LITTLE RAIN-DROPS.

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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: "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?

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.

MELODIES FOR CHILDHOOD.

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!

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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 :
Was it? it was n't 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:

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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,

'Tis 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.