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Y\TEATH sunny skies of summer
days,

And by the glowing winter's
hearth,

By breezy sea, in woodland ways,

We oft, ere now, have shared your
mirth.

 

Dear children, whom again we meet—
Before whose eyes again we place
Our little book, which you will greet,
We trust, with glad and smiling face.

We know the things and people well
Of whom we tell you in our rhymes,
And such adventures that befell,

Have really happened scores of times.

And children sweet, we know you too,
Who read our little book to-day,
And think, and plan, and work for you,

And hold you in our hearts alway.

Flelen Marion Burnside.