ARBOR DA Y MANUAL. 



A FLOCK OF BIRDS. 



FOR A CLASS OF LITTLE ONES. 

 ( The pupils who recite should wear appropriate colors.) 



FIRST PUPIL : 



I AM a bluebird ; on branches bare 

 I love to sway like a blossom fair, 

 And sing to people tired of snow 

 The prettiest songs of spring-time I know. 



SECOND PUPIL: 



I am a robin " To wortle, tu whit ! " 



Do I mind the cold weather? no not a bit. 



Gayly I'll carol and loudly shout 



Till I coax the leaves and the blossoms out. 



THIRD PUPIL (YELLOW BIRD) : 



My color is like the buttercups; 

 I love to dance where the wild bee sups, 

 I know I've not much of a voice to sing 

 But I carry a sunbeam on either wing. 



FOURTH PUPIL: 



I'm a jolly old crow, I'd have you know, 



I've sung ever since I was born; 

 And as for farming, I can beat 



The smartest at hoeing the corn ; 

 You don't think much of my music ? 



That's as much as some people know. 

 What sound is there in this noisy world 



So sweet as the song of a crow ? 



FIFTH PUPIL: 



I'm the oriole ; see how gaily I'm dressed, 

 For me the blossoming orchard is best. 

 Oh May is sweet, and I am sweet, 

 And the apple blossoms here at my feet. 



SIXTH PUPIL: 



I'm brisk little Robert of Lincoln ! 



My heart is so full and so gay 

 That I sing as fast as ever I can, 



In the meadow-lands, all day. 

 I love the tall lithe grasses 



And the daisies, the dear little things 



