about in the green
wood, when he metalirtlc snake
crawling along.
It was a pretty little snake and the
frog called out: "
"Good day, you pretty little crea—
turel"
"Good day to you!" answered the
,liltlc snake. "You are also very pleas-
ing to look at."
The frog was young and had never
seen a snake before, nor had'the snake
ever seen a frog. for it was also very
young.
“Let us play together,” said the
frog, which was a very lively little
creature and inclined to be sociable.
"I am willing," replied the little
snake. “\‘Vhat shall we play?"
“Games, of course,’ said the frog. "1
know some nice hopping ones. Can you
hop?"
"No," said the snake, "but I can
A Windy Day in Squaretown
The wind that blows in Squaretown
Is very apt to be
Unpleasant for the citizens,
As you can plainly see.
Umbrellas are demolished
And hats are blown away,
But everything is just as square
As on the brightest day.
‘ that snakes
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crawl and glide along very fast.
you glide?"
“No, I can not," said tlte frog, “but
we can learn from can}: other."
So the little frog and little snake
began to play; but, try as it would, the
little snake could not hop lightly about,
nor could the little frog glide without
hurting its delicate skin on the rough
ground.
“hen the little frog
home his mother asked:
“\N’here has my little son been to-
day?"
“ln the forest," said the little frog,
“playing with a dear little snake."
Mrs. Frog shrieked aloud. “My
child! My childl Do ycu not know
are deadly playfellows?
Can
reached his
They are poisonous and kill anything
they bite."
"The little snake did not bite me,"
said the little frog.
admoni shed.
Snake
she
with buy
,"My dear son,"
“newt-F, nc‘vef play
again! Promise me:
And the obedient little frog prom-
ised.
In the meantime the little snake glid-
ed home to his mother.
"My sweet son,” said Mrs. Snake,
"have you had a pleasant morning?"
"I surely have," said little snake, "for
I played in the forest with a little
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snakes always eat frogs, and here you
have allowed one to escape!"
"He was a nice little frog," said the
little snake, “but he couldn’t learn to
glide like I do." ,
"My child," said his mother, "prom-
ise me that from now onward you will
always eat a frog if you get the
chance."
And the obedient little snake prom-
ised.
Next day, as the little frog was hop-
ping about, he saw the little snake
crawling along.
The little frog stopped short, and so
did the little snake.
“Mo mother has made me promise to
obey her," called out the little frog.
“My mother has made me promise to
obey her," called back the little snake.
And they turned away, the little frog
hopped to the north and the little
snake glided to the south, and never
since have frogs and snakes played to-
gether.
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The Stately Swan
Slowly, slowly, swimming by-e
See the swan so stately;
Slowly, slowly, skimming by—
Smoothly and scdately.
Graceful cnrxcs in (“."i 'Ine— I‘
LIt‘\“lll,g oft kc. '
All the World >‘3t7114 4‘21”;le-
EVCl'y bit and \\:1
A Bright Day in Squaretown
'Tis Sunday mom in Squaretown,
And all is peace and rest,
The children and their parents
Are dressed up in their best.
The church to which they're going,
The houses everywhere
Are like unto the people,
For everything is square.
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A LAWN! kinrntfl.
Lady Sea is CXiTa'ingiilll 'ui‘h
Deary me! '
Mother says it's in: of [lace
For little girls to “car we :1;le
In games to sccntflc,
But when I play \zrfz: runs
the shore
Sometimes
more!
lace,
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A FLORlDA SUM}.
Sing a song of l-thua.
Sunny (VCl'lllt'l'C, ~’
Four and twenty f: kc '
Snoozing en ti:
Up swam Mr. .
Chuck-ling, ‘ 3. . ..
So instantly he gniprd 1115::
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MOTHER G005}; illltt. USS.
moon next night did We espy, frog." ‘ ‘A , e. _ V '
He wasn't ’lmvcd to come and play! And Mrs. Snake hissed so loudly that - , i g. 9 at!) Jack Beanstalk Said 1.: bed Radial
she almost scared her little son. i-— . a ‘1" Hood, . ~ ‘
’13 when the third night rolled around, "\Vhag is it, mother?" he asked. .) "Let me go with )‘HU 1‘. 7mg". 11.221 tour
A 13’8" and -" “lee” moon “You poor innocent child," said Mrs. - 3 \x some wood." .3
“ado shining patches on the ground l' Snake, “l have neglectedyour cdum- , - _ Bl“ 511C “’Pllc‘di "we r” .. ”a": 1
And bedtime dl‘ln'l come $0 500!” fl'r‘ ', tion. I should have told you that we ' rélfi'fl I To climb your l)t‘;ill\i..‘i\‘ Er: .i".‘.'.il. f
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“Laugh and the World Laughs With You”
This puss lives in Missouri. His motto is not “Show me.’ however, but
and the world laughs with you.” He certainly has a silly grin.
