wy, . . — —— - a — * ~~ 4 : ; ” . = - Po = , Sr Mire oS 9 ——s : = a Sore ee Sia. rea ¥ > a oe : ; _— ¥ Pt so - = m4 *; 4 oS — — ea Cs xa —s So Ys Ayes : ’ : —2 ee — . , ed ——* / ANA. —— atl ; ; — Se eee ge ena a eee = te usin ee ~ a : y vere ls el i. Ss rm 7 al ; ‘ a 5 Ae ET ELE LEGIT FOE OE A meet $% O2e C?. Ce / S 8 4x * —-_ KARL FROHEAS FROLIC ims WITH SCISSORS. AND . Pee THE RHYMES TRANSLATED AND ADAPTED FROM THE ORIGINAL GERMAN OF FROHLICH. is 3s MADAME DE CHATELAIN. NEW. “¥ Oem R. WORTHINGTON, 750 BROADWAY. 1879. COPYRIGHT, BY R. WORTHINGTON, ‘TrRow’s PRINTING AND BOOKBINDING Co., 205-213 Hast 12th S?., NEW YORK. A DEALER IN THE BLACK ART. ee oe Nv all deaiers in the black art stand in need of the conjurer’s stuffed crocodile, and wise-looking owl, nor do they ail require his wand to trace cabalistic figures on the ground. No! I have heard of one whose only wand is a small pair of scissors, and with these, if you do but give him a sheet of black paper, he will conjure up not indeed “‘ spirits from the vasty deep,” like his brother wizards, but a whole world of little people, some scarcely an inch high, but all instinct with life and spirit and motion. Here you will see tiny, fantastic beings, disporting on arabesques with the fearless ease of rope-dancers—there you will admire some scene of familiar life, in which both men and animals take a part, and you are struck with the truth and fidelity of the representation. You marvel how it is possible to give such expression to mere black paper; how the characteristic features of both men and beast are hit off to such a nicety; how little dogs with heads no bigger than a pin’s head, can look fierce or playful by a single snip from the scissors guided by that cunning hand ; how the fisherman, no bigger than your little finger, carries a net with meshes as fine as those of Mecklin lace—and then you are forced to confess that the simplest means often produce the most wonderful effects. And now, my young readers, should you wish to know who this conjurer may be, I will tell you that his name is Karl Fréhlich, and before you examine the contents of his book, I will proceed to give you a few details of his early career, which so admirably illustrates how much may be achieved by perseverance. Karl Frdhlich was born in Stralsund, in Pomerania, and was the son of a poor shoemaker, who had enough to do to earn bread for his wife and family. But unlike many children who are fractious and discontented, even when their bread is buttered on both sides, Karl was a merry little fellow, quite ready to battle with = gh F Senne no he erses. the ups and downs of the world, and to make the best of everything ; and perhaps the secret of his infantine philosophy lay chiefly in the fact, that even at that early age he had already a favorite pursuit—and a pursuit generally implies perseverance —for, as Shakespeare expresses it, ‘‘ The boy was father to the man.” Karl's taste for the pictorial art was inherited from his maternal aunt, who was so clever at cutting out silhouettes, or figures in black and colored paper, as to be able to earn a livelihood by making lamp-shades and ornaments to encircle wax tapers. In her spare moments, Aunt Marieken would frequently amuse Kail and his brothers and sisters by cutting out the kings and queens of playing cards, and siving them a pinch to make them stand upright; or better still, cutting out different groups, such as huntsmen and hounds, and other subjects, which she fashioned with her scissors, unassisted by any design. We believe there was also an uncle and a grandmother who had a talent this way, which they exercis:d to amuse the little Frdhlichs, and to make paper articles for their friends and neigh- bors, such as decorations for a coffin, lamp-shades, or ornaments for a cake. Some of these were better executed than others; but still the use of the scissors seemed familiar to all the members of the family. Children like to imitate what they see, and accordingly Karl never rested till he got a pair of scissors and made some rude attempts to cut out, in doing which he occasionally cut his fingers, though even this could not damp his ardor in the practice of his favorite art. If his mother sent him on an errand, Karl was sure to stop and look at the print-shops on his way; and many a scolding