Kitty Knew

Seven sheep were standing By the pasture wall; Tell me said the teacher to her scholars small, One poor sheep was frightened, Jumped and ran away; One from seven-how many Woolly sheep would stay?'' Up went Kitty's fingers A farmer's daughter she; Not so bright at figures As she ought to be. ''Please ma'am.'' ''well then, Kitty, Tell us. Us, if you know.'' ''Please .if one jumped over, All the rest would go

Every One

Every sinful thought
Shall be to judgment brought;
Every wicked word
Aloud in heaven is heard

Every act we do
We must account for, too;
Every hour we spend
Comes nearer to the end.