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The purchaser goes round and Purchaser (shaking his head). everything Greek is best ancient. How much will you sell it for?

pretends to taste the honey. Not very good. I see that Ah! I like this Sicilian jar.

Honey Merchant. A shilling a pound.
Purchaser. What does the jar weigh?

Honey Merchant. We will see, sir, if you will be good enough to help me.

They then take hold of the arms of the Sicilian jar (who must hold her hands very tightly clasped under her knees), and swing her backwards and forwards till she is obliged to let her hands drop apart and her feet touch the ground. She is then said to weigh as many pounds as she has been times swung backwards and forwards.

Purchaser may object to the weight, and choose another pot; and thus the game goes on, till each jar has had a swing, and taken part in the sport.

CCCCLII.

GAME OF THE FOX.

ONE child is Fox. He has a knotted handkerchief, and a home to which he may go whenever he is tired; but while out of home he must always hop on one leg. The other children are Geese, and have no home. When the fox is coming out he says, The fox gives warning

It's a cold frosty morning.

After he has said these words he is at liberty to hop out, and use his knotted handkerchief. Whoever he can touch is fox instead; but the geese run on two legs; and if the fox puts his other leg down, he is hunted back to his home.

CCCCLIII.

THE following lines are repeated by the nurse when sliding her hand down the child's face:

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ELEVENTH CLASS.

Paradoxes.

CCCCLIV.

[The following is quoted in Parkin's reply to Dr. Stukeley's second number of

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Origines Roystonianæ," 4to, London, 1748, p. vi.]

PETER WHITE will ne'er go right:

Would you know the reason why?
He follows his nose where'er he goes,
And that stands all awry.

CCCCLV.

O THAT I was where I would be,
Then would I be where I am not!
But where I am I must be,

And where I would be, I cannot.

CCCCLVI.

IN a cottage in Fife

Lived a man and his wife,

Who, believe me, were comical folk;
For to people's surprise,

They both saw with their eyes,

And their tongues moved whenever they spoke!

When quite fast asleep,

I've been told that, to keep

Their eyes open they scarce could contrive;
They walked on their feet,

And 't was thought what they eat
Helped, with drinking, to keep them alive!!

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[The following was sung to the tune of Chevy Chase. It was taken from a poetical tale in the "Choyce Poems," 12mo, London, 1662, the music to which may be seen in D'Urfey's " Pills to Purge Melancholy," 1719, Vol. IV., p. 1.]

THREE children sliding on the ice
Upon a summer's day,

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