did he get for being behind his time, for of course he had no right to neglect his duty ; only with him it was not mere curiosity, but the awakening of a taleat bestowed upon him by the Giver of all good, and which, unknown to himself, as it were, sought to straggle into existence. When Aunt Marieken’s business increased, and she had less time to cvt out figures for her nephews and nieces, Karl took upon himself to manufacture all ee _- > =. ~ Pax rees - er DRS _ oo — aie i _— = Lae SS te ae ‘ eeeneael ee « * Wiss. ar Te = ee — a Ba coo a wee a ae » > oi ~ x ~— ——————— oer ~ — Bt — Se at ore " a v LS ES IS A STO Sa a IM sorts of subjects for himself and his young friends. Nor was he long to remain in his aunt’s neighborhood, for when he was about seven years of age his parents removed to Berlin, and took up their abode in one of the narrowest and most dismal streets of that city. His father had hoped to obtain more work in a larger town; but being a stranger, work came in very slowly, and want threatened to become an inmate of the poor shoemaker’s humble dwelling. Karl was now thankful to be employed by a neighboring smith, to do odd jobs, such as chopoing wood and fetching water, and sweeping the door front, in return for his food; besides which the smith’s wife, a good-natured soul, would frequently give the lada basin of broth or a loaf to take home to his brothers and sisters. This sort of life continued till he was about twelve years of age, when it became necessary he should seek for more profitable occupation. Hitherto he had only received the sort of education which parish schools afforded some five-and-twenty years ago for the children of the poorer classes, and it was now desirable he should learn a trade to help to support his family.. With this purpose in view, he attended day after day, with a host of other boys, at the door of a register office, where persons applied for situations, At last, one morning a stout gentleman approached the little group with a scrutinizing gaze. ‘“T want an errand boy,” said he. Karl Fréhlich and another directly offered their services. The stout gentleman seemed at first to hesitate which of the two he should choose. ‘How much is fourteen times seventeen ?”’ asked he suddenly. ‘Two hundred and thirty-eight,’’ cried Karl. “Well done! Come along with me,” said the stout gentleman. And forthwith Karl became an errand boy. This was indeed only a first step, but as his master was well pleased with him, he soon after made him apprentice to his own business, namely, that of a printer. Pe tac OP ee > ————— == — - Salen -— - . - Wer fend The boy's whole soul was now bent upon thoroughly mastering the printer's art, in order to assist his family and obtain some learning for himself. An old crony of his father’s, whom the latter occasionally treated to a glass of beer, when work was plentiful, now helped the yourg aspirant with the gift of a few books. Although the lad could but acquire a kind of desultory knowledge, picked up by bits and scraps, his thoughtful mind made the most of it, and when he wandered forth as a journeyman printer, the principal contents of his knapsack, besides the bare necessaries and thirteen silver groshen, consisted of several volumes of classic German writers, Our young readers should be told that in Germany every mechanic wanders from place to place during several years, to perfect himself in his craft, stopping at every town where he can obtain work. And thus Karl set forth bravely to fight— or rather to cut—his way through the world, for his scissors had not been forgotten, and many a time did he cut out some pretty paper scene, to pay for his night’s lodging or his noon-day meal. On reaching Stralsund he staid for a short time with Aunt Marieken, who happened to be very busy just then. A counsellor of Stralsund was celebrating a wedding in his family, and had given her an extensive order for lamp-shades and paper ornaments to put round the wax tapers—for none but Aunt Marieken’s were approved of by people of fashion. The young traveller offered to help his aunt, but she only laughed, saying how should a printer know anything about cutting out? But he took up the scissors and soon showed her he had not forgotten the lessons he had taken in early youth. His aunt was quite amazed on seeing him presently