Baby sends a pooty kiss to his uncles all, TOPSY-TURVY WORLD. LILLIPUT LEVEE. [Deliver in a quizzical, droll manner.] If the butterfly courted the bee, And the owl the porcupine; If the buttercups ate the cows, To be worried, sir, by the mouse; If mamma, sir, sold the baby To a gipsy, very cheap; If a gentleman was a lady, And a brook was oceans deep; I should not consider them blunders, THE GOOD LITTLE GIRLS. MARY MAPES DODGE. [Give the last lines in a bashful way.] Oh, where are all the good little girls, Where are they all to-day? And where are all the good little boys? Tell me, somebody, pray. Safe in their fathers' and mothers' hearts The girls are stowed away; And where the girls arc, look for the boys, COOK-A-DOODLE-DOO. ANON. [Imitate the flapping wings and crowing of the fowl herein described.] A little boy got out of bed 'Twas only six o'clock And out of window poked his head, The little boy said, "Mr. Bird, Pray tell me who are you?" "What would you think if you were me," Cried, "Cock-a-doodle-doo !" "How many times, you stupid head, That old bird winked one eye and said He slammed the window down again, And, pecking at the window pane, TROTTY MALONE. MARY MAPES DODGE. [Imitate, as far as possible, each conveyance.] Boys and girls come riddle and ravel; Crispy, crackly, snow and tingle- Stony, bumpty, bang and bolter- Slidy, glidy, jerky whiff-ter- Flippetty, cricketty, elegant, go- "A fig for them all!" cried Trotty Malone, "Give me a stout pair of legs of my own!" THREE BUGS. ALICE CARY. [To be given in a simple, natural manner.] Three little bugs in a basket, And hardly room for two! And one was yellow, and one was black, The space was small, no doubt, for all; Three little bugs in a basket, And hardly crumbs for two; And all were selfish in their hearts, The same as I or you; So the strong ones said, "We will eat the bread, And that is what we'll do." Three little bugs in a basket, And the beds but two would hold; So they all three fell to quarrelling The white, and black, and the gold. And two of the bugs got under the rugs, And one was out in the cold. So he that was left in the basket Or a thread to wrap himself withal Pulled one of the rugs from under the bugs, And so there was war in the basket, And he that was frozen, and starved, at last And pulled the rugs from both of the bugs, Now, when bugs live in a basket, Though more than it well can hold, The white, and the black, and the gold; And leave no bug in the cold! HOW TO GAIN FRIENDS. ANON. [Recite in a natural, conversational tone.] "Well," said a straight-backed, straight-legged chair to a cosy little rocking chair by whose side it had chanced to be placed, "before I would be such a drudge as you are I would be a stool, or, if possible, something still more insignificant. People are not content with making you nurse every person, big or little, but you must also continually be rocking them to and fro." "To be sure," answered the little rocking chair pleasantly, "I am always on the go for the gratification of others, but thereby have I won for myself many friends, and appear to be a great favorite with all. This well repays me for my trouble." And so it is with little girls, and little boys, and other people. Those who cheerfully and willingly do for others are the ones who gain for themselves many and lasting friends. FROGS AT SCHOOL. GEORGE COOPER. [Deliver in an imitative, descriptive manner.] Twenty froggies went to school, Twenty little coats of green, Master bullfrog, grave and stern, Showed them how to say, "Ker-chog!" Twenty froggies grew up fast; TWO SOMEBODIES. ANON. [To be delivered in a natural, colloquial style.] I know somebody who always appears to be miserable, and this about heris the way she contrives to be so: she is always thinkin fretself; constantly wishing for that she has not; idling her time; |