x sect tH : A

oe

SVR

Ra NE aS |
aM |
r ‘gia! il NN i

mM

, = ty o

ae NN

— *
Ay, Ne
aN HN
mie ‘ \\ nN J
RAN \

MY BROTHER.

Who often with me kindly played,

And all my little playthings made,

My kite and ball—though still unpaid?
My brother.

Who made a sled when winter came,

With little ropes to draw the same,

And on its sides carved out my name?
My brother.

And who was it that taught to me

The way to read my A, B, C,

And marked them on the slate for me?
My brother.