complete a pair of colored lamp-shades, which he carried to the counsellor’s. As he had introduced a variety of scrolls and ornaments: which his good old aunt had never sported, he was obliged, in answer to the counsellor’s questions, to own himself the manufacturer, when that gentleman kindly showed him a couple of hunting pieces, cut out in black paper, by Miiller of Dusseldorf, which were preserved as rarities in his house. he oe ™ st 2 ie Re oe hearer ees . : alee aay cengeeeioean = eT, — ee ——— mma Eo ee ee The sight of these was quite arevelation to Frohlich, who had never seen anything of the kind; and the first thng he did on returning to his aunt’s was to fling all his silhouettes into the fire, determined, as he was, never to rest till he had equalled the artist whose works he so much admired. He, too, must and would cut out some hunting scenes! “JI, toc, ama painter! ’’ said the Italian in emulation of Kaphael, and our artist proved yet more successful in imitating zs model. Every moment he could snatch from the printing-office was devoted to cutting out silhouettes. The scissors became his constant companion. He would frequently sit up by the night together to practise his favorite art. Crowds of figures seemed to start into life in his fertile imagination, whilst his rapid improvement in the more practical part of the art keeping pace vith his ambitious aims, he at length reached a degree of skill in which he stands unrivalled. Sculptors have admired his works, not only for the wonderful inventive feculty they display, but also for the execution, which can only have been carried to such perfection by the most refined sense of design, and a very uncommon delicacy of touch. Karl Frohlich wandered through Germany for many years, like most mechanics, only he looked upon the world with the eyes of an artist and a poet, and made friends amongst all classes, while highly esteemed in his own, and returned to Berlin an expert printer, an intellectual and thoughtful man, a talented poet, and an incomparable cutter out of silhouet:es. Two years after his return he hit upon the plan of multiplying his silhouettes by lithography, and applying them :o children’s books. In 1852 he began to publish a series of volumes (from whici the present work is culled), both the text and the silhouettes emanating from the same accomplished hand. Karl Fréhlich has the happy knack of pleasing the little. cnes with his simple rhymes, and it is probable that his exquisite silhouettes will promote a taste for design amongst his juvenile readers, and that many will take up the scissors and endeavor to imitate what they see; and though they may not succeed to the same decree, the attempt will at any rate improve their ideas, and form their minds for understanding the beautiful in art. Our young readers will be glad to learn that our artist continues his labor of love, and is always inventing something new and attractive. His small establish- ment presents the model of a patriarchal family. An aged mother and two sisters live with himself and wife, each respectively busied with their occupations, and all uniting in a common love of improvement, and for all that is beautiful and ood. And in the evening when their washing or ironing is over, and the industrious needle is at length at rest, the famiiy enjoy some pleasant book as a welcome relaxation from toil, thereby exemplifying the elevating results which intellectual cultivation may produce amongst the working classes. This little implement behold, Which like a fairy’s magic wand, A world of beauty can unfold, And call up spirits at command ; Will show:as plain as A B C, What may be done by industry! \ ay ry, A k eal “ K GREEMNG TO HIS READERS: \ GREETING to you, good friends all, +4 My gentle readers great and small! Once more the black man, with your leave, Presents his book on Christmas eve. He wil not frighten little folk Like black men, of whom nurses croak— But hopes awake, till midnight chimes, To keep them with his prints and rhymes. But should it turn out otherwise, And you his humble rhymes despise— Then take your scissors, children, do, And copy what he cut for you. As idle hours in life arise, No knowledge can we too much prize, And this the black man well may say, For cutting out was once his play. Then go, my book, and may’st thou be As lucky as thy brethren three—* And laughter raise without alloy, And bring me too some Christmas joy! “Karl Fréhlich alludes to his three preceding works, ee et es es ee I A ACS TS LT iS a ee 2 = ———— KR oe \' THE GAPTOOWE (¢ sep aes i lithe and wee! Thy fur’s as soft as down can be, Thy teeth as ivory are white, Yet hard enough through nuts to bite. ‘¢ Squirrel—squirrel lithe and wee! How gladly would I purchase thee— oS But mother says: ‘’Twill never do, 3) Thou nibblest table, book and shoe.’ Squurrel—squirrel hung his head ; “Oh! speak not thus,” he sadly said, ‘‘ Heavn gave me once a woodland home Where I the livelong day might roam, =] And gaily leap from branch to twig As blithe and merry as a grt , a SQUIRREL: Then came a wicked man who laid The snare by which I’m captive made, And now ’twill be my mournful doom Instead of in the forest free, To livé@pent in a narrow room By way of bush or stately tree ! What wonder if, thus sad and lorn, From all my dearest habits torn, gO A-foraging I sometimes And get a snubbing or a blow? Child, should you on some summer’s day, Within the greenwood chance to stray, I pray you that fron. me you greet The happy creatures that you meet, The fawns, ants, sparrows and the hares And tell them how with me it fares, That while they leap, creep, sing and fly, In chains and prison I must lie.”’ wi uth . iA Me, THE GRIME DOG? . | WELL remember, when a child. He had regained both health and strength, How angry home my pa once came— And then it was a sight to see (He who was ever just and mild) How fond and playful he could be, And said: “ It is a crying shame, And how it seemed to be his pride Our neighbors from their door have spurned To let us children on him ride ; The faithful dog whose watchful care And when my little brother tripped Both day and night so well has earned And down into the river slipped, His humble pittance still to share— While mother in her frantic grief Yet now, because he’s ill, poor brute ! | Her hands was ringing on the bank, They little heed his sufferings mute— Brave Monarch came to her relief, Oh! such ingratitude’s a sin !”’ | And dragged the boy out ere he sank. ‘* Father,” I cried—“let’s take him in!” ! Oh! what a lesson this to teach “We will, my boy,” he smiling said. | Proud humankind their faults to scan! And Monarch from that day was fed, A dog, although bereft of speech, And nursed and tended till at iength Shows far more gratitude than man ! ” o THE OLD WUSSER: “ - 66 . ! those were deeds of glory,”’ Behold upon this banner Cried old disabled Fritz, Napoleon’s effigy, “°’Tis I can tell the story His very air and manner Of Ulm and Austerlitz. | Good folks you here may see! Though now I’m invalided, On eagle’s pinions flying, [ was a smart hussar, | rom land to land he rushed, Who danger never heeded | Till liberty lay dying, When first I went to war. ; Beneath his boot heel crushed. The bullets round us whistled Then in his mad ambition Like hailstones in a storm. | He seized upon a throne, The bayonets they bristled — Dictating each condition Our work was rough and warm. | To make the world his own. But well we know that glory | But Germans all united, [Is bought at bitter cost, | And rose up to a man, The fight was long and gory, | To die or else be righted— And there my leg I lost. | The bravest led the van! The wounded and the dying, | Although a crippled soldier, Upon the slippery ground | { too would go to war, Were all promiscuous lying, | And still a musket shoulder While fighting raged around. Amidst a Landwehr, corps. Amid the reckless slaughter, | And then we gained fresh glory, No helping hand was nigh, Till, quenched Napoleon’s star, And those who gasped for water, Disbanded soldiers hoary, Unheeded still might cry. | By thousands wanderers are. [ thought all hope was banished, | Ah me! ’tis sad so many And I was doomed to death— | Who've fought with might and main, But hfe had not quite vanished, | Must fight, to gain a penny, { 9) And I regained my breath. | Their battles o’er again ! SO EO ee ast -< i ~~ Oo ne J tue = - et — = - —™ 2 oe “YS - — ~ ne eA ol te piate % i . ~ ~ ¥« » 4 \e - é w=. . ’ 7, . - me * C te Te ay 1B - - : - ‘ © _ 5 ; : —* - << THE UNGUGKY SPORES VENG ’ A il bs Aa TMs pb: Np tts > > JETER Pop went forth strutting In sheer desperation To fetch down some game, He twirled like a top, When a buck wildly butting, When a loud detonation Took Pop for his aim. ‘To earth made him drop. When the hares saw how flustered | He lay stunned—how untoward !