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Toddlekius cried in a tone of awe,
Watching the lost grains go—
“ Papa, she's planted the wheat in her crawl
Do you s'pose it'll sprout and grow?"
Papa laughed out til] the tears filled his eyes;
Todd’cirins joined him, though lost in surprise ;
Speoklety cackled, " That wheat -zviJl grow ;
It’ll grow into eggs. Don't you think I know ?”
M rs, M ay M , A n d er so n.
THR BRAVE LITTLE MAID,
I !M not afraid of anything/’
Cried little .Bessie Brown.
Who thought herself the bravest lass
Tn all Northampton town.
“ I know a girl who’s scared at mice,
'While rats would make her shriek;
I’m not afraid of rats, not I,
I love to hear them squeak.
“ And look at Cousin John ! it makes
Me laugh to see him run
When Uncle's turkey-cock appears;
It is greatest full !
" I'm not afraid of turkey-cocks,
Although they gobble so.
I’m not afraid or anything ;
Ru!;, then. I'm brave, you know ! ”
One day this hearty little maid
To see her granny went,
A well-filled basket on her a?'tii
With gifts by mother sent.

