Oh, we've got a new baby sister!
Folks act as if she was a queen!
What Rob and I want doesn't matter,
And sometimes it seems kind of mean.
We dress up for regular battles,
With helmets and sabers and all;
It's pretty exciting, I tell you!
We charge on the foe, and they fall,
And then we hear somebody calling
(Mamma, or Aunt Lou, or Aunt Jane),
"Boys! boys! can't you learn to be quiet?
You're waking the baby again!"

She's little, and red, and keeps squealing,
And squints up her eyes, just like this!
And then they all crowd up around her,
And every one gives her a kiss.

But when Rob and I play we're wounded,
And fall, with loud groans, to the floor,
Why, no one comes flying to help us.
But while we are "groaning full sore,"
We're sure to hear somebody calling
(Mamma, or Aunt Lou, or Aunt Jane),
"Boys! boys! can't you learn to be quiet?
You're waking the baby again!"

Now Rob can play tunes with one finger,
And I've got an awful strong voice.
Rob's fav'rite is "Star-Spangled Banner,"
But "Marching Through Georgia" 's my choice,
So gen❜lly we do both together.

It's real hard to keep your own part;

You can't, 'less you do it the loudest.

But when we've just got a good start
Of course we hear somebody calling
(Mamma, or Aunt Lou, or Aunt Jane),
"Boys! boys! can't you learn to be quiet?
You're waking the baby again!"

But Rob and I try to be patient,

For when she's a sensible size,

That baby, we've planned how we'll have her
A trav'ller that's took by surprise

By robbers, or animals maybe,
All wild! That'll be one of us;
The other will rush to her rescue

With shouts! But they won't make a fuss.
They'll smile, and they'll say to each other
(Mamma, and Aunt Lou, and Aunt Jane),
"Why, we can't expect they'll be quiet;

They're 'musing that baby again!"

-Elizabeth L. Gould in Youth's Companion.

SONG DIALOGUE FOR BOYS.

A class of as many boys as desired may be chosen to sing the repeats. The four leading singers may be placed at intervals in the class or altogether. Uniform dress, slight imitation of soldiers, may be used. A boys' band, also in uniform, playing the One boy with flute, harmonica, music, will increase the interest. drum, or other instrument will do.

(Music enters, playing "Yankee Doodle."

Boys follow, marching to

music, and form in line or semi-circle, first singer sings.)

My mother says I grow so fast,
She cannot keep(1) my measure;

I eat so much and play so hard,
And am so fond of pleasure!

Very soon (2) I'll be a man,

Then look(3) out for the battle;
For I'll be(4) a soldier brave,
And make(5) the rifles rattle!

(Repeat last four lines, class joining, making singing, "Very soon he'll be a man," etc.)

(Music changes and plays, "The singer sings.)

same motions, and

Maid of Monterey," and second

And I'll be your companion,

But not to use your guns;

I'll be a kind, wise surgeon,

To help the wounded ones;

I'll have (6) my bandage ready,

The wound (7) will soon be dressed;
I'll cure (8) all those who can be cured,
And cheer (9) and soothe (10) the rest.

(Repeat last four lines, class joining, making singing "He'll have his bandage ready," etc.)

same

motions, and

(Music changes to "Red, White and Blue," and third singer sings.)

Oh, boys! I shall want to go with you,

To see what the world is about;

I think you can make me your chaplain,
I'll learn to be grave and devout!

And when the last battle is over,

And (11) "Peace to the earth" is the word,
You will own that the (12) prayers of your chaplain,

With the (13) prayers of your mother's were heard.

(Repeat last two lines, class joining, same motions and same words except "We will own," etc. Our chaplain, and our mothers, etc.)

(Music changes to "Rosa May," or "Hive of Deseret," and the fourth singer sings.)

I'll be a missionary, boys;

And spread (14) the Gospel light;
The Patriarch (15) has said I should,
And this you now is right.

I'll teach the nations far (16) and near, (17)
To cease from war and strife;

And learn to keep the laws of God, (18)
And gain eternal life.

(Instead of playing chorus, music here starts first of tune, lively, and class sings.)

We'll all be missionary boys,

And spread the Gospel light; (19)

The Patriarchs (20) have said we should,

And this we know is right.

We'll teach the nations (21) far and near, (22)

That strife and war must cease; (23)

And we must (24) clasp each other's hands,
And (25) walk in love and peace.

Chorus.

And walk in love and peace;
And walk in love and peace;

And we must clasp each other's hands,
And walk in love and peace;

MOTIONS. (1) Raises hand over head. (2) Stretches up, hands on hips. (3) Turns to second boy, shoving up sleeves as if to strike. (4) First position of soldier with arms. (5) Position for shooting. (6) Pulls handkerchief from pocket. (7) Wraps handkerchief around left arm. (8) Spreads hands gently. (9) Places left arm across left breast and pats it softly. (10) Strokes cheek. (11) Spreads hands gently. (12) Raises and clasps hands, and raises eyes. (13) Bends knees, half kneeling, and eyes still raised. (14) Reaches out hands. (15) Places hand on head. (16) Reaches out hands. (17) Draws hands toward breast. (18) Points upward. (19) Reaches out hand. (20) Places hand on head. (21) Reaches out hands. (22) Bring hands toward breast. (23) Indicate this with head and hand. (24) Each two boys clasp right hands. (25) Every second boy gently draws other boy's hand under left arm. Music leads march and all march 'round and off, singing, last chorus.

-L. L. Greene Richards.

"Up and be doing," is the word that comes from God for each of us. Leave some "good work" behind you that shall not be wholly lost when you have passed away. Do something worth living for, worth dying for.-Arthur P. Stanley.