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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The National Nursery Book, by Unknown
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+Title: The National Nursery Book
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+
+
+<h1>THE</h1>
+
+<h1>NATIONAL NURSERY BOOK.</h1>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 415px;">
+<img src="images/i-003.jpg" width="415" height="650" alt="" title="frontispeice" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+   <h1>THE NATIONAL<br /><br />
+
+   NURSERY BOOK.</h1>
+
+   <h3>COMPRISING</h3>
+
+<div class="centerbox">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Red Riding-Hood.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Puss-in-Boots.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Mother Hubbard.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Cock Robin's Death.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Jack and Bean-Stalk.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Tom Thumb.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Cinderella.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">The Three Bears.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Punch and Judy.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">The Pets.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Nursery Songs.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Nursery Rhymes.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Nursery Ditties.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Nursery Tales.</span></span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Nursery Jingles.</span></span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+
+   <h4>WITH</h4>
+
+   <h3><i>ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY ILLUSTRATIONS</i>.</h3>
+
+   <p class="center">London:<br />
+   FREDERICK WARNE AND CO.,<br /><br />
+
+<span class="smcap">Bedford Street, Covent Garden.</span><br />
+<span class="smcap">New York: Scribner, Welford, and Armstrong.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-007.jpg" width="400" height="49" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="CONTENTS" id="CONTENTS"></a>CONTENTS.</h2>
+
+
+
+
+<div class='centered'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="CONTENTS">
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#RED_RIDING-HOOD"><span class="smcap">Red Riding-Hood.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PUSS_IN_BOOTS"><span class="smcap">Puss-in-Boots.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_MOTHER_HUBBARD"><span class="smcap">Mother Hubbard.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#COCK_ROBIN"><span class="smcap">Cock Robin's Death.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JACK_THE_BEAN-STALK"><span class="smcap">Jack and the Bean-Stalk.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TOM_THUMB"><span class="smcap">Tom Thumb.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#CINDERELLA"><span class="smcap">Cinderella.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_THREE_BEARS"><span class="smcap">The Three Bears.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PUNCH_AND_JUDY"><span class="smcap">Punch and Judy.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PETS"><span class="smcap">The Pets.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#NURSERY_SONGS"><span class="smcap">Nursery Songs.</span></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#NURSERY_RHYMES"><span class="smcap">Nursery Rhymes.</span></a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-038.jpg" width="200" height="121" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="PREFACE" id="PREFACE"></a>PREFACE.</h2>
+
+
+<p>The Publishers offer in this little volume well known and long loved
+stories to their young readers. The tales which have delighted the
+children of many generations will, they feel assured, be equally welcome
+in the nurseries of the present day, which, with the popularity and
+antiquity of the contents of the volume, justify them in styling it <span class="smcap">The
+National Nursery Book</span>.</p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-039.jpg" width="400" height="69" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="RED_RIDING-HOOD" id="RED_RIDING-HOOD"></a>RED RIDING-HOOD.</h2>
+
+
+<p>Once upon a time there lived on the borders of a great forest a woodman
+and his wife who had one little daughter, a sweet, kind child, whom
+every one loved. She was the joy of her mother's heart, and to please
+her, the good woman made her a little scarlet cloak and hood, and the
+child looked so pretty in it that everybody called her Little Red
+Riding-Hood.</p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-008.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="RED RIDING HOOD PREPARING FOR HER JOURNEY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">RED RIDING HOOD PREPARING FOR HER JOURNEY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>One day her mother told her she meant to send her to her grandmother&mdash;a
+very old woman who lived in the heart of the wood&mdash;to take her some
+fresh butter and new-laid eggs and a nice cake. Little Red Riding-Hood
+was very pleased to be sent on this errand, for she liked to do kind
+things, and it was so very long since she had seen her grandmother
+that she had almost forgotten what the dame looked like.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-009.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD GATHERING FLOWERS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD GATHERING FLOWERS.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE WOLF.</i></h3>
+
+<p>The sun was shining brightly, but it was not too warm under the shade of
+the old trees, and Red Riding-Hood sang with glee as she gathered a
+great bunch of wild flowers to give to her grandmother. She sang so
+sweetly that a cushat dove flew down from a tree and followed her. Now,
+it happened that a wolf, a very cruel, greedy creature, heard her song
+also, and longed to eat her for his breakfast, but he knew Hugh, the
+woodman, was at work very near, with his great dog, and he feared they
+might hear Red Riding-Hood cry out, if he frightened her, and then they
+would kill him. So he came up to her very gently and said, "Good day,
