sleepy-land it is too far,
So early in the evening."

FATHER.

"'Tis time to go to bed, my dear, bed, my dear, bed, my dear;
'Tis time to go to bed, my dear,
Though early in the evening.
For such a little girl as you, girl as you, girl as you,
For such a little girl as you
Should be abed, and sleeping too,
Thus early in the evening."

DAUGHTER.

"Oh! then I'll sing another song, another song, another song;
Oh! then I'll sing another song,
So early in the evening!
For you must take me pick-a-pack, pick-a-pack, pick-a-pack,
For you must take me pick-a-pack,
My good papa, upon your back,
So early in the evening."

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FATHER.

"Then jump, and we'll go up the stairs, up the stairs, up the stairs;
Then jump, and we'll go up the stairs
So early in the evening.
Now here she is! My pig is safe, pig is safe, pig is safe,
Now here she is! My pig is safe:
It must not squeal, or kick, or chafe
So early in the evening."

DAUGHTER.

"So up we go! Good-by, mamma, by, mamma, by, mamma;
So up we go! Good-by, mamma,
So early in the evening!
I'm going off to sleepy-land, sleepy-land, sleepy-land,
I'm going off to sleepy-land:
To all good folks I kiss my hand,
So early in the evening!"

EMILY CARTER.

WHAT BRAVO TOLD RORY.

"TELL us a story, Kate," said Emma.

"Yes, _do_," chimed in Bertha.

"_Will_ you tell us a story?" said Herbert.

Thus entreated by these dear, good children, I could not refuse. So
while their three heads, close together, with their bright faces beaming
upon me and upon each other, formed a pretty picture, I told them this
story about two shepherd-dogs, Bravo and Rory:--

"When farmer John and his bride moved into their
little white house, a mile from the old homestead,
they took with them the young dog, Bravo, and left
Rory to guard the old house. Bravo was large and
wide awake, but only five months old. He seemed
very happy in his new home. His master taught him
many curious things; and for a week or more he
showed no signs of home-sickness.

"But when old Toss, from the tannery ne