ttler sank to quiet rest.

Then in the cradle soft
'Twas laid with tenderest care.
"Good-night!
Sleep till the morning light!"
Whispered the mother as she breathed a prayer.
Night settled down; the gates of day were barred
And only loving angels were on guard.

JOSEPHINE POLLARD.

GRANDMOTHER'S CLOCK.

It stands in the corner of Grandma's room;
From the ceiling it reaches the floor;
"Tick-tock," it keeps saying the whole day long,
"Tick-tock," and nothing more.

Grandma says the clock is old, like herself;
But dear Grandma is wrinkled and gray,
While the face of the clock is smooth as my hand,
And painted with flowers so gay!

Backwards and forwards, this way and that,
You can see the big pendulum rock:
"Tick-tock," it keeps saying the whole day long,
"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!"

The clock never sleeps, and its hands never rest
As they slowly go moving around;
And it strikes the hours with a ding, ding, ding,
Ding, ding, and a whirring sound.

I wonder if this is the same old clock
That the mousie ran up in the night,
And played hide-and-seek till the clock struck one,
And then ran down in a fright.

Backwards and forwards, this way and that,
You can see the big pendulum rock;
"Tick-tock," it keeps saying the whole day long,
"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!"

NELLIE M. GARABRANT.

[Illustration: {A SPRAY OF LEAVES AND FLOWERS.}]

[Illustration: {A LITTLE GIRL AND A WOMAN BY A GRANDFATHER CLOCK.}]

A STUFFED JUMBO.

Yesterday, Alice met the stuffed Jumbo, her former mate. She walked
slowly up to him, and then stood for a few moments, evidently
surveying him with wonder. Then she swung her trunk so as to reach
Jumbo's mouth. She also touched his trunk in a cautious manner, and
then turning her back upon him, gave vent to a groan that made the
roof of the garden tremble. William Newman, the elephant trainer,
Frank Hyatt, the superintendent, and "Toddy" Hamilton, talked to her
in their usual winning way, and she again faced Jumbo. She fondled his
trunk, looked straight into his eyes, and again she groaned, and then
walked away as though disgusted with the old partner of her joys and
sorrows. She went back to her quarters and continued to mourn. Her
keeper, Scott, was appeale