One Year Old.
Mother’s Yellow Fairy Tale Book.
Arranged by Laura Dent Crane.
Henry Altemus Company: Philadelphia. 1905.
“Then he began the business of rocking that cradle.”
A tiny cradle, – it was a real baby’s cradle, – had been placed near the center of the stage. Tony soberly walked up to it and gently laid the baby elephant in the cradle, pulling up the bedclothes with his clever trunk and tenderly covering the baby.
Picking up a match from a table close by, he scratched it, and lit a candle on the table. Then he began the business of rocking the cradle, in such a funny manner that the boys and girls just shrieked with laughter.
Chapter XIV. – The Elephant Firemen.
THE ADVENTURES OF MOLLIE, WADDY AND TONY.
Written by Paul Waitt.
Illustrations by Clara E. Atwood.
Little, Brown, and Company: Boston. 1915.
Baby Bunting
Bye, Baby bunting,
Father’s gone a-hunting,
Mother’s gone a-milking,
Sister’s gone a-silking,
And Brother’s gone to buy a skin
To wrap the Baby bunting in.
Mother Goose
Volland Popular Edition.
Edited by Eulalie Osgood Grover.
Illustrated by Frederick Richardson.
Published by P. F. Volland Company: New York, Chicago & Toronto. 1921.
“Cornfield Lullaby”
By o’ Babun, dark yo’ shinin’ eye,
Snuggle soft and calm;
‘For yo’ come I wanted foh to die –
Lambie, O mah lamb!
Ole brack Sin war standin’ at de door,
Lookin’ roun’ foh me;
But I ‘spect yo’se skeered him off, foh shore,
‘Case he’s lef’ me be.
Kids of Many Colors.
By Grace Duffie Boylan and Ike Morgan.
Hurst and Company Publishers: New York. 1901.
“The Sow With The Saddle.”
The sow came in with the saddle,
The little pig rock’d the cradle,
The dish jump’d up on the table,
To see the pot swallow the ladle.
The spit that stood behind the door
Threw the pudding-stick on the floor.
Odsplut! Said the gridiron,
Can’t you agree?
I’m the constable,
Bring them to me.
Mother Goose’s Nursery Rhymes.
McLoughlin Brothers: New York. Ca 1900.
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker’s man!
So I do, master, as fast as I can:
Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T
Put it in the oven for Tommy and me.
A Book of Nursery Rhymes.
Arranged by Charles Welsh.
Illustrated by Clara E. Atwood.
D. C. Heath & Co., Publishers: Boston, New York, Chicago. Ca 1901.
Ride away, ride away,
Johnny shall ride,
And he shall have pussy-cat
Tied to one side;
And he shall have little dog
Tied to the other,
And Johnny shall ride
To see his grandmother.
Mother Goose Volland Popular Edition.
Edited by Eulalie Osgood Grover.
Illustrated by Frederick Richardson.
Published by P. F. Volland Company: New York, Chicago & Toronto. 1921.
Ride, baby, ride,
Pretty baby shall ride,
And have a little puppy dog tied to her side,
And a little pussy cat tied to the other,
And away she shall ride
To see her grandmother,
To see her grandmother,
To see her grandmother.
A Book of Nursery Rhymes.
Arranged by Charles Welsh.
Illustrated by Clara E. Atwood.
D. C. Heath & Co., Publishers: Boston, New York, Chicago. Ca 1901.
“TOM THUMB & THE FAIRY TAILORS”
One summer morning when the wee baby was only a few days old, the queen of the fairies flew in at the window of the room where he lay. She touched his cheek lightly with a butterfly kiss and gave him the name of Tom Thumb. She then ordered her fairy tailors to make for Tom a wonderful suit, his hat of an oak leaf, his shirt of a spider’s web, his jacket of thistledown, his trousers of apple-rind, and his shoes of the skin of a mouse, nicely tanned, with the hair inside.
ONCE UPON A TIME.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
“LULLABY”
WIDE awake! wide awake!
Baby’s so wide awake,
What can I bring that will lull her to rest?
Poppies from Flowerland,
Raindrops from Showerland,
Silent slow shadows that creep up the west.
