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baby's christening.
And when in the parlour, after tea,
Grandpapa takes the babe on his knee—
Fondling its tiny hands the while—
Grandma looks on with a pleased smile;
And dear old grandmother number two
Fusses about as grandmothers do.
And all is joy and innocent mirth,
And mamma's the proudest mother on earth.
Grandpapa takes the babe on his knee—
Fondling its tiny hands the while—
Grandma looks on with a pleased smile;
And dear old grandmother number two
Fusses about as grandmothers do.
And all is joy and innocent mirth,
And mamma's the proudest mother on earth.
Godmother sits in the corner, and she
Keeps all alive with her raillery;
And many amusing stories are told
Of folks and jokes and days of old,
Till the coach comes rattling up to the door.
Then good-byes are said, and repeated once more;
When the last hand's shaken, the coach drives away,
And so ends the baby's christening day.
Keeps all alive with her raillery;
And many amusing stories are told
Of folks and jokes and days of old,
Till the coach comes rattling up to the door.
Then good-byes are said, and repeated once more;
When the last hand's shaken, the coach drives away,
And so ends the baby's christening day.
