THE RIDE.

Ho, ho!
Gaily they go,
Riding along by the sea.
Madge is the horse,
And baby, of course,
Is as happy as happy can be.

The ride’s just begun,

When the wind has some fun, |
As he sweeps up over the hill.

Madge loses her hat,

But. she doesn’t mind that, :
And away they go with a will |

The crows fly by,
“Caw, caw!” they cry. ee
They've never seen such fun.
The ships on the sea
All laugh with glee,
As they sail away to the sun. .