TELLING STORIES

Bruce Herald, Volume XXVI, Issue 2646, 3 May 1895, Page 2 (Supplement)

TELLING STORIES

I know of a boy that's sleepy. I can tell it by the nodding head | And tho eyes that cannot stay open ; While the good night prayer is said. And the whispered "Tell a 'tory," Said In such, a drowsy way, Makes me iicar the bells of Dreamland, That ring at close of day. So you want a story, darling! I What shall the story be? | Of Lit: lo Boy Blue in tho haystack | And the sheep he fails to sco As they nibble the meadow clover While tlio cows arc in the corn? Oh, Little Boy Blue, wake up, wake up, For the farmer blows his horn. Or shall it be the story ' Of Little Boneep I tell | And tho sheep he lost and mourned for ! As if awful fato befell? i But there was no need of sorrow, ; For tho pet that went astray, [ Since, left alone, he came Lack home ] In his own good time and way. Oh, tho pigs that went to market! That'b the talc for mo to tell. ; The great big pig and the little pigs And the wee, wee pig as well. I Here's the big pig— what a bcautyl ! But not half as cunning is he : As this lit t Jo tot of a baby pig That can only say "Weo weel" I Jupt look at the baby, bless him! : The little rogue's fast asleep. j • I mi - :lit have stopped telling stories When I got to Little Bopeep. Oh, little one, how I love youl You are so dear, so fairl Here's a good night kiss, my baby. (Jo 1 have you in his care! — Ebcn 11. Kexford in Youth's Companion.