When mother lets us play . jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo. —Thomas Nash Play this in honor of the New Year. Inviteyour parents to it. 66 WHEK MOTHER LETS US PLAY A NEW YEARS PAGEANT OF GOOD RESOLUTIONS The claildren greet tlie young New Year, as he iscrowned by Father Time, and declare their goodresolutions. PLAYEES The New Tear:—A young Time:—One of the older to Parents:—First to Animals:—Second to Studies:—Third of Play: Fourth children as birds, other children as singersand dancers. COSTUMES(IF DESIRED
When mother lets us play . jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo. —Thomas Nash Play this in honor of the New Year. Inviteyour parents to it. 66 WHEK MOTHER LETS US PLAY A NEW YEARS PAGEANT OF GOOD RESOLUTIONS The claildren greet tlie young New Year, as he iscrowned by Father Time, and declare their goodresolutions. PLAYEES The New Tear:—A young Time:—One of the older to Parents:—First to Animals:—Second to Studies:—Third of Play: Fourth children as birds, other children as singersand dancers. COSTUMES(IF DESIRED) The New Year: White with silver border, cloakof cotton batting painted with black spots(to look like ermine), silver crown and scep-tre, number of year showing on crown. Father Time: White wig and beard, long brownrobe, in hand scythe or sickle of cardboard. Reverence to Parents: White, wreath andbouquet of white roses. Kindness to Animals: White, wreath andbouquet of red roses. WHEX MOTHER LETS US PLAY 67 7. The New Year Crowned by Father Time. 68 WHEN MOTHER LETS US PLAY Attention to Studies: White, book in of Play: White, wreath of green smilax, kite in : rest of the children: White, blue ribbons. (On a throne is seated the New Year. Fa-ther Time places in his hand a sceptre and on hishead a crown. From all sides children troopjoyously toward the throne.) FATHER TIME Here come the children,O little New Year,With promises sweetThee to greet;Quick feet dancing,Glad eyes glancingJoys new birthInto every veinOf the wishful at thy feetThey would repeatTheir firm resolvesOf service meet. WHEN ]MOTHEll LETS US PLAY 69 THE FIEST CHILD AS EEVEREXCE TO PARENTS (Stepping forward.) O parents dear, whom I love bestAnd in whose love Im richly blest,Thy words I firm resolve to heedAnd prove my love by loving fretful frown Ill eer allowLodgment on my childish brow,Within mv heart inoratitudeShall neer its ugly form intrude,
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