St Nicholas [serial] . ee little bears to everybody; For we live in the wood — which no man- If vou wont teach us manners, ners how did you learn ? said everybody. We re going back home,Said the three little bears to everybody. For after the night falls it wont do to roam;So we 11 say our farewells to everybody. For when you came in you were quite aspoliteAs Tommy Perkins, said everybody. You bowed and you danced, while we allsat entranced,So sweet were the notes, said everybody. You wanted to learn to say, A, B, C, Like gofid little bears, said everybody. We 11 dance all the way
St Nicholas [serial] . ee little bears to everybody; For we live in the wood — which no man- If vou wont teach us manners, ners how did you learn ? said everybody. We re going back home,Said the three little bears to everybody. For after the night falls it wont do to roam;So we 11 say our farewells to everybody. For when you came in you were quite aspoliteAs Tommy Perkins, said everybody. You bowed and you danced, while we allsat entranced,So sweet were the notes, said everybody. You wanted to learn to say, A, B, C, Like gofid little bears, said everybody. We 11 dance all the way, for we know Then they stood up and bowed, and heldout their paws,And shook hands all round with every-body. And when we exclaimed, Such fiddle-dee-dee!No notice you took, said when we all shouted out, One! Two!Three ! Four!Instead of roaring, said everybody, how to play,Said the three little bears to everybody. And with our best compliments we wish yougood-day. Good-day, and good-luck! said THE SNOWMAN. By W. W. Ellsworth. One day we built a snowman. We made him out of snow;You d ought to see how fine he was,- All white from top to toe! But in the night a warmer kindOt wind began to blow, And winter cried and ran away,And with it ran the snow. We poured some water on him,And froze him, legs and ears; And when we went indoors to bed/ said he d last two years. And in the morning when we wentTo bid our friend good-day, There was nt any snowman there; -Everythijig d runned away! THE LETTER-BOX. Boston, Mass. Dear St. Nicholas : Our family have taken you forfive or more years, and in that time it never occurred tome to write to you until to-day. This magazine is really intended for my sister, but Iam always on the lookout for it, and as soon as it arrivesI get hold of it and call Hal, my brother, and we runoutside and read it in a place where our sister is notlikely to get hold of us. I live on a ranch in Texas. We raise sheep, cows,and horses. I like t
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