of poetical quotations, and biographies of
celebrated women. Most of her work was
ephemeral in character, and she lives for us in
the one poem that follows. It is usually
printed without the last stanza which is here
restored. Younger children, as a rule, do not
object to such moralizing.

MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB

SARA J. HALE

Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow,
And everywhere that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go.

He followed her to school one day,
That was against the rule;
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school.

And so the Teacher turned him out,
But still he lingered near,
And waited patiently about,
Till Mary did appear:

And then he ran to her, and laid
His head upon her arm,
As if he said, "I'm not afraid,
You'll save me from all harm."

"What makes the lamb love Mary so?"
The eager children cry--
"Oh, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"
The Teacher did reply.

And you each gentle animal
In confidence may bind,
And make them follow at your will,
If you are only kind.

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Theodore Tilton (1835-1907) was a very
brilliant New York orator, poet, and
journalist. His poetry, published in a complete
volume in 1897, contains some really
distinguished verse. He is largely known to the
new generation, however, by some stanzas from
the following poem, which are usually found in
readers and poetic compilations for children.
The entire poem is given here. Does our "Swat
the fly" campaign of recent years negate the
kindly attitude emphasized in the poem?

BABY BYE

THEODORE TILTON

Baby bye,
Here's a fly;
Let us watch him, you and I.
How he crawls
Up the walls,
Yet he never falls!
I believe with six such legs
You and I could walk on eggs.
There he goes
On his toes,
Tickling baby's nose.

Spots of red
Dot his head;
Rainbows on his back are spread;
That small speck
Is his neck;
See him nod and beck.
I can sho