+Little Red Riding-Hood; where are you going?"</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;To see my grandmother,&rdquo; said the child, "and take her a present from
+mother of eggs and butter and cake."</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Where does your grandmamma live?&rdquo; asked the wolf.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Quite in the middle of the wood,&rdquo; she replied.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh! I think I know the house. Good day, Red Riding-Hood.&rdquo; And the wolf
+ran off as fast as he could</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>AT PLAY IN THE WOOD.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Little Red Riding-Hood was not in a hurry, and there were many things to
+amuse her in the wood. She ran after the white and yellow butterflies
+that danced before her, and sometimes she caught one, but she always let
+it go again, for she never liked to hurt any creature.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 428px;">
+<img src="images/i-012.jpg" width="428" height="650" alt="THE WOLF FOLLOWS LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE WOLF FOLLOWS LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>And then there were the merry, cunning little squirrels to watch,
+cracking nuts on the branches of the old trees, and every now and then a
+rabbit would hurry away through the tall ferns, or a great bee come
+buzzing near her, and she would stop to watch it gathering honey from
+the flowers, and wild thyme. So she went on very slowly. By-and-by she
+saw Hugh, the woodman. "Where are you going, Little Red Riding-Hood,"
+said he, &ldquo;all alone?&rdquo;</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-013.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD CATCHING BUTTERFLIES." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD CATCHING BUTTERFLIES.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>&ldquo;I am going to my grandmamma's,&rdquo; said the child. "Good day; I must make
+haste now, for it grows late."</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>GRANDMOTHER AND THE WOLF.</i></h3>
+
+<p>While Little Red Riding-Hood was at play in the wood, the great wolf
+galloped on as fast as he could to the old woman's house. Grandmother
+lived all by herself, but once or twice a-day a neighbour's child came
+to tidy her house and get her food. Now, grandmother was very feeble,
+and often kept her bed; and it happened that she was in bed the day
+Little Red Riding-Hood went to see her. When the wolf reached the
+cottage door he tapped.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Who is there?&rdquo; asked the old dame.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Little Red Riding-Hood, granny,&rdquo; said the wolf, trying to speak like
+the child.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Come in, my dear,&rdquo; said the old lady, who was a little deaf. "Pull the
+string and the latch will come up."</p>
+
+<p>The wolf did as she told him, went in, and you may think how frightened
+poor grandmother was when she saw him standing by her bed instead of
+Little Red Riding-Hood.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>RED RIDING-HOOD AT THE DOOR.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Very soon the wolf, who was quite hungry after his run, eat up poor
+grandmother. Indeed, she was not enough for his breakfast, and so he
+thought he would like to eat sweet Red Riding-Hood also. Therefore he
+dressed himself in granny's nightcap and got into bed, and waited for
+the child to knock at the door. But he waited a long time.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 443px;">
+<img src="images/i-016.jpg" width="443" height="650" alt="THE WOLF AT THE GRANDMOTHER&#39;S COTTAGE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE WOLF AT THE GRANDMOTHER&#39;S COTTAGE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>By and by Little Red Riding-Hood reached her grandmother's house, and
+tapped at the door.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-017.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="RED RIDING HOOD AT HER GRANDMOTHER&#39;S DOOR." title="" />
+<span class="caption">RED RIDING HOOD AT HER GRANDMOTHER&#39;S DOOR.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Come in,&rdquo; said the wolf, in a squeaking voice. "Pull the string, and
+the latch will come up."</p>
+
+<p>Red Riding-Hood thought grandmother must have a cold, she spoke so
+hoarsely; but she went in at once, and there lay her granny, as she
+thought, in bed.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;If you please, grandmamma, mother sends you some butter and eggs,&rdquo; she
+said.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Come here, dear,&rdquo; said the wicked wolf, &ldquo;and let me kiss you,&rdquo; and Red
+Riding-Hood obeyed.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE WOLF AND THE CHILD.</i></h3>
+
+<p>But when Red Riding-Hood saw the wolf she felt frightened. She had
+nearly forgotten grandmother, but she did not think she had been so
+ugly.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Grandmamma,&rdquo; she said, &ldquo;what a great nose you have.&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;All the better to smell with, my dear,&rdquo; said the wolf.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;And, grandmamma, what large ears you have.&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;All the better to hear with, my dear.&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Ah! grandmamma, and what large eyes you have.&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;All the better to see with, my dear,&rdquo; said the wolf, showing his teeth,
+for he longed to eat the child up.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, grandmamma, and what great teeth you have!&rdquo; said Red Riding-Hood.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 427px;">
+<img src="images/i-020.jpg" width="427" height="650" alt="LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD DISCOVERS THE WOLF." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD DISCOVERS THE WOLF.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>&ldquo;All the better to eat you up with,&rdquo; growled the wolf, and, jumping out
+of bed, he rushed at Red Riding-Hood and would have eaten her up, but
+just at that minute the door flew open and a great dog tore him down.
