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The Old Fourth By Mane Tetto Puruurs ECOLLECT? When we were kids, On the Fourth of July, How the Carrolls and Browns, All three families together, Celebrated? The lights and the snakes That the little folks lit, And the lovely flower-pots, And how Mame burnt her dress Full of little brown holes, With a big Roman-candle Waved over her head? The giant firecrackers, And the one that Jack held That went off in his hand And set fire to his sleeve? The great skyrockets, How they shrieked going up, And the one that came down And hit Rose on the head, Recollect? When Sister Is Sixteen By Vivian Yetser LaraMore [™ tired of being just past six When Sister is sixteen, I’m tired of hearing, “Hush, my dear, Children should be seen.” It’s true her beaux bring candy sticks And call me Little Sister, But I can’t call them Bud and Bob— It’s “Thank you, sir,” and “ Mister.” And when they start the graphophone I’m always in the way; Although I know most every step They tell me to go play. And I must walk to grammar school While Sister rides to high, For “Little folks should exercise,” I’m sure I don’t know why. I’m tired of being just past six With Sister ten years older, But I shall pay her back some day— She knows it, for I’ve told her. Just wait till she is twenty-six! (I guess you think I’m mean) But then she'll find out how it feels When Sister is sixteen. A Butterfly I watched a little butterfly As it went gaily flitting by With wings the color of the sky. And mother told me just today That once it was all dull and gray And in a cocoon wrapped away. Noise “They kick because a fellow howls,” Said Bobby with a sigh, “But, honest now, when father growls He makes more noise than I,” Drawn by Cuames A. Mister Lion Mister Hippo Mister Giraffe What Little Brother Meant The twins were both troubled by an inability to pronounce initial S. Little brother, who was entertaining a grown-up visitor, said by way of conversation: “I tee moke tomin’ out of Mith’s house!” “He means,” explained little sister, “he tees poke tomin’ out of Pith’s house.” Drawn by Hanver Peaxe An Epucatep Rat. HERE IS A CULTURED ANIMAL, So HIGHLY EDUCATED ‘THAT IT CAN SPELL THE SPECIES To WHICH IT IS RELATED. ’Rithmetic Alice Bright in school was smart, In subjects all but one was fine; But when her adding she would start, You'd find her four and four made nine. Drawn by Epwarp A. Fartz WAITING FOR THE WHISTLE. 30 | sSousaooy’s BEEN MONKEYING WITH THESE CARDS!” The Parrot Tulip By Jane Harvey ” Suggested by my ragged parrot tulips—they look like tropical birds HINK I’m a flow’r With ragged hems, And colors gay, Chain’d to these stems? I am a bird— A parrot gay, With wings to sail Me far away. Know why I’m here For this short stay Doing penance Day after day? I talk’d too much A fairy heard And chang’d me from A happy bird. Into a flow’r One week each year, * * * Take heed my child— Lest fairies hear! On His Side By Cuartes Horace Meters A TOM cat lay down with a cute little mouse On his side while he slept peacefully; Asight seldom seen in the average house, Though it scemed not peculiar to me. Old Tom seemed contented as I looked him o’er With a sense of elation and pride. But, pardon me, I should have told you before: The mouse was upon his inside! In the Air A funny old fellow named Murch Got a job a’painting a church. When he got to the steeple, And looked down on the people, He exclaimed “How is this for a perch?” Swimmin’ All the gang of boys wentswimmin’, Johnny Green the rest was trim- min’; He could dive’and float about, Best, ’cause he was very stout! A Question Said Lady Mouse to little mice, “Now, children, have a care! That sly old cat is sneaking round To catch you unaware, Let’s tie a bell around her neck, So we'll know when she’s prying.” Vm “Bravo, Mamma!” said baby Mouse, “But who will do the tying?” icbooks.com ee