Virginia Gerson

“ She whipped her poor doll with a crabapple sprig;
But temper don’t last, and when it was past,
Poor Josephine Maud felt very downcast.
“Oh! Josephine Maud!” cried her mother, in sorrow,
“Now what will you do for a dolly tomorrow?”
“Dear! dear! I’m so sorry,” said poor Josephine:
And seldom since then has her temper been seen.
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Tommy!
Tommy!
Oh, where is Tommy Warner?
Naughty boys
Break their toys,—
Tommy’s in the corner!
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Heigh ho! heigh ho!
Papa has gone to sea.
Heigh ho! Heigh ho!
What will he bring to me?
Shells and corals and a toy!
Won’t I be a happy boy! ”

“ The little girls said.
“Here, chickies, here, chickies, come here!”
Then came they at last,
The chickens, so fast,
And ate all the corn they could find;
But one little chick
Was not nearly so quick
As the others who left him behind!
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Down from the sill
To a sunnier spot,
Maud carefully carried
Each funny red pot.
She pulled every weed,
She sprinkled each flower,
She worked hard, indeed,
Every day for an hour;
And when she had finished,
They grew up so bright ”