"LOVE ONE ANOTHER.” A LITTLE girl, with a happy look, Sat slowly reading a ponderous book, All bound with velvet and edged with gold, And every day she prized it more; For it said and she looked at her smiling mother- She thought it was beautiful in the book, So, mamma, I'll be kind to my darling brother, "I am sorry he 's naughty, and will not play; And thus, when I kneel in prayer to-night, The little girl did as her Bible taught, And pleasant indeed was the change it wrought; THE POLAR STAR. THERE shines on high a lonely star, It is the bright, the Polar Star, The faithful beacon of the sky; That speaks of peace when tempests war, But yet there is one brighter far, To keep our wandering footsteps right. We'll look with hope beyond the tomb. OH, Peter Trim, PETER TRIM. So tall and thin; The smallest of rats. He cuts and he carves The rat into three; "Here's a piece for you, And a piece for me, The rest must be put But while he is looking Intent at the rat, Flies that black cat ; She has cleared the dish Of that solemn old fish. |