And, lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.

LEIGH HUNT.


FARM-YARD SONG.

"A Farm-Yard Song" was popular years ago with Burbank, the great
reader. How the boys and girls loved it! The author, J.T. Trowbridge
(1827-still living), "is a boy-hearted man," says John Burroughs. The
poem is just as popular as it ever was.

Over the hill the farm-boy goes,
His shadow lengthens along the land,
A giant staff in a giant hand;
In the poplar-tree, above the spring,
The katydid begins to sing;
The early dews are falling;--
Into the stone-heap darts the mink;
The swallows skim the river's brink;
And home to the woodland fly the crows,
When over the hill the farm-boy goes,
Cheerily calling,--
"Co', boss! co', boss! co'! co'! co'!"
Farther, farther over the hill,
Faintly calling, calling still,--
"Co', boss! co', boss! co'! co'!"

Into the yard the farmer goes,
With grateful heart, at the close of day;