had better go home," and the Hke polite crackers and she asks for it early in the 



language. Polly is very fond of her morning. 



mistress and will kiss her through the Polly is a smart bird of beautiful 



bars of her pretty brass cage. She is plumage. Her mistress was obliged to 



very jealous of her mistress and resents send her to the country this summer, 



any love being bestowed upon any ^^ ^^^^ ^^^ !l''" J^f "k- ",^ cu^T" 



•^ , r xi r -1 If 1 , panv With another bright bird, bhc has 



member of the family before her, by f ' , i^ r,i ..u-^^. ^^.a ;o 



, . o, 1 , learned many wonderful things and is 



her mistress. She knows the master prepared to surprise her mistress upon 



of the house and calls him "eood-by" her return after the close of the World's 



when she sees him leaving after break- Fair, 

 fast. Her breakfast is boiled milk and Fannie A. Carothers. 



JOLLY WOODSMEN. 



Such a jolly band of woodsmen 



Have been working at our trees ; 

 You should hear their strokes a ringing 



Vibrant, clear upon the breeze. 



Now their leader's called "Old Flicker," 



And his suit is mostly brown, 

 Touched with black and red and yellow ; 



He's a sturdy, noisy clown. 



There's a chap — and he's the dandy — 



In his coat of black and white, 

 Yellow waistcoat, cap of scarlet; 



Maple "sap" is his delight. 



We must not forget the reckless, 



Gallant "Redhead" — movements fleet ; 

 Cap of crimson, white his waistcoat, 



Black and white his suit so neat. 



Then there's "Downy" — just a laddie — 



But a worker full of might ; 

 Crimson collar, waistcoat snowy, 



Coat of black all striped with white. 



Day by day, while summer lingers, 



You will find them busy — all ; 

 Yet our trees beneath their onslaught 



Scarcely ever earthward fall. 



Jolly woodsmen : how we miss you 



When the winds of Winter roar; 

 But we always bid you welcome 



When fair Spring knocks at our door. 



— Samuel Gilmore Palmer. 



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