‘MOLLY MISCHIEF.’

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VI, Issue 27, 5 July 1890, Page 19

‘MOLLY MISCHIEF.’

Ol'R little Molly Mischief i Her proper name is Rose Is always busy as a l>ee, Ami everybody knows The bees are full of business The livelong summer day, Ami so is Molly Mischief, Rut in quite a different way. Her little rosy fingers. So jiretty in their place. Are often tied together Behind her, in disgrace. Because, if mamma leaves a thing lor only halt a minute, They, like fluttering butterflies, Are sure to settle in it. One Sunday, after meeting, . She vanished from our sight, But no one saw the going < if our little wandering sprite. We ran around to seek her Among the girls and boys. And found her in the organ loft, ‘ A hunting for ze noise.’ And once when we forbade her To pick the currants red. We heard her in the bushes. And this is what she said : ' i > ittle lonesome babies, Is you afwaid to stay Come to your own, dear muzzer, I 11 hide you safe away.’ I leave my little readers To guess the liiiliiuj filuec. Perhaps it something had to do With the stains upon her face.

Mrs. J. M. Dana.