. St. Nicholas [serial] . J 1 ,; 1-aI,. DSADEb MNP ALL A PRUDENT MAID. Miss Dorothy Dot, before going to wade, Till her little tin bucket is full to the brim. Takes her little tin bucket and little tin spade, With this sand we can build us a little dry spotAnd Bobbie and she work away with a vim If the ocean s too wet, says Miss Dorothy Dot. Harriot Brewer Sterling. CURIOSITY. I saw the fog shut out the hills, The clouds shut out the slipped my pony from the barn, And galloped off—to spy!For I have read in books, and know That curious things occurWhen mists go trailing down the way And a
. St. Nicholas [serial] . J 1 ,; 1-aI,. DSADEb MNP ALL A PRUDENT MAID. Miss Dorothy Dot, before going to wade, Till her little tin bucket is full to the brim. Takes her little tin bucket and little tin spade, With this sand we can build us a little dry spotAnd Bobbie and she work away with a vim If the ocean s too wet, says Miss Dorothy Dot. Harriot Brewer Sterling. CURIOSITY. I saw the fog shut out the hills, The clouds shut out the slipped my pony from the barn, And galloped off—to spy!For I have read in books, and know That curious things occurWhen mists go trailing down the way And all the world s s then strange folk are seen abroad; In trailing robes they go; Like streamers in the wind they dance A measure weird and rise from out the sodden ground; They drift from out the sky ;And they are never seen except The mists go trailing longed so much to look at them! I galloped down the laneAnd past the dykes, to where the creek Divides the fields of grain. 932 CURIOSITY. 933 The fog was in th
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