Uncle Jared moves to Alaska!
Little brother, darling boy
You are very dear to me!
I am happy - full of joy,
When your smiling face I see.
How I wish that you could speak,
and could know the words I say!
Pretty stories I would seek
To amuse you every day,-
All about the honey-bees,
Flying past us in the sun;
Birds that sing among the trees,
Lambs that in the meadows run.
Shake your rattle - here it is-
Listen to its merry noise;
And, when you are tired of this,
I will bring you other toys.
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