in the right. He didn't came ; and just at night 1 remembered what you said when Amy fell into the river. I read my little book, felt better, resolved not to let the sun set on my anger, and ran over to tell Laurie I was sorry. I met him at the gate, coming for the same thing. We both laughed, begged each other's pardon, and felt all good and comfortable again.
"I made a ' pome' yesterday, when I was helping Hannah wash ; and, as father likes my silly little things, I put it in to amuse him. Give him the lov- ingest hug that ever was, and kiss yourself a dozen times, for your
"A SONG FROM THE SUDS.
" Queen of my tub, I merrily sing, While the white foam rises high; And sturdily wash, and rinse, and wring, And fasten the clothes to dry; Then out in the free fresh air they swing, Under the sunny sky.
" I wish we could wash from our hearts and souls The stains of the week away, And let water and air by their magic make Ourselves as pure as they; Then on the earth there would be indeed A glorious washing-day!
" Along the path of a useful life. Will heart's-ease ever bloom; The busy mind has no time to think Of sorrow, or care, or gloom ; And anxious thoughts may be swept away. As we busily wield a broom.