A TREASURY OF STORIES, JINGLES AND RHYMES,

DUTCH CHILD.

H, a sturdy little pilgrim
All the way from Hollow-Land,
With your cosey cap and muff,
And your skates in hand!

If I tried to catch and kiss you
poe -poly, round, and sweet,

{1 suspect that you would tie

   

Wings upon your feet.

_ Away, away you
will be flitting
Down the river

smooth as glass ;
I, upon the bank,

will throw

Kisses as you pass.

Edith M. Thomas.