. St. Nicholas [serial]. of strangers to rescue a they carried themselves well and did nt doanything foolish. You can see that they re well-bred, said Tom. All unconscious of these compliments, the girlscontinued on their homeward way, arrivingsafely at length, in time for Cjax to enjoy theevening meal in the felicitous feline fellowship ofhis brothers Ajax, Bjax, and Djax. (To be continued.) THE MIRACLE BY HARRIET H. PIERSON A baby seed all dressed in brown, Fell out of its cradle one day;The West Wind took it with loving arms And carried it far away. He laid it down on a bed of leave
. St. Nicholas [serial]. of strangers to rescue a they carried themselves well and did nt doanything foolish. You can see that they re well-bred, said Tom. All unconscious of these compliments, the girlscontinued on their homeward way, arrivingsafely at length, in time for Cjax to enjoy theevening meal in the felicitous feline fellowship ofhis brothers Ajax, Bjax, and Djax. (To be continued.) THE MIRACLE BY HARRIET H. PIERSON A baby seed all dressed in brown, Fell out of its cradle one day;The West Wind took it with loving arms And carried it far away. He laid it down on a bed of leaves, And hid it with blankets white;And there it slept like a weary child, Through the long, dark winter night. It woke at last, when the springtime came, And stretched its arms on high,And it grew and grew through the livelong day, Toward the sun and the clear, blue sky. It drew its food from its Mother Earth, And it drank the cooling shower,Till the small, brown seed was changed at last To a sweet, wild, wayside flower!. AN AFTERNOON PARTY—THE FIRST ARRIVAL. From a painting by J. A. Muenier. 629 WE AND OUR NEIGHBORS T is very hard to sleep sometimes; you see, the first of May,A very noisy family moved just across the s Mr. Bird and Mrs. Bird, and Master Bird and Miss,And every morn at half-past four, they raise a song like this:A ehirp-a-dee, a chirp-a-dee, a chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chee !They do not seem to care a whit how sleepy mortals be. We cannot ask them to vacate (this noisy concert band);They occupy the highest tree there is at their elevator that they use is each his own swift wings;Contented in this high abode the happy household sings:A chirp-a-dee, a chirp-a-dee, a chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chee !You people miss an awful lot, who dont live in a tree ! This family does not like the cold, and journeys south each fall;And, though we say they wake us up, we long for springs minstrel troupe comes back to us as noisy as before,And
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