550 NATURE STUDY. 



You'll see, if you come to Miss April's spring party, 

 It's airy and dainty, a beautiful dress ! 

 Jack Frost's not invited he's a jolly good playmate 

 But he's rather too rough for a party, I guess." 



Author not known. 



THE TREE BUDS. f 



" Rock-a-by, baby, 

 Up in a tree, 

 Rock-a-by, baby, 

 What can we see ? 



Little brown cradles ? 

 Yes, that is all ; 

 Little brown cradles 

 Never will fall. 



Where are the babies ? 

 Oh ! they are there, 

 Tucked in their blankets 

 Away from the air. 



Dear little nurslings, 

 Quiet all day, 

 In their green nightgowns 

 Folded away. 



North wind is piping 

 Loud lullaby. 

 He couldn't soften 

 His voice, did he try. 



Sleep till the springtime 

 Brightens the sky. 

 Little leaf babies 

 We love you. Good-by." 



KATE L. BROWN. 



