Let's all be Johns and Susans, We don't mean with our arms, And we'll go home the happier To workshops and to farms. And when next autumn rolls around, Once more we'll all come here, And have a jolly, happy time To celebrate the year. —Cho.

Welcome. (Air, "Hold the Fort." Pat's Pick, page 43.) 2 Sharpi. Parents, friends, we bid you welcome To our schoolroom dear; And we join our loving voices Now to greet you here. Choeus— Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Yes, we welcome all; But we beg you to remember We are children small. If today mistakes we're making, Many failures, too, ©h, believe us, we've been trying Just our best to do. —Cho. [For very little boy to sing.j You've called on me for an oration; I'm sure I don't know how, Perhaps 'twill answer quite as well, though, Just to make a bow.