— Was Peter through dread, | For two hours and a half, Around him they clustered When the buck cried: “‘ You coward!’ ? And the hares gan to laugh. Till scarce he could tread. One old hare came leaping Then he aimed with his rifle ‘To look like a man, And showing his teeth, Till Pop screamed, half weeping : When it snapped just a trifle Who'll save me from death ? And flashed in the pan. Peter Pop! Peter Pop! At home for the future you'd far better stop. Oe PET PL peal ag aS en Ee ed — - > ee Sn in ies Air SSS EE eee OO ao _ . 1a . ahs 4, = LP ~ . onan nine an en allineesre aapanes SS a ee ee = Se aes a RSS sw cy ‘ Pi ——— \ TWO QUARRELSOME SPIRES: foe cat and dog might live at ease, gut nothing would their worships please. The dog forgot the house to watch, The cat disdained the mice to catch ; So well fed they, so snugly kept, That lazy habits o’er them crept (And laziness will! lead betimes from small beginnings to great crimes) ! Thus it became their chief delight ‘To jar and wrangle, scratch and bite. The nimbler cat would jump on high, And thence the snarling dog defy ; Meanwhile the mice unchecked might play, And while the dog forgot his duty, A thief broke in, and ran away With half the farm-yard for his booty. On hearing this the master frown’d, And angry cried: ** You lazy hound, And you false puss—are these your thanks For meat and shelter freely given ? Think you I’ll bear such lawless pranks ? | Hence, idlers, hence ! before you’re driven, Or else this stick with heavy thwacks Shall write a warning on your backs,’’ | Thus both were forced to leave their home, | And houseless thro” the world to roam, K-xposed to hunger, thirst, and blows, And all because these silly foes by temper urged, though neither brave, like cat and dog must needs behave. .* DLOIH AND PRUE: A PARLE. b Nae broom, wheelbarrow. hoe and spade The place have all so tidy made, ‘hat in one’s socks I dare to say You through the yard night pick your way. And yet the peacock in his pride, All thanks with graceless air denied. “ Now Master Cock,” with haughty gloom Quoth he, **the mud cart leave alone! Nor hoe, nor barrow, spade nor broom, Are company for us to own— They are but scavengers at best.” ‘¢Such foolish sneers small wit attest,’’ Replied straightforward chanticleer : “To honest toilers thanks are due, ‘They've labored since the dew’s first tear, Now tell us—what’s been done by you?” The peacock proudly arched his neck, And showed the gems his tail that deck, When: ‘‘Leave your boasts, and wisdom learn,” Thus spoke the cock, “had you to pay | coe | You'd die of hunger in a day J For all the finery you display, For idle pride can nothing earn.’ \o = ne ee —s + = ote — Deas ———_——— se = ee - —--— ——es - amS a i. > / r d t, , perey i) ) i) ! Mim f To BURCKSMIIM AND THE RAVEN. > Rene: our good old blacksmith lives Then come with me!" the Raven cried, [ : Amidst his smithy’s din, ‘1’ll fetch you golden rings, And when to toil a truce he gives And deep within the hill abide A Raven oft hops in. Yet far more wondrous things.” . rT; ph nae ~ eas (ehics ce set ie And then the solemn looking bird Oh!” cried the Smith, “the grandest sight Will utter many a wizard word. | Is when the harvest springs to light.” Says he: “ Give heed to what I say— | * For this, my bellows do I ply, I’m flying t’'wards the hill, And work with spirit blithe, Where busy dwarfs, both night’and day And sparks from out my anvil fly Are forging—forging still | When steel becomes a scythe. Bright crowns of massive gold all new, | And when the ploughshare breaks the sround, Not vulgar ploughs and scythes like yon. | It beams like any crown around.” The Raven croaked : ‘‘ Old fool, go too!”’ And vanished in the air— The Smith looked up to heaven’s deep blue, And said: “O grant my pray't That honest toil, and spirit free May keep temptation far from me!” tie ee eee te ee ers “_~ — ——T — ; ho - en <= ws _——_- RAAMPEE IS CAMCHUNG:? 