Miss Fanny has a little niece who lives so far away
That she has never seen her, though she's six months old to-day.
To be an aunt, Miss Fanny said there was so much to learn
Of proper auntly methods she knew not where to turn.
She'd never been an aunt before, and knew not how to be,
And so she asked if I should mind her practicing on me?
She bought a long thick blank book bound in leather, gold and brown.
And first we did the lovely things, and then she wrote them down.

There's chapter one, called "Going to bed, and how to make it fun";
And chapter two "On dressing dolls, and how it should be done";
And chapter three (the one by me), called "Things about the dark";
And chapter four we did last week, "On going to the park."
We're working now on "Cookies" (and we find they're apt to burn),
And after that is written down, there's not much more to learn.
Now if you ever meet an aunt who's not exactly right.
Just borrow dear Miss Fanny's book, and leave it out in sight!


--_Selected._




DONALD'S "FORGETTERY."


"Oh, I forgot!" It was Donald excusing himself for leaving the gate of
the chicken yard open, and now the pansy bed was all scratched up.