THE NURSERY BAND.

oes for the Nursery Band!
Eleanor is first violin ; Beatrice has the mandolin:
Edna takes the pretty tambourine, and Marie the banjo.

Eleanor has just jumped out of her pony-cart, and run
away from her dogs, in time to begin. It is not any tune
you ever heard, she is playing. Mamma’s violin will hardly
forgive itself for giving such squeaks and shrieks,

Baby Beatrice, with the softest voice is quite satisfied
with the way she is singing, “ Daithy, Daithy you mutht
be crathy !” and her mamma’s mandolin is astonished at
its own voice, and is so proud of its musical family.

Edna thumps with her white fist at the tambourine;
whirls it merrily about to hear the tinkling of the fairy
bells; then peeps around it singing, ‘‘ Peek-a-boo, I see
you!” “I’m a band, too!” cries Marie, bobbing her yellow
curls,

“ Hey-day!” cries grandmamma; “Who ever heard every
piece in the orchestra playing a different tune, at the same
time!” ‘Zo¢s 0’ music!” said Eleanor, smiling sweetly,
with her ear upon the wailing violin.

‘Um, me make music too!” said Marie, tum-ti-tum-
tumming on her banjo.

The invitations which Aunt Carra had sent said “three
o'clock,” azd “ music by the band.”

It was almost three o'clock, and here was the band!

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