5 = bere FER Stork with stick in hand, | It was excruciating quite— V/ \nd Tom Cat leader of the band, It pleased the undiscerning crowd | | With cock and squirrel, ape and fox, Who thought ’twas fine because ’twas loud —~ \ concert all agreed to give. A judgment which has still such sway ’ - / Th: P , co Till morning breaks In floods of light, And Nature wakes, How black is night! All evil hearts Are struck with fright, For conscience smarts When black is night. But golden dreams The good delight, And shed bright beams O’er blackest might! =» = eae es Ti ee —— : — id < SS ai Se oe heed TAME GAVE 1 hala ee ae al A MILLER, fat and burly, | But lo! his friend already “ With honest Master Snip, Had fired his gun quite pat, Went forth one morning early, And deemed his aim most steady— To take a sporting trip. | But what queer noise was that ? All on a sudden stopping, Snip thought it quite amazing The big one raised a cry: To hear so strange a note— “Sure ’midst yon clover hopping, When who should he see grazing, A hind and fawn I spy.” | But his own fav’rite goat ? : | The tailor shrewd bethought him | While dining off the heather, He’d first consult his glass, | The miller’s ass he’d met, Which nearer soon had brought him And both indulged together The creatures in the grass. In singing a duet. “ Hee-haw—meck! meck! what folly” (Their music sounded thus) “These would-be sportsmen jolly, Think to make game of us!” \ LITTLE frisky, nibbling mouse £\ Once lived within a tiny house Made half of wood and half of wire. Her eyes were red and full of fire, And white as ermine was her gown, Glossy as silk and soft as down ; And ’twixt her paws a roll she’d take And into crumbs would deftly break. The dog upon the watch would sit, As oft as mousey ate a bit, And watched so well that, day by day, Grimalkin still he kept at bay. For ‘Com had once mewed out: ‘ For lunch I were well pleased the mouse to munch!” «“ Ay, come,” the dog said, ‘‘if you dare, And try a bit how you shall fare. This little mouse in white all drest, No living thing has e’er opprest— And were you not a coward born, So weak a prey you ought to scorn.” And so Grimalkin slunk away, And pounced upon a mouse in grey, On bacon far too much employed ‘To dream how soon she’d be destroyed. Alack-a-day ! ’twas ever thus, And gluttony’s the death of us! ee ee ee rt uz ea SS Oe) CSS eae eS = os 7 ee eee —- ———— = - = —— ee —--— SS 5 eee 46 OME, Johnny,” let’s go where the blackberries grow, And harness three cats to convey us.” “Oh! no!” say the cats, ‘no! we never can go, Such hard work it surely would slay us!” Then John cries: *‘Ho, ho! and dare you say so? You'll be trottled unless you obey us!” But the children say :—‘‘No! let the poor pussies go, We would not they vainly should pray us.” os * Be * For who can be merry when others are sad? Thus the little ones reasoned, and off scampered they— And enjoyed themselves better, with spirits so glad, Than if they had lolled in a coach all the way. { a. 4 a Le a} Bh * 3 is Hi - - ~~ —— «e—-9 a? - eae - boda “peat — Se ne a + eS a ee ey os = 3 ye < as cs A arene aeeaee renee - — Sse ane ree 2 ere SO a = = eS _: aaess Sod — SS —_ 5 — = — Se Ps se i =~ 365 ha eS _ - ba . ce ‘ x = 7 RIDING THE GREAT HOKSE: «> Sapa Brag in his pride The great horse fain would ride, But soon found he’d met with his master. Kar from cutting a splash He perceived it was rash rallop yet faster. ¢ 5 ‘To urge him to Could he slacken the speed Of his mettlesome steed, How gladly would Bobby now do it! There are many who prate About leaping a gate, Who'd rather go quietly through it. The urchins about, At his horsemanship flout, Still further the boaster to humble ; And cry out one and all: ‘‘Pride must néeds have a fall, And into a ditch Brag will tumble.” it iy aa — 2 - . i i ey re 0 | z 3 . o- = =< te CS ge dS . = —— — , K = i Se aD van ————— Ce 6 \\ ITH our granny—gee-ho! To the greenwood let’s go, Where the bees hum all day, And the brooks are at play!” Granny sits in his chair With a right royal air, But his horses they trot Without moving a jot. Yet the little ones tug, And they pull and they lug, With such hearty goodwill, Though the chair stands stock still :— And keep crying :—‘‘ Gee-ho! To the greenwood let’s go, Where the bees hum all day, And the brooks are at play! Sete a et > cc Pete om a re a ee “sa Bree - =. OF ies oe ee . - a" . ~ a — = soaks The ,~ = -— 7 HE brook runs babbling through the glade, The harebells nod and jingle, The woodpecker beneath the shade Keeps tapping in