ONE AFTERNOON.
Papa and mamma went out to row, And left us alone at home you know, — Roderick, James , and me. “ Xow, dears,” they said, ** just play with your toys, lake dear little, good little, sweet little boys. And we will come home to tea.” We played with our toys the longest while ! We built up our blocks for nearly a mile, Roderick, James, and I. But when they came tumbling down, ala3l They fell right against the looking-glass. Oh, how the pieces did fly ! Then we found a pillow that had a rip, And all the feathers wo out did slip, Roderick, James, and I. And we made a snow-storm, a glorious one, All over the room. Oh, wasn’t it fun, As the feathery flakes did fly. But just as the storm was raging around, Papa and Mamma came in and found Roderick, James, and me. Oh, the terrible, terrible things they said, And they put ua all three right straight to bed, With the empty pillow case under my head, And none of us had any tea. —Latte a. E. Richards, in >St. 'Nicholas,
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Waipawa Mail, Volume XVI, Issue 2715, 30 January 1892, Page 3 (Supplement)
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186ONE AFTERNOON. Waipawa Mail, Volume XVI, Issue 2715, 30 January 1892, Page 3 (Supplement)
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