Harper's nuova rivista mensile Volume 109 da giugno a novembre 1904 . nEn heah la sua canzone di foh calore. Oh, Misteh Locus in det albero condotto, yo tune aroun;racconta di come la sua calda guine per essere Befo de Sun andare giù. De rivehs lak un lookin-glas, De win blow fum de souf;It sembrano dire es it sweep pas- sei settimane mo ob drouf!De lizahd corrono lungo de la recinzione, De bracsnakes in de frumento,Det locus nascondere nel verde denso lebes En cantare la sua canzone calore FOH. Oh, Misteh Locus in det albero, cantare en fare yo bes;Mak è troppo caldo per foh wohk me-? En den Ahll hab a res. Victor A. Hermann. Il mendicante Queer Boy un giorno il mendicante i più strani boyHe venuto

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Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . nEn heah his song foh heat. Oh, Misteh Locus in det tree, Pipe yo tune aroun;Tell how hot its guine to be Befo de sun go down. De rivehs lak a lookin-glas, De win blow fum de souf;It seem to say es it sweep pas— Six mo weeks ob drouf!De lizahd run along de fence, De bracsnakes in de wheat, Det locus hide in green lebes dense En sing his song foh heat. Oh, Misteh Locus in det tree, Sing en do yo bes;Mak it too hot to wohk foh me—? En den Ahll hab to res. Victor A. Hermann. The Queer Beggar Boy ONE day the queerest beggar boyHe came to our back door;He wTas the raggedyest one I ever saw before.My mother told him, Come right in And sit down here and rest, And gave him lots of buttered bread, And cake, and turkey breast. And then she gave him my old coat, And hat thats almost new, And then she said, Poor child, poor child, And gave him playthings, too.But stead of being happy, then, And nice and satisfied, As Id a been, that beggar boy Jus cried, and cried, and cried! Louise Morgan Sill.. A New Kind of Game HARRISON, aged four, was taken by hismother to pay his first visit to hisgrandparents in a distant city. It was his grandfathers custom to have silent grace beforeeach meal was placedupon the table, and Har-risons mother explainedto him that when he wasat the table he would seehis grandfather bow hishead and maintain silencefor a few moments, andthat he should do like-wise. When the family satdown to dinner, Harrisonwatched his grandfather, and the moment he bowedhis head Harrison did thesame. After a short pe-riod of silence, longenough, Harrison thought, he cried out, to the mor-tification of his mother: Amen. Im out first! A Little Learning Oh, look, grandpa is holding his paper upside downV Reasonable KENNETH was havinga lesson in color, andfinally his aunt touchedher gray skirt and asked, What color is this? Kenneth hesitated andthen said, Dark white. No, laughed hisaunt. Dark white isnta color. Think

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