HUSHABY TWENCENT BABY.

Manawatu Standard, Volume XL, Issue 7534, 7 May 1903, Page 3

HUSHABY TWENCENT BABY.

Rock-a-by, baby, on the tree top! When the wind blows, the .cradle will

rock ; When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, And down will come baby, cradle and all.

Dear little babykin, born just too late, Lullabies now have been wiped off the slate. Up-to-date babies never arc rocked And if I K ay "lullaby" mother is shocked.

Your nutriment's measure, the progress you've made Is jotted down daily as soon as you're weighed ; Your food's predigested; you've nothing to do But sleep and grow fat—not even to coo.

You'll never hear legends of goblin and ghost. Of Jack and the Giant, Queen Mab and her host; You'll never learn how to spell " c -a-t"— "cat," But will read at first sight, and from pictures at that.

•It is a ,pity you don't try an' converse more, hster," sa j d Mrs Rj g gi es . «Goi>versro aip't to]kin,', you know. 'Ester. When the fopl sard in 'is 'barb 'tush,' 'c may aye/been talkb' for hinstance, but a certmgly wasn't conversin'. You should try to hehter more eracoful into conversation, 'cater, as it were-, nod Jeapin' in a.n<l crushin' of it. but a-flowin' in with a smilin' remark of a perl ito imeher. so to speak, an' if possibil sonsibil, though not ser necessary."—Evelyn Rynd, in "Tlie R'tfgleSSes."