Glad as the golden spring to greet THE BIRTHDAY WEEK. ANONYMOUS. MONDAY'S bairn is fair in the face; Friday's bairn is loving and giving; Saturday's bairn works hard for a living; POLITENESS. ANONYMOUS. POLITENESS is to do and say THE GOLDEN RULE. NEW ENGLAND PRIMER. BE you to others kind and true, SOLOMON AND MAMMA. ANONYMOUS. SOLOMON says, in words so mild, THE GOLDEN RULE. ANONYMOUS. To do to others as I would THE BABY. GEORGE MACDONALD. WHERE did you come from, baby dear? Where did you get your eyes so blue? What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? Some of the starry spikes left in. Where did you get that little tear? What makes your forehead so smooth and high? What makes your cheek like a warm, white rose? Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss? Where did you get that pearly ear? Where did you get those arms and hands? Feet, whence did you come, you darling things? How did they all just come to be you? But how did you come to us, you dear? LITTLE KITTY. ELIZABETH PRENTISS. ONCE there was a little kitty, Whiter than snow; In the barn she used to frolic, Long time ago. In the barn a little mousie For she heard the kitty coming, Two black eyes had little kitty, And they spied the little mousie, Nine pearl teeth had little kitty, All in a row; And they bit the little mousie, When the teeth bit little mousie, Little mouse cried, "Oh!" MILKING TIME. CHRISTINA G. ROSETTI. WHEN the cows come home the milk is coming; And the deer live safe in the breezy brake; JENNY WREN AND ROBIN REDBREAST. OLD ENGLISH RHYME. JENNY WREN fell sick; Upon a merry time, In came Robin Redbreast And brought her sops of wine. "Eat well of the sop, Jenny, Robin, being angry, Hopp'd upon a twig, Saying, "Out upon you, Fye upon you, bold-faced jig!" THE OLD MARKET-WOMAN. OLD ENGLISH RHYME. THERE was an old woman, as I've heard tell, |