. Picture fables . -o-^s-wj ^^^fr&.S THE SQUIRREL AND THE WIND. •JUIRREL. Ho, ho, Master Wind, with your noisy roar,I think I d better go shut my door,And open another, there, over the I can blow in there, if I choose, to-day. 5UIRREL. Ill shut them both, then, when you appear,For really Id rather not have you here. You should see the face that the Wind then made, But the Squirrel cared not for all he said; The Wind kept shaking the old oak tree, The Squirrel scarce heard him—what cared he ?— Over the fields he left him to roam, While he crackd his nuts in his pleasant home. 5. -^ Wr
. Picture fables . -o-^s-wj ^^^fr&.S THE SQUIRREL AND THE WIND. •JUIRREL. Ho, ho, Master Wind, with your noisy roar,I think I d better go shut my door,And open another, there, over the I can blow in there, if I choose, to-day. 5UIRREL. Ill shut them both, then, when you appear,For really Id rather not have you here. You should see the face that the Wind then made, But the Squirrel cared not for all he said; The Wind kept shaking the old oak tree, The Squirrel scarce heard him—what cared he ?— Over the fields he left him to roam, While he crackd his nuts in his pleasant home. 5. -^ WrWWVfoJ ^M^Jfl^C^7^ fa; THE BOY AND THE SQUIRREL. BOY. Squirrel, dear Squirrel, up there on the tree,Youre perchd up so high I scarce can see;Wont you come down now, with me to play ?SQUIRREL. It is too merry up here to-day;I think it far better fun, to goHere in the branches to and fro. Through the garden the child then strayd;Through the branches the Squirrel the boy came back to the tree— Now, dear Squirrel, come play Avith said Skuggy, To tell you true, I havent the time to play with you. 6 THE KITTENS. KITTENS, now Ill find names for you,Each from the thing it best can do :Velvet well call the one there asleep,Slyboots the kit who so softly can creep,Mouser the pussy who hunting doth seem,Lickdish the one with its nose in the cream. They grew to be cats, each nice little all day on ones lap would sit;In the corn-loft Mouser a-hunting would go,While Slyboots crept through the barn below ;Lickdish went in the kitchen to dwell:If he was a plague, a
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