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[Illustration: Washing Dolly's Clothes.]

My Week

On Monday I wash my dollies' clothes,
On Tuesday smoothly press 'em,
On Wednesday mend their little hose,
On Thursday neatly dress 'em.

On Friday I play they're taken ill,
On Saturday something or other;
But when Sunday comes, I say, "Lie still,
I'm going to church with mother."

[Illustration: Giving Dolly a Bath.]

Dirty Dolly

Naughty Miss Dolly played out in the mud,
And got all her clothes quite black;
And now such a rubbing, and scrubbing and tubbing
As we have to give them, good lack!

'Tis hard to be mothers and laundresses too,
And nurses and cooks beside.
Grown people don't know all we chicks have to do,
For how can they tell till they've tried?

Washing Day Troubles

I know a little girl who tried,
To wash her dolly's clothes, one day,
In Bridget's great, big tub, and cried
Because mamma sent her away

To find her own small dolly-tub,
More fit for little girls to use.
But naughty Sally shook her head
And all suggestions did refuse.

And when she found herself alone,
She went to Bridget's tub again,
But, as is sure to be the case,
Her disobedience brought her pain.

For, what do you think? she tumbled in,
And gave herself an awful fright,
And no one pitied her; in fact,
They all laughed at her in her plight.

Washing Dolly

Miss Mary standing at the tub
Giving dolly a thorough scrub.
Trying to make her nice and sweet
Before she dresses for the street.
If health an happiness you'd glean
Remember always to keep clean.

Doll Rosy's Bath

'Tis time Doll Rosy had a bath,
And she'll be good, I hope;
She likes the water well enough,
But she doesn't like the soap.

Now soft I'll rub her with a sponge,
Her eyes and nose and ears,
And splash her fingers in the bowl
And never mind the tears.

There now--oh, my! what have I done?
I've washed the skin off--see!
Her pretty pink and white are gone
Entirely! oh, dear me!

The New Tea-Things

Come, Dolly, come quick,
For I want you to see
The present mamma
Has just given to me;
A set of new tea-things
That really hold tea.

A dear little teapot
To keep the tea hot,
And tiny white cups
With a pretty blue spot,
And a glass sugar-basin.
How nice, is it not?

And