The Story of Baby's Pillow

These are the Eggs that were put in a nest; These are the Goslings in yellow down drest.

This is the Farmyard where, living in peace, All the young Goslings grew up to be Geese.

Here's the Goose family waddling about— In a procession they always walk out.

This is the Farmer who said, "Every Goose Now has some feathers on, ready for use."

This is the Farmer's Wife, plucking with care All of the feathers the Geese can well spare.

This is the Pillow the Merchant displayed: "Yes, of the finest Goose-feathers 'tis made."

This is the Mother who put on its case, Laid the wee Pillow away in its place.

This is the Crib with its furnishings white, This the dear Baby who bids you "Good-night."