A RHYME

FOR A LAZY FELLOW.

You know that Monday is Sunday's brother,
Tuesday is such another,

Wednesday you must go to church and pray,
Thursday is half-holiday,

On Friday it is too late to begin to spin,
And Saturday is half-holiday again.

THE RULE OF THE ROAD. THE rule of the road is a paradox quite, And custom has proved it so, long; He that goes to the left is sure to go right, And he that goes to the right must go wrong.

THE SPEECH OF THE HORSE THAT SPOKE TO HIS MASTER.

Up the hill take care of me,

Down the hill take care of thee;
Give me no water when I'm hot,

On level ground spare me not.

ANOTHER SPEECH BY THE SAME HORSE.

UP hill ride me not,

Down hill gallop me not,

On level ground spare me not,
And in the stable forget me not.

THE CAT'S EXPEDITION TO LONDON. "PUSSIE cat, pussie cat, where have you been?". "I've been to London to look at the Queen." "Pussie cat, pussie cat, what did you there?" "I frightened a little mouse under a chair."

A LOVING PROPOSAL.

PUSSIE cat, pussie cat, wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt neither wash dishes, nor feed the swine;
But sit on a cushion and sew a silk seam,

And eat fine strawberries, sugar, and cream.

THE WAY TO BE HEALTHY, WEALTHY, AND WISE.

EARLY to bed, and early to rise,

Is the way to be healthy, wealthy, and wise.

THE DEATH AND BURIAL
OF COCK ROBIN.

"WHO killed Cock Robin ?"
"I," said the Sparrow,
"With my little arrow;
I killed Cock Robin,"

"Who saw him die?"
"I," said the Fly,
"With my little eye;
I saw him die."

"Who caught his blood?"
"I," said the Fish,
"With my little dish;

I caught his blood."

"Who made his shroud?"

"I," said the Beetle,
"With my little needle;

I made his shroud."

"Who'll dig his grave?"
"I," said the Owl,

"With my spade and shoul; I'll dig his grave."

"Who'll be the parson ?"

"I," said the Rook,

"With my little book;

I'll be the parson."