THE CHILDREN'S PARTY.





What a merry, merry rout!

See the wee ones dance about!

Dickie's leading off the ball;

There,--he almost had a fall.



Who's his partner in the whirls,

--Rosiest of all the girls?

But a doll--a DOLL you say;

Dancing in that sprightly way?



Well I never! Oh, see there,

See--just see those horses tear!

Meg and Madge will sure be thrown.

What a vicious looking roan!



Not a real live horse you say,

Prancing in that frightful way?

Well, I never! Toys to-day

Surely seem more "real" than "play."





THE CHILDREN OF THE SUN GOD. THE CHRISTMAS CAROL OF THE BIRDS. facebooktwittergoogle_plusredditpinterestlinkedinmail

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