1 OH! hush thee, my baby, my darling, lie still, There are loving arms round thee to guard thee from ill;

Thy mother is pressing thee close to her breast,
And tenderly watches thee-rest, baby, rest.

2 Sleep sweetly, my baby; may good angels keep
Their watch o'er my darling's soft slumber so deep,
That nothing disturb, no terrors affright
My child while he sleeps by day and by night.

3 Rest safely, my baby, rest safe from all fears,
A stranger thou art to sorrowful tears;
Thy mother is near thee to guard from all ill:
Oh! hush thee, my baby, my darling, lie still.

LITTLE TOT'S ALBUM.

(By permission of Messrs. Partridge.)

WILLIE AND CARLO.

1. WILLIE has a dog whose name is Carlo. Every day when Willie is doing his lessons Carlo sits on the door-mat, and waits till the work is done.

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2. As soon as lessons are over, Willie and his dog go into the fields, and race about, and play.

3. One day Willie was idle, and did his lessons so badly that he had to stay in-doors all day.

4. Poor Carlo sat on the mat looking very sad, for he wanted to be off into the fields with his little master.

5. Willie was sorry when he saw that his dog was not happy. He said that in future he would always try to be good, and learn his lessons well. He would then be able to go out with Carlo.

6. If he does his best he will please his father and mother. They both love their little son, and wish him to grow up a good and wise man.

door of the cage and let Birdie out to fly about the room. But she is very careful to see that Puss is nowhere near, or her pet would soon be killed.

4. Birdie is very fond of sugar, and Susy has just begged a lump from her mother to give to it.

5. You see she is holding the sugar at the door of the cage, for the canary to come and

1 UNDER the tree the farmer said,
Smiling, and shaking his wise old head:
'Cherries are ripe! but then, you know,
There's the grass to cut and the corn to hoe;
2 We can gather the cherries any day,

But when the sun shines we must make our hay,
To-night, when the work has all been done
We'll muster the boys, for fruit and fun.'

3 Up in the tree the robin said,

Perking and cocking his saucy head:
'Cherries are ripe! and so to-day,

We'll gather them while you make the hay.
4 For we are the folks with no corn to hoe,
No cows to milk and no grass to mow.'
At night the farmer said, 'Here's a trick!
Those roguish robins have had their pick.'

neatly; for I should not like to see large ugly stitches in my pretty Dolly's clothes.

4. When Dolly is dressed I shall take her for a walk. When she is tired I shall bring her in and put her to bed.