SONGS FOR THE

  

To what little Kate said,
Trusty seemed to agree:
Do you think he learned much
Of his A, B, C?

 
 

AFFECTION.
Does your head ache, little brother ?
Are you sick, and are you weak?
Are you sad, and tired of playing?
Does it hurt you when you speak?
I can’t cure you, darling brother,
Cannot ease a single pain:
I’ll go ask our heavenly Father,
He can make you well again.

ALPHABET.
Come, come, my darling, I must sce,
How you can say your A, B, C; .
Go get your book, and come to me,
And I will hear your E, F, G,
When you have said your A, B, C.

“A,B, C, D, EB, F, G,
NL ee, Oo
Q, R, S, T, U, W, Vi
X, Y, Z, &—Oh dear me,

I'll try to say my A, B, C.”