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Show Wheri Polly Duuts. YVIirn Polly diiMn the nmtn. my dmrs, Tlnii look, and look In wiln, for bnokn nnil iniirc. Ink or pen. Or nimlit you vinnt 11R.1I11. Drill- loiiK-faltillliir npliliTtst'bfi No more liliu-k mink Illume; Nor man nor liwmt fount In lier nclicmes Wlien I'olly 1I11M.1 the room. When I'ol'y dusts the room, my iIchm, Oil. how the chair walk round! And all the morn what wiiurkft and thud ThrouKliiiut tlie house irKuund! Til. Iceman looks a trifle nwpd; My hreast Is filled with uloom (lis- thinks. I'm sure. I'm keeping school When I'olly dusts the room., When Tolly dusts Hip room, my loves, Why bear we all so tneekT Because, though comfort's gone to-day, Ileward's not far to seek. Theie cometh one for whose sweet sake I.et inarch forth every broom! A recompense we truthful wait When roily dust the room. When I'olly dusts the room, lily dears. Oh. never yield to KrleM He sure the morrow's rose opes fair Though sere to-day the leaf. Outdoois a cniultiK Joy I feel: Tho tardy wood-lloweis bloom: All nature hastes 11 welcoinr, while, Hmall I'olly dusts the room WIipii I'olly dusts the loom, my dears. The brown thrush hIiikm In nice All houses round timy whirl, e'en fall, Ilnl. oh. wh.it c.iK'lli he? And what euro I. when 'ncith this tree I Iblnl! of her who soon Will make her whole home hrlKht; 'tis suio When I'olly dusts the room' -StprlnKlleM (.Mas-.) Itepiibll.-iin |