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IN THE NURSERY

HAPPY HOURS FOR THE LIT-TLE ONES

BOSTON LOTHROP PUBLISHING COMPANY

+LOTHROP PUBLISHING COMPANY.+

Table of Contents.

JACK AND JILL. 5

THE THREE MOD-EL MICE. 6

THE MICE AND THE EGG. 7

IN THE SWING. 8

BUT-TER-CUP, THE BOS-SY. 9

MEAS-UR-ING TOM-MY. 10

THE TWINS. 11

A BRAVE GIRL. 12

OUT-LINE PICT-URE TO COL-OR.--SLATE PICT-URE. 13

A LIT-TLE MAS-TER. 14

TAKE ME MAMMA. 15

A SPRING SHOW-ER. 16

A FIN-GER SONG. 17

LIT-TLE GOLD HEAD. 20

TWO BA-BIES. 22

A NEW KIND OF PUS-SY-CAT. 24

CIN-DER-EL-LA. 26

MISS ROSE-BUD 27

A FISH-ING AD-VEN-TURE. 28

AN OC-TO-BER PIC-NIC. 29

MA-DAME MOB-CAP. 30

PICT-URES TO COL-OR OR DRAW. 31

WHAT BA-BY LIKED. 32

A BAD NIGHT. 34

THE LIT-TLE SWANS' LESSON. 35

A SOLDIER. 36

TALK TO ME, TOO, MAMMA. 37

PRIDE. 38

WHY TIP-TOE BARKED. 38

SYBIL'S CARRIAGE. 39

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JACK AND JILL.

"Oh, lit-tle lass Jill, oh, lit-tle lass Jill, Will you come, will you come with me? I've a new tin pail, and the wa-ter in the well Is the cool-est that can be."

"Oh, bold boy Jack, you bold boy Jack, You are tell-ing what is not true, For sweet as any-thing is the wa-ter in the spring, And I'd ra-ther go there, thank you!"

So off whis-tled Jack with his new tin pail, To the cool well on the hill, And--cun-ning lit-tle thing--to the sweet-wa-ter spring, With her cup in hand, went Jill.

THE THREE MOD-EL MICE.

Once on a time--the story-book time when an-i-mals wore clothes and could talk--there were three mod-el mice. Their names were Gray Cloak, Fine Ear and Sat-in Slip-per. Sat-in Slip-per had a spoon of her own, Fine Ear had a knife, and Gray Cloak owned a fork.

One day they thought they would club the knife and the fork and the spoon to-geth-er, and keep house. As they were mod-el mice, they eas-i-ly a-greed where to live. They chose Farm-er Jones' cel-lar, be-cause there were bar-rels of ap-ples, bas-kets of eggs, and shelves loaded with good-ies, and an egg, or an ap-ple, or a stray cake would not be missed.

"I lived once," said Gray Cloak, "in the cel-lar of a wom-an who bought by the doz-en or the dime's worth, and she missed the least lit-tle thing at once, so that fi-nal-ly I left in dis-gust."

Such good times as those three mice had! The cel-lar had a smooth, wa-ter-limed floor, a beau-ti-ful place to play mar-bles, blind-man's-buff and Kit-ty-kit-ty-cor-ner. They always ate from the same egg, and as Farm-er Jones kept his cats at the barn, there was noth-ing to spoil their comfort for many years.

THE MICE AND THE EGG.

IN THE SWING.

Bet-ter than al-most any-thing Do the chil-dren love an out-door swing; With their soft lit-tle hands they hold and cling Like birds just out of a nest.

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