OCTOBER 6TH.

"I will sing a song.

I'm the owl!"

Sing a song, you sing-song

Ugly fowl!

OCTOBER 7TH.

Am I "a cruel," mamma?

Flossy called me so,

For covering Pussy's face up
In a cake of dough?

OCTOBER 8TH.

Two little dogs were basking in the cinders:
Two little cats were playing in the windows,
When two little mice popped out of a hole,
And up to a fine piece of cheese they stole.

OCTOBER 7TH.

OCTOBER 9TH

OCTOBER 10TH.

The two little dogs cried "cheese is nice."
But the two little cats jumped down in a

trice,

And cracked the bones of the two little mice.

OCTOBER 10TH.

So that's my brave baby! one foot putting forward

Half doubtful, the other steals by it:

What! shrinking again! You sly little

OCTOBER 11TH.

Goose, goose! put on shoes!

Snail, snail! fill the pail!

Marten, marten, went a carting.

And why did he travel? To bring home

OCTOBER 12TH.

Fondly loves the dog his master,

Knows no friend to him so dear,
Listens for his coming footstep,

Loves his welcome voice to hear.

OCTOBER 13TH.

It was ages ago, so the rhyme-makers sang,
That a little girl lived they called Rattle-

te-Bang:

They called her by that, since she never

could stir

Without causing a slam, or a whirl, or a

whirr.

OCTOBER 14TH.

Old man, I wonder what you do

Away up there in the sky so blue?

Do you teach your little dog funny tricks,
And make him jump over your fagot of