to him, "how is it that you are so cheerful and easily satisfied; you are as happy as a king!"

"Because," said Father Dik, "I wear the spectacles of Content, through which a wise man looks upon the world!"

O-MORROW is Amy's birthday,

Amy, our pride and our treasure;
What can we plan, and do for her
To give her a little pleasure?

We will gather under her window
So early in the dawning,
And sing a merry birth-day song
To wake her in the morning.

We'll raise a throne in the meadow,
We'll make it of moss and heather,
And gather the brookside rushes green
To bind it well together.

We'll weave her a flowery garland,
Befitting her royal station,

A bulrush tall shall her sceptre be
At her solemn coronation.

The bees shall bring their honey,

A convolvolus bell for chalice;
The greenwood for a spacious hall,
And a bower for a palace.

Her subjects shall gather round her,
Before her footstool bowing,

By hill and lea, by blossom and tree,
Their faithful service vowing.

Throned in her innocent beauty,
Her sweetness a royal vesture,
She will move us all to obey her
By every gentle gesture.
Sweet temper is her dower,

All hearts to her service moving,
The reason we choose her for our Queen
Is because she is so loving.

For Alice is tall and stately,

Her ringlets are dark and flowing, And Mary carries a merry sound

Where'er she may be going.

Isabel's fair and slender,

And Helen is bright and pretty,

And everyone crowds round merry Maud, Because she is so witty.

But our own dear little Amy,
Amy with soft brown tresses,
No one remembers how she looks,
No one thinks of her dresses.
She is always sweet and winning,,
Tender, serene and steady,
No wonder she wears the lily crown,
For she is our Queen already!

A GAME AT CARDS.

SHALL give a party!" said the
Card-Table.

"I have just been

newly French-polished, and I know

I look exceedingly well; moreover I have just had some beautiful green cloth put on, so that I am quite in apple-pie order! I shall give a party: I have made up my mind. to it."

"I can't think how you can be so foolish," grumbled the Card-Basket, "at your time of life you ought to know better, and it will be so very unpleasant for me to look for lodgings elsewhere."

"Why we shall all be obliged to move, then," chattered the china ornaments, "what a nuisance