And off he flew The window through By which he gained admission. For sums amiss, And boys gone off a-fishin'!" THE WOODEN DOLL AND THE WAX DOLL. JANE TAYLOR. THERE were two friends, a very charming pair! Now Blanchidine a new acquaintance made Of Blanchidine's vast stock of pretty toys, Its neck so white, so smooth, its cheeks so red- Mamma now brought her home a doll of wax, And on it, too, with taste its clothes were put. 66 My dear wax doll!" sweet Blanchidine would cryHer doll of wood was thrown neglected by. One summer's day, 'twas in the month of June, The sun blazed out in all the heat of noon: "My waxen doll," she cried, "my dear, my charmer! What, are you cold? but you shall soon be warmer." She laid it in the sun - misfortune dire! The wax ran down as if before the fire! Each beauteous feature quickly disappeared, And melting, left a blank all soil'd and smeared. Her doll disfigured she beheld amazed, And thus expressed her sorrow as she gazed: From that I fondly loved, which has not changed? No more by outside show will I be lured: THE OWL AND THE PUSSY-CAT. EDWARD LEAR. THE Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea What a beautiful Pussy you are!" Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl! O let us be married, -too long we have tarried, - To the land where the Bong-tree grows, With a ring in the end of his nose. "Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?" Said the piggy, "I will." So they took it away, and were married next day By the turkey who lives on the hill. They dined upon mince and slices of quince, They danced by the light of the moon. MEDDLESOME MATTY. JANE TAYLOR. ONE ugly trick has often spoiled Which, like a cloud before the skies, Sometimes she'd lift the tea-pot lid, To peep at what was in it; Her grandmamma went out one day, Her spectacles and snuff-box gay Too near the little maid; "Ah! well," thought she, "I'll try them on, As soon as grandmamma is gone." Forthwith she placed upon her nose "I know that grandmamma would say, Besides, what can there be amiss So thumb and finger went to work The snuff came puffing in her face. Poor eyes, and nose, and mouth beside A dismal sight presented; In vain, as bitterly she cried, Her folly she repented. In vain she ran about for ease; She could do nothing now but sneeze. She dash'd the spectacles away, |