Little Ella brings a blessing With her gay and winning smile With her frank and warm carressing And her prattle free from guile Let me When I hear her footsteps bounding Oer the lea and through the grove And her voice with joy resounding Tis the music that I love. —""— Little Ella, like a fairy Ever moving every gay, Little Ella light and airy Lends a brigtness to the day I will seek her fond carressing I will make her cares my own She will be to me a blessing When all other joys have flown [at lower left, at an angle:] John Critchley Prince