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Oh, mother, mother, come and see!

My kitty's gone to sleep.

She is in my little basket here,

All cud-dled in a heap."

A SONG FOR BABY.

Rock-a-by, baby,

On the tree-top;

When the wind blows
The cra-dle will rock;
When the bough breaks,
The cradle will fall;
Down will come baby,

Cradle and all.

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See this brave little snowbird.

She likes the cold.

She is glad to stay here in the win-ter, but in sum-mer she will fly away to a cold place. Here is a yel-low-bird, too.

The yellowbirds stay with us in the winter, too; but their winter dress is dark. When summer comes, they put on the yellow coats a-gain.

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The rob-ins do not like the cold.

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The Cat. -"Good morn-ing, Mr. Owl. What big, und eyes you have!"

The Owl. -"Good morning, Mrs.

What big, round eyes you have!"

Cat.

The Cat. "I can see well in the dark,

Mr. Owl."

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The Owl.. -"So can I, Mrs. Cat." The Cat.-—— “ I can catch mice, Mr. Owl." The Owl. "I can catch mice, too, Mrs. Cat."

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And so do I, Mrs. Cat."

"I think you must be a cat."

Mrs. Cat, you must be a

The Cat. "But you have only two legs." The Owl. -"And you can not fly."

GOOD MORNING, SUN!

Good morning, Sun! I am glad to see you.

Good morning, little boy! os that a ball in your box?

No, it is a little bird. It looks like a ball. Please don't keep the bird in the box, little boy.

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little boy. Let it fly, and it will try to fly

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like the dark box for a house.

It is glad to see me, and it will sing for

you.

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