ow they're all out, Oh, see what a crowd!
Good Mother Hen is happy and proud,
Cluck-cluck, cluck-cluck, clucking away.

[Illustration: HAPPY AND PROUD [fist with index finger raised and
curved]]

Into the coop the mother must go;
But all the chickens run to and fro,
Peep-peep, peep-peep, peeping away.

[Illustration: THE COOP. [palm downward, fingers curved and
separated]]

[Illustration: "RUN TO AND FRO" [index and middle fingers "running"]]

Here is some corn in my little dish;
Eat, Mother Hen, eat all that you wish,
Picking, picking, picking away.

[Illustration: EATING [left hand cupped, right fist with index finger
extended and curved]]

Happy we'll be to see you again,
Dear little chicks and good Mother Hen!
Now good-by, good-by for to-day.

[Music: THE HEN AND CHICKENS.

EMILIE POULSSON.

CORNELIA C. ROESKE.

1. Good Mother Hen sits here on her nest,
Keeps the eggs warm beneath her soft breast,
Waiting, waiting, day after day.

2. Hark! there's a sound she knows very well:
Some little chickens breaking the shell,
Pecking, pecking, pecking away.

3. Now they're all out, oh, see what a crowd!
Good Mother Hen is happy and proud,
Cluck-cluck, cluck-cluck, clucking away.]

4. Into the coop the mother must go;
While all the chickens run to and fro,
Peep-peep, peep-peep, peeping away.

5. Here is some corn in my little dish;
Eat, Mother Hen, eat all that you wish.
Picking, picking, picking away.

6. Happy we'll be to see you again,
Dear little chicks and good Mother Hen!
Now good-bye, good-bye for to-day.

[Illustration: IV. THE LITTLE PLANT.]

IV.--THE LITTLE PLANT.

In my little garden bed
Raked so nicely over,
First the tiny seeds I sow,
Then with soft earth cover.

[Illustration: THE BED. [palms facing each other, curved fingers
touching]]

[Illustration: THE RAKE. [fingers extended downward]]

[Illustration: SEEDS I SOW. [fingers closed and curved, palm down]]

[Illustration: WITH SOFT EARTH COVER. [palms down and curved]]

Shining down, the great round sun
Smiles upon it often;
Little raindrops, pattering down,
Help the seeds to soften.

[Illustration: THE GREAT ROUND SUN. [arms extended over head and
curved]]

[Illustration: PATTERING.

DRUMMING WITH THE FINGER-TIPS.]

Then the little plant awakes!
Down the roots go creeping.
Up it lifts its little head
Through the brown mould peeping.

[Illust