LITTLE ONES AT HOME.

| ee
Wee
fWelisssiss)

Wits wl

SWEETLY SLEEP.

Sleep, my baby—sleep, my boy,
Rest your little weary head ;
Tis your mother rocks her boy
In his little cradle bed.
Lullaby, sweet lullaby!

All the little birds are sleeping—

Every one has gone to rest ;

And my precious one is resting

In his pretty cradle nest.
Lullaby, sweet lullaby!