Laughings and cooings – oh, what roguish doings!
Why, this is sleepy-time, Baby, you know.
What can I bring to her,
What can I sing to her,
So that my baby to Dreamland may go?
Lullaby, lullaby, sing a song dull, oh, bye,
Bye, little Baby, now shut up your eyes!
Moon shadowed now’s the land,
Dreams come from Drowsyland,
Droop, dreamy eyelids, and lie sleepy wise.
Mary Had a Little Lamb
Henry Altemus Company: Philadelphia. 1906.
The Viking’s Wife Finds the Frog.
. . . When she awoke, a little before sunrise, what was her grief to find the child gone! Dressing in haste, and lighting a pine torch, she found the place of the child had been taken by a great ugly frog!
Filled with fear, she seized a stick to kill the frog; but it looked at her with such sad, gentle eyes that she could not bring herself to do it.
Moving to a closed shutter, she opened it to let in the light of day. Just at that moment the sun rose. Its beams fell on the frog, and lo! the wide mouth became smaller, the limbs grew rounder, and instead of the frog there lay her dear little baby once more!
‘What is this?’ cried the lady. ‘Have I been dreaming?’
Lifting up the child, she pressed it to her heart; but the little one fought and bit like a wild cat.
Before many days had passed, it was plain to the lady that the child was under a spell. During the day it was as lovely as a little fairy, but had a fearful temper; during the night it was a frog, with sad and gentle eyes.
From the Story: The Marsh King’s Daughter.
Hans Andersen’s Fairy Tales.
By William Woodburn.
Illustrated by Gordon Robinson.
W. & R. Chambers, Limited: London & Edinburgh. 1917.
Now, Pepin chanced that very day to hunt with all his train
In that same wood, and found the child ere she came back again;
And took him home, and brought him up, and gave him all the things fine –
Apparel, horses, and a name, – so he was Valentine.
And brave and fair he grew, – King Pepin’s daughter loved him well;
The sons were jealous. Now will I his brother’s story tell.
From the story Valentine and Orson.
The Three Bears’ Picture Book.
Illustrated by Walter Crane.
George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.
“BABY AT THE PIGLETS’ HOME.”
The boar, without so much as a “by your leave,” caught up Baby in his wide mouth and made off with him. . . running as fast as he could for the hills where his family lived in a cave. Baby was greatly surprised though not alarmed at this singular way of traveling. It was a topsy-turvy way. Sometimes his head was uppermost and sometimes his feet.
But the old boar held him gently, and Baby held by the boar’s ear, and kept himself tolerably upright part of the time. He never had ridden so fast in his life. In fact he had never ridden at all except on his father’s knee.
When they arrived at the family cave, the old boar tossed him to his family of piglets and said with a grunt: “Here, children, is a fine fat morsel for you!”
But he had forgotten that his piglets had not yet cut their teeth, and could not have eaten the finest, fattest morsel in the world.
Prattles For Our Boys and Girls
Hurst & Co.: New York. 1912.
” . . . a great she-bear came up, and carried off one child unto her distant lair.”
And as she fled, weighed down by grief and sense of cruel scorn,
Lo, in the forest two fair sons to Bellisant were born;
But while her servant went to buy some food, a great she-bear
Came up, and carried off one child unto her distant lair.
Poor Bellisant ran after her, with many a sigh and moan;
In vain, – and when she turned again, the other child was gone!
VALENTINE AND ORSON
The Three Bear’s Picture Book
Illustrated by Walter Crane.
George Routledge and Sons: London & New York. CA 1899.
At the birth of her first child the Queen was overjoyed. She had quite forgotten the queer little man, when one day he slipped into her chamber and said: “Where is the child you promised me?”
Then she was in sore distress. In vain she offered him all the treasures of the kingdom. But as the queer little man tucked the royal baby snugly under his arm, she gave such a cry that his odd little heart, like a dry currant, softened and he said: “I will give you three days to guess my name. If you can do it, you may keep the child.” And he dropped the baby with a bump back into the cradle.
From the Story: RUMPEL-STILT-SKIN, OR TOM TIT TOT.
ONCE UPON A TIME – A BOOK OF OLD-TIME FAIRY TALES.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.