_ Would mew,.
The Adventures of, the Puss
ITTLE Gray Kittie had, at times,
L grievances, which were very
often quite hard for her Kitten-
ship to endure.
She dearly loved the darling of the
household who was Baby Brother, just
two years old. - .
And she would go {risking up to him,
with her bushy tail curled over on one
side .
And Baby Brother dearly loved that
dear, playful kitten.’ ahd' most of the
time he played, gently with her; but
quite often he forgot his mother’s
teachings, which were: . “Be kind,
Deary, to the kittie; even a baby can
learn to be gentle to dumb animals".
- You see Little Gray Kittie was a
betutiful Angora, and so she had lots
of soft, silky fur for Baby Brother to
catch hold and pull; and 'ohl‘ how that
would hurtl -
Then' that kitten had at time: other
grievances which» were - also hard to
bear, for -Mary Ann,,_the maid of all
work, very often -forgot- -to fill -her-
pretty china saucer with. fresh milk.
“This milk is song-Mary Ann; please
give me some fresh, won’t you?" she
And generally be: mowingwouldne
understood and her reheat would be
washed and’ filled with lovely, fresh
milk. ,.
But not always; sometimes Little
Gray Kittie would be told in impatient
tones that the war far too particular
for a ldttie out, and even if her milk, wwwema shortfistanoefie
. Boots, when she comes here on visitsw -
.fecl disheartened. . . ..
mars!
was sour, she should drink it and be
thafikfui she had such a good home. '
So one cold, drear morning, after
v Little Gray Kittie had endured quite a
lot of teasing and pulling of fur by
Baby Brdther, and after she'd mowed
and mcwcd for. sweet milk, and had
been told by Mary Ann in impatient
tones that she was surely a terrible
nuisance, she thought:
"I really think I am a very much-
abuScd kittie,‘ and the wisest thing for
me to do will be to run away and seek
myfortune.
_ “I hear Baby Brother’s young auntie
reading the story aloud to Puss in
I wonder if I could find a pair of high,
blackboots with red tops in the woods
back of the house? I’ll go and see this
very morning." ., '
So Little Gray Kittie Who had al-
ways been kept ertremely comfortable,
started out to see what she could find‘
in the woods. . -
After she had trotted bravely albug‘
for quite a while, the woods seemed to
be just as far away as when she first‘
“her.
started on her searching for Pussdn—
Bodts' belongings, and she began to
Then she had luck come to'her, for
she had the chance of taking a ride in
a baby carriage, which was being trun-
lecd by a sturdy nurse maid. _.
r' “Jump in and take a. ride. you beau.
ttful kitten)?" the maid said. Andwhen
- in the Woods
away the carriage was turned around.
And Little Gray Kittie. knew she must
jump off if she wished to visit the
woods.
“My, how lovely and -quiet these
woods are, with no Baby-Brother to
pull my pretty for collar,” she said as
she looked all around at the dim green-
ncss. ' V ‘
"I feel tired, I think I'd better take
a nap before I begin sehrehing for
those boots,” she sighed as she crept
‘in the center of a cluster of thick ever—
green bushes. i
And in a, moment she was sound
asleep, and she slept and slept. v»
When she awakened she knew it was
night by the great darkness everywhere.
But being a kittie cat she. had no
trouble in seeing everything that was
to be‘seen in the woods.
"Please, some kind fairy, bring a
pair of high boots wfth scarlet tops
and ‘a fme’ supper of the white meat of
chicken!” cried Little Gray Kittie, Who
we‘s v‘ery hungry.
\But no boots were brought; to her.
Neither Was there any supper served to
However, an oldrowl booted; “I‘ll
take you home." .
And he flew down and the kitten
jumped on his back. After several
‘Very, very narrow escapes from falling
off thc‘owl’s back, she saw the light
shining in Mary Ann’s kitchen. And
.thamléng the owl very gradouslytand
shaving him several min homes, Lit-
Gray Kittic‘tt'otthiini'them i
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Baby- hens With
There are snowreopartts, but did you
ever hear of' “snow *lionsi’" 'Here‘s a"
pair. K'Snow Ilions, because they were
captured by ”Mr. H. A. Snow, of the
Oakland (Calif) Public Museum, who
has spentxtwo years in Africa with
Mrs.~ Snow and their seven-year—old
daughter, Norma. huntingpbig game and
Sharp “Toofies”
miles and crossing the opt/6hr tm'ol
' es.‘ ‘
flxf'xSomebody said the; \rrnu (‘31:):
of your hand,” was s tigesicd .0 c
Snow, and he responded: . -_ Hg
“One of them ate out (t trig? m
tool: a piece of, my hand'alrng 2W
food." But they should keep tr
away.
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