There's Ruth (her arm's broken!)
And Jane and Annette,
They never have spoken
Or laughed even, yet;

But I know when they're glad,--
Mothers always can tell,--
And I'm sad when they're sad,
For I love them so well!

Whenever we walk,
Though they're still as can be,
I can easily talk
Quite enough for the three.

W.G.




BABY AND THE BIRD.

[Illustration: BABY AND THE BIRD.]


Baby is looking out of the window. Jane is holding him up so that he
will not fall out. What does he see that makes him jump up and down with
joy?