Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . In the Park Oh, sister, this must be a buckioheat-field ; see all the dear little buckwheat cakes!. By the Yard Mr. Elephant. / suppose at that price you urill paint me full figure, life size?Artist. What do you take me for—a house-painter? The City Child HIS playground is the stony street,By soot and dust defiled,Or some fair park, all prim and neat—The little city child. Ah, not for him the meadows wide,The brook that tumbles oer Its shady sand; the soft hillside,The forests piny floor. He cannot know the thrilling joy Of livin
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . In the Park Oh, sister, this must be a buckioheat-field ; see all the dear little buckwheat cakes!. By the Yard Mr. Elephant. / suppose at that price you urill paint me full figure, life size?Artist. What do you take me for—a house-painter? The City Child HIS playground is the stony street,By soot and dust defiled,Or some fair park, all prim and neat—The little city child. Ah, not for him the meadows wide,The brook that tumbles oer Its shady sand; the soft hillside,The forests piny floor. He cannot know the thrilling joy Of living things and wild,But seeks to find it in a toy— Poor little city child. L. M. S. A Creator C OUR-YEAR-OLD Kingsley had heard*- at Sunday - school the story of thecreation. The head of a avorite doll havingcome off, he found he could make it stay,at least for a time, by planting it firmlyon the shoulders. From this he drew hisown theological deductions, and hastening to his mother with his discovery, he ex-hibited his trick, with the comment, See,mamma, Im God. The Evidence MY father says, and certainly my fatherought to know,Our ancestors were monkeys
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