"Squir-rel, squir-rel, brown and brisk,
High a-bove me in the tree,
I can see you bound and frisk,
I can see you peep at me.
"Squir-rel, squir-rel, you can play;
Mer-rier beast is none than you;
Yet you are not only gay,
You are wise and mer-ry too.
You can play till sum-mer's o'er,
And the nuts come fall-ing free,
Then to hoard your win-ter store
You are busy as a bee.
"Squir-rel, squir-rel, I would bound
Gai-ly at my sports as you,
And, like you, I would be found
Care-ful for the fu-ture too."
"CON-TRA-RY WINDS"
Both Tom and Will had e-qual skill
In mak-ing lit-tle boats and ships;
They cut a-way a whole half day,
And co-vered all the floor with chips.
And when the boys had made their toys,
They thought to put them to the test--
To try which boat, when set a-float,
Would sail a-cross a tub the best.
But Will and Tom, each blow-ing from
A dif-fe-rent side, you well may guess,
No boats could go straight on, and so
They tacked a-bout in great dis-tress.
Such heavy gales a-gainst their sails
Made both the boats go whirl-ing round;
The sails got wet, the boats up-set,
And all the crew on board were drowned.
[Illustration: When the warm sum-mer days draw near,
From south-ern climes the Quails ap-pear.]
[Illustration: South Afric's plains the Quag-gas roam,
Re-mote from farm or set-tler's home.]
[Illustration: The fish-er-man the Roach may hook,
In quiet pond or gentle brook.]
[Illustration: When the fell Rat-tle-snake slides near,
The In-dian may its rat-tle hear.]
[Illustration: "CONTRARY WINDS."]
[Illustration: NAUGHTY DICK.]
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