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 134 WEIGHING THE BABY.

They spoke not a word, but the dominie s hand Trembled down where the bright promise lay,

Then close to each other the weary ones knelt, And a whisper stole up, &quot; Let us pray.&quot;

The bright evening star looking in from the west To the angels above told the story,

And a shining one lovingly listened, and bent Toward the earth from her mansion of glory.

��WEIGHING THE BABY.

HOW many pounds does baby weigh &quot;Baby&quot; who came a month ago? How many pounds from crowning curl To rosy point of the restless toe ?

Grandfather ties the kerchief s knot, Tenderly guides the swinging weight,

And over his misty glasses peers To read the record, &quot;Only eight.&quot;

Softly the echo goes around ;

The father laughs at the tiny girl, The fair young mother sings the words,

While grandma smoothes the rumpled curl,

Stooping above the precious one,

To fold a kiss within a prayer, To whisper softly, &quot;Little one,

Grandfather did not weigh you fair.&quot;

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