134 WEIGHING THE BABY.
They spoke not a word, but the dominie s hand Trembled down where the bright promise lay,
Then close to each other the weary ones knelt, And a whisper stole up, " Let us pray."
The bright evening star looking in from the west To the angels above told the story,
And a shining one lovingly listened, and bent Toward the earth from her mansion of glory.
��WEIGHING THE BABY.
HOW many pounds does baby weigh "Baby" who came a month ago? How many pounds from crowning curl To rosy point of the restless toe ?
Grandfather ties the kerchief s knot, Tenderly guides the swinging weight,
And over his misty glasses peers To read the record, "Only eight."
Softly the echo goes around ;
The father laughs at the tiny girl, The fair young mother sings the words,
While grandma smoothes the rumpled curl,
Stooping above the precious one,
To fold a kiss within a prayer, To whisper softly, "Little one,
Grandfather did not weigh you fair."