LIBERTY.

And creeping slowly through a hole,
He meets his friend in brown.

The feast begins-they nibble game,
They drink from silver platter;

"What do you think of this gay life?" Asks Brown, amid the clatter.

"It is first-rate," says country rat,
"I think I'll join you here,

There's no compare-Dear me! what's that?"
He cries, with sudden fear.

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For at that door sounds "Bow, wow, wow!"
And next a handle turns;

You should see how they scamper now;
Each heart with terror burns.

Over goes dish, and glass, and fork,

Over rolls grape and bone;
To see the fright of country rat

Would move a heart of stone.

Though safely hidden now, he turns,
Preparing to depart.

"Stop!" cried his friend, "don't go for this;
Think of our food-take heart."

"I'd rather lead a quiet life

In my poor rick of hay,

Than share your feasts in constant fear;

My dear town rat, good day."

OUR FATHER IN HEAVEN.

OUR Father in Heaven:

We kneel as we say,
Thy name be all hallowed
By night or by day;
And to Thy bright kingdom,
That we may all come,
Let Thy will, as in heaven,
On this earth be done.
Oh, give to us children
The bread that we need,
For which we ask daily,

As humbly we plead.

And as true forgiveness

To others we show,
Oh, Father in heaven,

Thy pardon bestow !

From each day's temptation,
From evil and wrong,
Lord keep us and guard us
Through all our life long :
For thine is the power,
The glory, and might,
That can shield us and guide us
By day or by night.

POLLY'S DOLLY.