above us. Both had something shining Such a comical 'lay low' expression !" 



in their hands that they pointed at our So they chatted on, while my parents 



parents, but they seemed to do no harm, had stopped chirping and my mother 



The lady came very near to us at last and flew into the bush beside us. The game 



looked into the bush several times with- of hide-and-seek was over, and in a few 



out seeing us. But finally she exclaimed, minutes the people went away. 

 "Oh, here they are, so near I could have I suppose we might get used to being 



touched them !" At that I gave her a looked at if we were sure no harm would 



sidelong look and flew in fright to a come, but the trouble is we cannot tell 



further branch ; but my sister sat still in who will and who will not hurt us. As 



perfect obedience. The lady did not try long as ladies and even Httle girls will 



to catch her, but went on talking. ''Just wear dead birds upon their hats, we 



come and look at the dear little things ! know that all men are not to be trusted. 



Harriet L. Grove. 



SPRING'S approach. 



There's a smell in the air, 



Bare trees budding green. 

 And just hark ! Over there — 



A bird-song, I ween. 

 Earth's pulses are vibrant, 



New life is astir. 

 The hillsides grow verdant. 



Pussy-willow's a-purr. 

 Some presence possesses 



The heart o' the woods, 

 And there on the waters 



New light softly broods. 

 The flash of a jay's wing 



Now catches my eye. 

 And high on a branch a-swing 



Red-breast I spy. 

 All gauzy and spattered 



With color spots bright, 

 A butterfly burst from 



Its prison takes flight. 

 The mind's filled with whispers. 



On some mischief bent. 

 Has caught in its vapors 



The sweet violet's scent. 

 So freighted with incense, 



And trembling with song. 

 Suffused with Spring's presence, 



The breezes go 'long. 

 All earth has expressed it, 



Why trumpet or shout? 

 We've already guessed it, 



The secret is out. 



— Rose Glass. 



