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<h2>LULLABY BABY</h2>
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MATTHEW, Mark, Luke, and John,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Bless the bed I lie upon.</span><br/>
Four corners to my bed,<br/>
Five angels there lie spread;<br/>
Two at my head,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Two at my feet,</span><br/>
One at my heart,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">My soul to keep.</span><br/></div>
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<p>Puss, Junior, looked in at the window. On a
little white bed lay a pretty child.</p>
<p>"Now go to sleep, my little one," softly whispered
his mother. "Snuggle down and find a
little dream—a little dream about woolly lambs
and white daisies."</p>
<p>Then she tiptoed from the room, and no sound
was heard except her footsteps on the stairs.
Just as she looked through the open door she saw
Puss slide down the post that held up the roof
of the porch.</p>
<p>"Don't worry, madam," he explained, politely.
"I climbed up to see if anyone were at home.
Nobody answered the doorbell. But when I saw
your little boy I kept very, very still so as not to
disturb him."</p>
<p>"You are a good cat," she answered, with a
sigh of relief. "I'm glad you were quiet."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I am very tired, madam," said Puss, "for
I have journeyed far to-day. Would it be
asking too much if I might sleep on your front
porch?"</p>
<p>"You may sleep on a big red cushion in the
hall," she replied, "and I will also give you a bowl
of milk."</p>
<div class="figleft"> <ANTIMG src="images/gs20.png" width-obs="257" height-obs="300" alt="Puss asleep" title="" /></div>
<p>"May I put my Good Gray Horse in your
barn?"</p>
<p>"Of course," she answered. "You will find
plenty of hay and oats for his supper."</p>
<p>The Good Gray Horse followed his small master
to the stable and was soon made comfortable<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</SPAN></span>
for the night. Then Puss locked the stable door
and brought the key into the house.</p>
<p>"Hang it up on the nail behind the door,"
said the mother of the little child. "And take
off your boots. They make so much noise on
the kitchen floor. I fear they will keep my
little one awake."</p>
<p>"I will gladly take them off," said Puss, and
he placed them behind the door underneath the
big barn key.</p>
<p>"My husband will be home very soon," she
said, "but if you are very tired I will give you
your supper at once."</p>
<p>"I would like it now," said Puss, with a weary
sigh. And when he had finished he jumped upon
the big red cushion and was soon fast asleep.</p>
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