PEASE PORRIDGE Hot.

III:

THOMAS A TATTAMUS.
THOMAS A TATTAMUS took two T's,
To tie two tups to two tall trees,
To frighten the terrible Thomas a Tattamus :
Tell me how

many

T's there are in all THAT.

PEASE PORRIDGE HOT. PEASE porridge hot, pease porridge cold, Pease porridge in the pot, nine days old. Spell me THAT in four letters.

CURRANTS.

HIGGLEDY, piggledy,

Here we lie;
Picked and plucked,

And put in a pie.
My first is snapping, snarling, growling;
My second's industrious, romping, prowling.

Higgledy, piggledy,

Here we lie;
Picked and plucked,

And put in a pie.

THE old man in the wilderness asked me :-
“How many strawberries grow in the sea ?”
I answered him, as I thought good
“As many as red herrings grow in the wood.”

IN-FIR-TAR-IS.

II3

TO A SNAIL.
SNAIL, snail, put out your horns,
I'll give you bread and barleycorns.

A SNAIL THREATENED.
SNAIL, snail, come out of your hole,
Or else I'll make you as black as a coal.

THE SAD FATE OF AN EGG]. 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.

IN-FIR-TAR-IS.
(To be spoken quickly.)

IN-fir-tar-is,
In-oak-none-is,
In-mud-eel-is,
In-clay-none-is,

Goat-eat-ivy,
Can-a-mare-eat-oats ?

FORMED long ago, yet made to-day,

Employed while others sleep; What few would like to give away,

Nor any wish to keep.

RELATIONSHIP.

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AS I WAS GOING TO ST. IVES.

As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives;
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives ?

RELATIONSHIP.

THERE were three sisters in a hall,
There came a knight amongst them all.
“Good-morrow, aunt,” to the one,
"Good-morrow, aunt,” to the other,
"Good-morrow, gentlewoman," to the third ;

you were my aunt,
As the other two be,
I would say, Good-morrow,

Then, aunts three." [What relation was the third lady to him? Why, mother, of course.]

“If