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such sneaks as not to come out and own it. Now, I will go with you to Mr. Wilkins, and I do not doubt that you will re-mem-ber this day for some time to come. If you had only broken the window, I should have begged him to forgive you; but you have been cowardly liars, allowing another boy to be beaten in your place, and I am glad you will meet with your deserts."

LITTLE DICK AND HIS PLAYTHINGS.

THERE was a pretty boy,

His name was Little Dick,
He was so full of joy,

He rode upon a stick.
But then this little boy

Was often very rude,
Yet give him but a toy

And then he would be good.
A coral fine he had,

And then a famous rattle,
A whip to whip his dad,

Before the child could prattle.
A whistle, then a flute,

And then a rum-drum drum;
A knife to cut his fruit,

With which he cut his thumb.

And then, as you must know,

To make him like a king, He'd soldiers in a row,

But his were made of tin.

A humming-top came next,

But nurse was forced to spin it; And, oh! how she was vexed !

He struck his fist upon it.

And next, this little Dick

Did get a cup and ball; To catch it was the trick,

But he did let it fall.

A cock all painted dark,

With tail of yellow feather, Besides a Noah's Ark,

With all the beasts together. A rocking-horse so strong,

"Twould bear a man and wife, And gallop all day long,

Almost as big as life. He also had a kite

That went up to the sky, With string to guide it right,

And tail to make it fly.

In short, of playthings nice

He'd more than I can tell, Which cost so great a price,

One half had done as well.

There came a little friend,

Called Tom, to see this boy. Says Tom, “Dear Dicky, lend

To me one single toy.” Says Dick, “That shan't be done,

To me they all belong; I want them every one,

And I want them all day long."

“Fie! Master Dicky, fie !"

Said nurse, while she did frown. Then Dick began to cry,

Which made Mamma come down.

Scarce could she get a chair,

Or step across the floor; With playthings, everywhere,

All was so cover'd o'er. " Why, what's this naughty cry?

What ails you, Dick ?" said she. “Come, let me wipe your eye;"

Then took him on her knee.

Says Dick, “ Tom wants my toy ! ”

“ Your toy ! what, only one ? Come, give it, naughty boy;

Come, come, it must be done!" On, then, how Dick did roar!

And then he wept and cried ; And then he bounced and tore,

You'd think he would have died.

And then he frown'd and fretted,

Quite sulky then he grew; He had been too much petted,

I think—and so must you. Mamma was quite astonish'd

That Dick behaved so ill ; And nurse was now admonish'd

He must not have his will. To bring this child to reason

Took more than half the day; And after a long season,

'Twas thus Mamma did say:

“Your playthings are so many,

I think you have been spoil d, So now you shan't have any."

O then Dick's anger boild !

She bid them clear the room

Upon that selfsame day Nurse, coachman, footman, groom,

Took all the toys away. To tell this mournful ditty

Has made my heart turn sad; But now my tale grows pretty,

And we shall all be glad. For Dick did grow so good,

So merry and so gay; So proper at his food,

So happy at his play.

He read his book so nice,

And learned to spell his letters; Said Grace at table twice,

Exactly like his betters.

He saw the plums on table,

Nor spoke as he beheld them; To wait at least was able,

And cried so very seldom.

Mamma was full of joy,

And what do you think she did ? She sent and fetch'd a toy

From where it had been hid.

Upon a lofty shelf

The plaything long had stood ; She gave it him herself,

Because he was so good.

And now, no longer vex'd,

What, think you, did his mother ? Of course she gave him next

Another and another.

And while she added still

Of playthings more and more, He'd lend them Jack or Will,

Or give them half his store.

So now, ye children all,

My tale 1. thus shall end : Oh, never cry and bawl,

But learn to give and lend.

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