Little Goldenhair

Goldenhair cliinbwl on grandpapa's knee; rear little (inldediair. tired was sue, All the ilny busy as biisy can be. Up in the moruing as soon as 'twas light. Out with Mie birda aud butteiflies briglit, Skippinji altout till the coming of aiglit. jrandpapa toyed with the ciirls on her head "VVh.it bus niy darliug been doing," he said. ".Siuce he rose with the sub froui her bed!"' "Pitty urnen," answered the swet little one. "[ canniit teil o inuch tliinys 1 Uave done - l'layed with my dolly and feeded my bun; "And then I juuiped with my little jmnp rop Ind I made out of some water and soap Bootiful worlds, maiunia's castles of hope. "Then I have readed in my picturo book, And Bella and I, we went to look Kor the smooth littie stones by the side of tl brook. "And then I comed home and eatcd my tea, And I dim bed up en randpapa's knee, And I jes as tired as tired eau be." Lower and lower the little liead pressed, Jutil it had ilruppeil upon grandpapa's breast; ear little Goldenhair, sweet be tliy rest.' We are but hildren; thiugs that we do Are as sports of a babe to the Infinite view, Thai inaiks all our weaknes, and pitittsit, too. Hod gi&nt that wlien night overshadows our way, Aud we shall be cal led to account for our day, He shall fiud us as guiltless as (ioldenhair, lay. And O, wIibii aweary, may we be so biest, And siuk like the innocent cbild to our rest, Aud feel ourselvea clasped td the Infinite breas t.