This is the cock that crowed in the morn,

That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn,
That kept the cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,

That worried the cat,

That killed the rat,

That ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

THE PUZZLE WALL.

A GAME ON THE SLATE.

Suppose four poor men built their houses round a pond, thus:

Suppose four rich men built their houses round those of the four poor men, thus:

and wished to have all the water to themselves.

How could they

build a wall so as to shut out the poor people from the pond, and

yet keep a separate entrance for each other? Thus:

RIDDLES.

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Come a riddle, come a riddle, come a rot, tot, tot,
A wee wee man, with a red red coat,

A staff in his hand, and a stone in his throat,
Come a riddle, come a riddle, come a rot, tot, tot.

Humpty dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty dumpty had a great fall;

Three score men, and three score more,

Cannot place Humpty dumpty as he was before.

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