They've had to whip and punish him
And take his food away.

"And that is why I do not love
To see him dancing so;
And if you thought of it, my boy,
You'd feel with me, I know."




THE SHEEP IN HEAVEN.


[Illustration: Letter C.]

"Come to the window, mother!
Look out, and you will see
How fast these little clouds sail on,
Above our old elm tree!

"And tell me, dearest mother,
Are these the sheep of heaven,
That in that land are feeding,
From morning until even?

"How soft and white and shining!
Oh! say, dear mother, there
Is everything so gentle,
So lovely and so fair?"