Poem by Edith Matilda Thomas

The Indignant Baby

Baby was out with Papa for a walk.
When their friends they met, it was "Oh!" and "Ah!"
"What a darling she is!" "Can the little kid talk?"
"Well--no; I don't think that she can," said Papa,
"Though she seems to understand."

She was only two, but she understood,
And her small, rosy mouth was made up to cry--
But no! she would _talk_--she would show that she could.
And, "Mamma," and "pretty," and "laly"--"by-by,"
She said with a wave of her hand!

1. Her Christmas Present
2. In the Dark Little Flat at the End of the Court
3. Holly and Mistletoe
4. Two Child Angels
5. The Day-Dreamer

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