"South, by two feet--two restless feet That never tire of play, But never fail to gladly run (Even on a holiday) On others' errands willingly, In most obliging way. "East, by a pocket stuffed and crammed With, oh so many things! With tops and toys and bits of wood, And pennies, knives, and strings, And by a little fist that lacks The glow that water brings. "West by the same; and well explored The pocket by the fist. The capital, two rosy lips All ready to be kissed. And,--darling, now I've bounded you; The class may be dismissed." HURLY-BURLY. (_A Nonsense Rhyme._) BY EMMA MORTIMER WHITE. When the Mother Goose cow jumped over the moon, And the little dog laughed to see, The horse hurrahed and tossed up his hat, And "whistled an air, did he." The camel danced the Highland fling, And the elephant put on skates, While the cat went into the butcher trade And charged the highest rates. The mackerel rode a circus colt; The whale leaped over the trees; While the catfish rode on a bicycle, That ran itself with ease. The tiger went to bed in his boots; The lion shot at a mark; The eagle banged his hair in front, And offered himself to a park. The horned owl laughed till he almost cried, Then cried till his eyes were dim; But the wisest of all was a wise old hen Who taught herself to swim. [Illustration] [Illustration] JACK-IN-THE-PULPIT. Well, my hearers, how do I find you this time? Getting ready for school, do you say? Ah, of course! Your Jack knows all about it. The season will soon begin at the little red school-house, and it will be a joy to see the bright procession that will go marching by my meadow every morning, the girls chatting and humming in the cheeriest way, and the boys all whistling gayly--whether just for the fun of it or to keep up their courage, I'll not attempt to say. And the dear Little School-ma'am--bless her!--she'll be in a perfect glow of delight! It seems to me that the very walls of the school-houses ought to throb with pride over the wise young heads and the clear, happy voices that will soon make them echo with sounds of busy work and play. And so success to you all, my dears, throughout the whole term! POOR LARK!