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Show THE FOUR BIG BROOMS. (Mary Balling Street, in Youth's Com- j panion.) O mother! why does the big wind blow, i And rattle the window-pane? It I close my eyes to sleep just so, It wakes ma up again: ) If I hide my head beneath the spread, j You speak so soft and low j That I cannot hear what you hava said; , Oh, why does the big wind blow?" "Let us play, my darling, a merry play. j The winds are Tour big broom3 : That sweep the world on a windy day As Mary sweeps our rooms. The south wind is the parlor brush That sweeps in a quiet way. But the north wind comes with roar and rush On the world-wide sweeping day. "Like Mary sweeping the halls and stairs. Is the work of the good west broom. And the sweetest odors, the softest airs, Float over the world's wide room. But tonisrht the broom from the east is - here. And with it comes the rain. Like John when he brushes the porch, my dear. And hoses the window-pane." The little boy laughed and cuddled closa In his warm and downy bed. "I hear the broom and I hear the hose. And I like them both." he said. And so. though the rain may pelt away, f And the big wind loudly roar, He remembers the wide world's sweeping? i, day. I And thinks of the big brooms four. r |