Zodiac Town The Rhymes of Amos and Ann   By: Nancy Byrd Turner (1880-)

[Illustration: ZODIAC TOWN]

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BOSTON

[Illustration: Amos and Ann And the Journeying Man ]

ZODIAC TOWN

The Rhymes of Amos and Ann

By NANCY BYRD TURNER

Illustrated by WINIFRED BROMHALL

THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY PRESS BOSTON

Copyright, 1921, by NANCY BYRD TURNER

The author makes grateful acknowledgment of permission to reprint in this book verses that have appeared in The Youth's Companion , St. Nicholas , and other periodicals.

To My Father

THE CONTENTS

ZODIAC TOWN 1 JANUARY 7 FEBRUARY 17 MARCH 27 APRIL 37 MAY 47 JUNE 57 JULY 69 AUGUST 79 SEPTEMBER 91 OCTOBER 101 NOVEMBER 111 DECEMBER 119

THE ILLUSTRATIONS

They went to the January house 9 They went to the February place 19 The March house, strangely, was built in a tree 29 The April house was near a pond 39 And May herself, with a dimple and curl 49 The June house wasn't a house at all 59 The July house was an old, old house, With an old, old man inside 71 Oh, such a funny August house It really was like a zoo 81 Very familiar September seemed 93 It was a queer October place 103 The next house stood just back from the street 113 The house of December was all aglow 121

ZODIAC TOWN

Amos and Ann had a poem to learn, A poem to learn one day; But alas! they sighed, and alack! they cried, 'Twere better to go and play. Ann was sure 'twas a waste of time To bother a child with jingling rhyme. Amos said, "What's the sense in rhythm Feet and lines?" He had finished with 'em!

They peered at the poem with scowly faces, And yawned and stumbled and lost their places. Then a breeze romped by, and a bluebird sang, And they shut the book with a snap and a bang; Shut the book and were off and away, Away on flying feet; Never did squirrels move more light, Or rabbits run more fleet!

Over a wall and down a lane And through a field they ran; And "Where shall we go?" said Amos. "Oh, And where shall we stop?" cried Ann. Then all at once, round the curve of a hill, They pulled up panting and stood stock still;