the dingle. The idle wasp goes humming by, While thrifty ants their labors ply, And bees who've searched the nooks most sunny, Come laden home with luscious honey. The huntsman near the streamlet’s rim, Beneath the willows lying, Upon his bugle breathes a hymn To close the day that’s dying. And as it floats the breeze along, It mixes with the choral song, At eve throughout the valleys ringing, From pious voices’ solemn singing. Now homeward trips the village maid, Her daily labors over, And timid fawns but half afraid, Sniff at her load of clover, Till bolder soon, ’tis quite a treat From out our hand to see them eat. ‘“‘Home,” cries the boy, ‘‘Oh! home, let’s take ’em, And my dear playfellows I’ll make ’em.” > SPRING. eee AA oes Spring’s soft breath sets free the mills, Yet though the snow amidst the brook / And melts the Winter’s hoards of snow Is gliding fast—it fain would stay, ? oD Db ae How fast they leap adown the hills, And as it takes a lingering look, How wildly t’wards old ocean flow! Says :—* Listen ere I flow away! Jack Frost! we gladly part with thee, ‘Soon as Spring spoke its royal word, For long indeed thy iron hand [ humbly doffed my wintry cap— Hath crushed the flowers relentlessly sut when the north wind’s voice was heard, That longed to brighten all the land. | [I covered up the earth’s green lap. And now the busy plow can trace ‘¢And gently swathed each baby flower, [ts furrows through the fallow ground, As snug as in a feather bed While countless lovely blossoms grace Until in field, and wood, and bower, The blooming fruit trees all around. | Their fragrance might be safely shed. ‘And now my snowdrops gaily ring A merry peal to herald May— And all rejoice at coming Spring, Wahile I must hasten far away!’ SUMMER: No the corn has grown mpe in the Summer's hot days, ~ + began with the sun’s early rays, And the reaping Mike and Jack since the morn, Have been cutting the corn, Which is bound up by Peggy and Sue ; And gay, flaunting poppies and flow'’rets of blue Wag their heads o’er the sheaves and seem nodding at you. But when noon’s sultry hour proves oppressively hot, The reapers look out for a cool, shady spot, And a respite they snatch, Their short meal to dispatch, And well earned indeed is their rest !” While the children give chase to the hare that’s hard prest, Or the bird by the harvest disturbed from her nest. For what care the children for heat or for work, At that age when all labor so gaily we shirk? Play, then, little ones, play, And enjoy while ye may, 3ut to all of God’s creatures be kind— Then when months havé rolled by and left Summer behind, Its joys unalloyed shall still dwell in your mind. > 7 y BOOTOOTYONG. FIXHE breeze is somewhat cooler growing, The flowers less scent unfold— But see !—the luscious grape is growing With purple or with gold. Now drain we up The social cup, When music blithe invites us— Though Winter threatens from afar Our present mirth he shall not mar, While Autumn still delights us. | | | | Yes! Autumn trings the best of pleasures, With grape and garnered corn— And lays in stores of future treasures To glad the year unborn. What need we dread, When wine and bread God's bounteois hand hath given ? Oh! rather let our voices raise, In fervent hope and humble praise, A grateful hymn to Heaven! as end Bs : t ‘ : : — Santen as 42 ae = 52 nr: i. Ee ae a ee ee ee nani). Fes Ff gs res _ ee Winter—most unwelcome guest !— The earth in whitest robes has drest ; And hast’ning through the crunching snow, With tinkling bells, the sledges go. The leafless wood looks drear and sad, No birds sing now with voices glad ;— But boys are romping far and wide, And o'er the ice delight to slide. When on the panes with frost encased, The mimic fir-trees may be traced, In spite of biting cold and snow, Foor housewives to the forest go. And there they gather moss to form Their children’s bed all soft and warm, And dried up twigs to make a blaze That cheers the hearth with kindling rays. Their treasures next the ashes yield, And hot potatoes lie revealed, Which little hungry mouths invite, With dainty smell and welcome sight. Lord! all Thy ways are great and good! Thou giv’st e’en orphaned birds their food— Thy blessing and Thy fostering care © oS Alike the hut and palace share! 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