LITTLE RAIN-DROPS.

THE LITTLE ANGEL.

RIGHT into our house one day,
A dear little angel came;
I ran to him, and said softly,
"Little angel, what is your name?"

He said not a word in answer,
But smiled a beautiful smile,
Then I said: 66
May I go home with you?
Shall you go in a little while?"

But mamma said: "Dear little angel,
Don't leave us! O, always stay!
We will all of us love you dearly!
Sweet angel! O, don't go away!"

So he stayed, and he stayed, and we loved him, As we could not have loved another;

Do you want to know what his name is?

His name is

my little brother!

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MELODIES FOR CHILDHOOD.

LITTLE RAIN-DROPS.

O WHERE do you come from,
You little drops of rain,

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LITTLE RAIN-DROPS.

Pitter patter, pitter patter,
Down the window pane?

They won't let me walk,
And they won't let me play,

And they won't let me go

Out of doors at all to-day.

They put away my playthings,
Because I broke them all;
And then they locked up all my bricks,
And took away my ball.

Tell me, little rain-drops,

Is that the way you play,
Pitter patter, pitter patter,

All the rainy day?

They say.I'm very naughty :

But I've nothing else to do
But sit here at the window

I should like to play with you.

The little rain-drops cannot speak :
But pitter-patter-pat
Means, "We can play on this side,
Why can't you play on that?"

AUNT EFFIE'S RHYMES.

IS IT YOU?

THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL.

WHO's the darling little girl
Everybody loves to see?
She it is whose sunny face

Is as sweet as sweet can be.

Who's the darling little girl

Everybody loves to hear? She it is whose pleasant voice Falls like music on the ear.

Who's the darling little girl

Everybody loves to know?
She it is whose arts and thoughts
All are pure as whitest snow.

Who's the darling little girl

Even Jesus Christ can love? She it is who, meek and good, Daily grows like Him above.

IS IT YOU?

THERE is a child,—a boy or girl, —
I'm sorry it is true,-

Who does n't mind when spoken to:

Is it? it is n't you!
O no, it can't be

you

MELODIES FOR CHILDHOOD.

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THE ROBIN-REDBREASTS.

I know a child, a boy or girl,

I'm loth to say I do,

Who struck a little playmate child:
- it was n't you!

Was it?

I hope that was n't you!

I know a child, a boy or girl, -
I hope that such are few,—

Who told a lie; yes, told a lie !
Was it? - it was n't

!

you It cannot be 't was you!

There is a boy, I know a boy,
I cannot love him though, —

Who robs the little birdies' nests;

Is it? it can't be you!

That bad boy can't be you!

A girl there is, a girl I know,-
And I could love her too,

But that she is so proud and vain;

Is it? it can't be you!

That surely is n't you!

MRS. GOODWIN.

THE ROBIN-REDBREASTS.

Two Robin-redbreasts built their nests
Within a hollow tree;

GOOD MORNING.

The hen sat quietly at home,
The cock sang merrily;
And all the little young ones said:
"Wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee."

One day (the sun was warm and bright,
And shining in the sky)

Cock-robin said: "My little dears,

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"T is time you learned to fly ; And all the little young ones said: "I'll try, I'll try, I'll try.”

I know a child, and who she is
I'll tell you by and by,-
When mamma says:
"Do this," or 66
that,"
She says: "What for?" and "Why?"
She'd be a better child by far

If she would say: "I'll try."

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AUNT EFFIE'S RHYMES

GOOD MORNING.

"O, I am so happy!" a little girl said,

As she sprang, like a lark, from her low trundle-bed ; ""Tis morning, bright morning: good morning, papa. O give me one kiss for good morning, mamma :

Only just look at my pretty canary,
Chirping his sweet good morning to Mary.