PUSSY-CAT lives in the servants' hall, For whenever they think of taking the air, The Pussy-cat says, "Come out, if you dare; Scrabble, scrabble, scrabble, went all the little mice, For they smelt the Cheshire cheese; The pussy-cat said, "It smells very nice, Now do come out, if you please." "Squeak," said the little mouse; "squeak, squeak, *squeak," Said all the young ones too; "We never creep out when cats are about, So the cunning old cat lay down on a mat, "If the little mice peep, they'll think I'm asleep ;' So she roll'd herself up like a ball. "Squeak," said the little mouse, "we'll creep out And eat some Cheshire cheese, That silly old cat is asleep on the mat, And we may sup at our ease." Nibble, nibble, nibble, went all the little mice, Then the cunning old cat sprang up from the mat, And caught them all with her claws. AUNT EFFIE'S RHYMES. Ah! he finds it is not steady; He is frighten'd-save him, Eddy- Now he's safely on the ground, Blue-eyed baby, oh! beware Better far not climb at all, But upon the carpet crawl, If you Dear baby! SUMMER SONGS. A CHILD'S NIGHTLY PRAYER. BEFORE I close my eyes in sleep, The little birds that sing all day, In many a leafy wood, By Thee are clothed in plumage gay, By Thee supplied with food. Nor will Thy mercy less delight The children's God to be, Who through the darkness of the night For safety trust to Thee. BRITISH SPELLING BOOK. THE BLIND BOY AT PLAY. THE blind boy's been at play, mother, But when we found a starry flower, A tear came trembling down his cheek, We took him to the mill, mother, Where falling waters made A rainbow o'er the hills, mother, |