and draw some pictures of a cat, or a dog, or a rabbit, Edith's
eyes brightened; and she said, "Let me go too?"

So Edith sat on her auntie's lap, and asked her to draw a rabbit,--a
"yabbit," Edith called it,--and to begin at his ears.

"Yes, little pet. Here are his ears, and here is his body, and here is
his tail, and here are his feet, and here are some spectacles for him to
see through," said auntie, drawing each article as she named it. "And
here are some pretty red beads around his neck, and some rings in his
ears; and now we will tie a nice blue ribbon on his tail." Here Edith
suggested shoes for his feet.

"Yes," said auntie. "And now he wants an apple to eat: so here is an
_apple_ for him (1). Now he wants some _grass_ (2); now some _nuts_ (3).
Now he is crying for a piece of _pie_ (4); no, he doesn't want that
kind, he wants _gooseberry-pie_: well, rabbit, here it is (5). Here is
some _bread_ for him (6), and we will spread it with nice butter; and he
wants a _potato_ too (7), and a nice sweet _orange_ (8), and a _brush_
to smooth his fur (9)."

Little Edith's eyes were gradually closing; but, becoming aware of the
fact, she started up as if she thought of going away.

[Illustration]

"Stop, darling," said auntie. "We must give the rabbit a _wash-bowl_ to
wash in (10), and some nice cool water in it; and now he must have a
_comb_ (11), and a _cup and saucer_ to drink his tea from (12), and a
_doll_ to play with (13). Now he says he wants a _house_ to live in
(14), with a tree growing by it, and a nice walk to the front-door, and
a fence all around it; and there he is crying for a bed to sleep on. Oh,
what a rabbit you are! you want so many things! Well, here is a nice
_bed_ for you (15). Now I hope you will go to sleep, and not ask for
another thing; for little Edith's eyes are shut."

And, sure enough, Edith was fast asleep.

C. L. K.

BLOW, BLOW, EAST WIND!

[Illustration: Music]

1. Blow, blow, east wind!
What does the east wind do?
Shine, shine, sunlight!
And what does the sunshine do?
The sunshine clear
Goes here and there,
And searches ev'ry nook;
And while it is going,
The wind it is blowing
Much farther than you can look.

2. Blow, blow, east wind!
Woodlands and valleys through!
Shine, shine,