ARBOR DA V MANUAL. 
THE SPRING TIME. 
FOR A CLASS RECITATION. 
ARK ! it is the springtime, 
How happy should we be, 
After winter’s cold blast 
The merry spring to see. 
; First Girl : 
All the birds are happy, 
They seem to love to sing; 
They must be tired of winter, 
And glad to see the spring. 
Second Girl: 
And see ! the little flow’rs 
Pop up their tiny heads ; 
Buttercups and daisies 
Spring from their cosy beds. 
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Third Girl : 
Violets are blooming, 
And honeysuckles too; 
So the bees are happy, 
As well as all of you. 
Fourth Girl: 
Soon, the grand old forest, 
That has so long been bare, 
Will send forth green branches 
Out in the open air. 
All: 
Surely God does love us 
To send us all these things, 
And we, with our teacher, 
Give thanks to Him in spring. 
Lily Rutherford. 
SPRING. 
TN the snowing and the blowing, 
1 In the cruel sleet, 
Little flowers begin their growing, 
Far beneath our feet. 
Softly taps the spring, and cheerly, 
‘‘ Darlings are you here ? ” 
Till the answer, “We are nearly, 
Nearly ready, dear.” 
“ Where is winter, with his snowing? 
Tell us spring,” they say. 
Then she answers, “ He is going, 
Going on his way. 
Poor old winter does not love you ; 
But his time is past; 
Soon my birds shall sing above you, 
Set you free at last.” 
Mrs. M. M. Dodge. 
LITTLE BIRDIE. 
FOR A LITTLE ONE. 
D EAR little birdie, 
Up in a tree, 
Sing a sweet song of 
Spring-time to me. 
Then when winter comes 
Back with its snow, 
And the cold winds 
Through the trees blow 
Sing of the sunshine. 
Sing of the showers, 
- Sing of the dewdrops, 
Sing of the flowers. 
If you, dear birdie, will 
Back to me come, 
I’ll see that you never 
Shall want for a crumb. 
