string. All this time the quail lay still in mother's lap, and Rex sat by and watched us.

"When all was done, we placed the quail in a basket near the fire to dry its feathers."

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"Yes," said Mr. White, "we kept the quail until its leg was well. Then we let it fly away to its friends. But how do you think Rex knew that we could help that quail?'

"Was Rex as sharp as Buttons?" asked Edwin.

But just then they heard mother's voice calling "Sleepy time! Come to bed!"

The clovers have no time to play;

They feed the cows and make the hay,
They trim the lawn and help the bees
Until the sun shines through the trees.

And then they lay aside their cares,
And fold their hands to say their prayers,
And bow their tired little heads

And go to sleep in clover beds.

Then, when the day dawns clear and blue,
They wake and wash their hands in dew;
And as the sun climbs up the sky,

They hold them up and let them dry;
And then to work the livelong day,
For clovers have no time to play.

-HELENA LEEMING JELLIFFE.

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