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Sandman Time by Ilsien Nathalie Gaylord

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Copyright, 1915, by Richard G. Badger

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Flower Babies 9

The Little Sand Men 13

Star Babies 17

The Fairies' Ball 21

The Little Sleepy Song 27

Little Sunset Ship of Dreams 31


I know where some babies are snug asleep, All in a long straight row. And I know that someone is singing to them, Singing soft and low.

And all night long the babies sleep And dream baby dreams, you know. And the little stars are listening, too, To the singing soft and low.

Shall I tell you where these babies are? You never can guess, I know. And shall I tell you just who it is That is singing soft and low?

Why, the little flowers are the babies, Dear, Out in the garden, you know. And the big pine tree is singing to them, Singing soft and low.


I wonder, Dear, if you've ever heard About the queer little men, Who come slipping in, when the light grows dim, And it's sleepy time again?

They're the funniest, cutest little Elfin men, And they dress in the strangest way, With queer little peak├Ęd caps on their heads, And tight little suits of grey!

And each little fellow has what do you think? A fat little bag full of sand Hung over his shoulder, and he grabs it tight With his funny little elfin hand.

And when you aren't thinking about them at all, These funny little sand men creep Up close, and sprinkle some grains on your eyes, And then you go straight to sleep.

At least, that's what my Nursie told me When I was little like you; But I think perhaps 'twas a fairy tale, So I'm not very certain it's true.

For she laughed when I wanted to see one, and said There were some things she couldn't get. And I've watched and watched, but I've never seen A single little sand man yet!


Do you see those cunning little white clouds Floating right up there in the sky? Just guess, if you can, what those little white clouds Are going to do by and by.

And you see the shining bright stars way up there, And the little wee baby ones, too? Well, the big bright stars are the Mamas, you know, And what do you s'pose they do?

Well, all of those little wee baby stars Are sleepy as they can be. So they must be put all snug in their beds, And covered up nice, you see.

And those little white clouds floating up in the sky, Are the dear little covers that go On the wee little beds of the baby stars, To keep them all warm, you know.


Listen, Dearie! What do you suppose I've just heard Over in the Arbor there, Where the roses are nodding and whispering low, All in the soft evening air?

Why, the Fairies are coming to have a dance Right in our Garden, Dear! For this is Mid summer Night, you know, The Elfin time of the year.

All the Fairies are coming from everywhere, To dance in the moonlight here; And they're going to dress in the loveliest things You ever dreamed of, Dear!

There'll be the Fairies of the Moon, of course, All dressed in misty white, With beautiful silvery gauzy wings; And a star tipped wand for light.

They'll skip along down the moonbeams, Dear, So I heard the roses say, A lovely, dancing shimmering band, Twinkling all the way!

And the little Fairies of the Clouds, you know, They're coming, too, with the rest... Continue reading book >>

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