+The wolf and the dog were still fighting when Hugh, the woodman, came in
+and killed the wicked wolf with his axe.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 440px;">
+<img src="images/i-021.jpg" width="440" height="650" alt="DEATH OF THE WOLF." title="" />
+<span class="caption">DEATH OF THE WOLF.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<h3><i>DEATH OF THE WOLF.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Little Red Riding-Hood threw her arms round the woodman Hugh's neck and
+kissed him, and thanked him again and again.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, you good, kind Hugh,&rdquo; she said, "how did you know the wolf was
+here, in time to save me?"</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Well,&rdquo; said Hugh, "when you were gone by, I remembered that a wolf had
+been seen about the wood lately, and I thought I would just come after
+you and see if you were safe. When we came near grandmother's house Trim
+sniffed and ran to the door and whined, and then he pushed it open&mdash;you
+had not shut it close&mdash;and rushed in, and I followed him, and between us
+we have killed the wolf."</p>
+
+<p>Then Hugh took the child home, and her mother and father could not thank
+him enough for saving Little Red Riding-Hood.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-170.jpg" width="200" height="215" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-023.jpg" width="400" height="56" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<h3><a name="PUSS_IN_BOOTS" id="PUSS_IN_BOOTS"></a>PUSS IN BOOTS.</h3>
+
+
+<p>Once upon a time there was a miller who had three sons. When he died he
+left his mill to the eldest son, his ass to the second son, and his cat
+to the youngest, who had always been his favourite.</p>
+
+<p>The two eldest sons resolved to live together; but they would not let
+their brother live with them, because he had only a cat. So the poor lad
+was very sorrowful, and wondered what he should do to get his bread.
+While he was sitting thinking about it, Puss jumped up on the table, and
+touched him with her paw.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 427px;">
+<img src="images/i-024.jpg" width="427" height="650" alt="PUSS CONSOLING THE MILLER&#39;S SON." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUSS CONSOLING THE MILLER&#39;S SON.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>&ldquo;My dear master,&rdquo; she said, "do not fret. I will get your living for
+you. Only you must buy me a pair of boots and give me a bag."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 440px;">
+<img src="images/i-025.jpg" width="440" height="650" alt="PUSS CATCHING THE RABBITS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUSS CATCHING THE RABBITS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The miller's son had very little money, but he thought it such a
+wonderful thing to hear a cat talk that he could not refuse her request.
+So he took Puss to the shoemaker's, and got him to make her a very smart
+pair of boots, and then he gave her a nice large bag.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE RABBIT WARREN.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Now, not far from the mill there was a rabbit warren, and Puss resolved
+to catch some rabbits for dinner. So she put some lettuce leaves and
+fine parsley into her bag, went into the warren, and held the bag very
+quietly open, hiding herself behind it. And little greedy rabbits, who
+knew no better, ran into it, to have a feast. Directly they were safe
+in, Puss pulled the string of the bag, and carried them off to her
+master. The miller's son killed them, and cooked one for dinner; but
+Puss took away the other, which was a very fine one, and hung it up for
+their next day's meal.</p>
+
+<p>But although their larder was thus provided, early the next day Puss
+took her bag and went again into the warren, and in the same manner
+caught two more fine young rabbits. But instead of carrying them home
+she walked to the king's palace and knocked at the door.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>PUSS AT THE PALACE.</i></h3>
+
+<p>The king's porter asked who was there. "I have brought a present to the
+king," said Puss. &ldquo;Please let me see his majesty.&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>The porter let her in, and when Puss came into the king's presence she
+made a low bow, and, taking a fine rabbit out of her bag, said, "My Lord
+Marquis of Carrabas sends this rabbit to your majesty with his
+respects."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-028.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="PUSS MAKES A PRESENT TO THE KING." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUSS MAKES A PRESENT TO THE KING.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>&ldquo;I am much obliged to the marquis,&rdquo; said the king, and he ordered his
+head cook to dress the rabbit for dinner.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 431px;">
+<img src="images/i-029.jpg" width="431" height="650" alt="PUSS CALLS ON THE OGRE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUSS CALLS ON THE OGRE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>By the king's side sat his daughter, a very beautiful lady. She ordered
+one of the attendants to give Puss a good cup of cream, which she
+liked very much; and she went home and told her master all she had done.
+The miller's son laughed; but every morning Puss caught a rabbit, and
+carried it to the palace with the same message.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE OGRE.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Now, in that country there lived a cruel ogre, who used to eat children,
+so everybody was afraid of him; but nobody could kill him, he was such a
+giant. One day Puss went to call on him. He received her civilly, for he
+did not care to eat cats, so Puss sat down, and began to talk:&mdash;"I
+hear," she said, "great Ogre, that you are so clever, that you can turn
+yourself into any creature you please."</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Yes, so I can,&rdquo; said the ogre.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Dear me,&rdquo; said Puss, "how much I should like to see your ogreship do
+it."</p>
+
+<p>Then the ogre, who liked to show how clever he was, turned himself into
+a lion, and roared so loudly that Puss was quite frightened, and jumped
+out of the way. Then he changed back into an ogre again. Puss praised
+him a great deal, and then said, "Can your ogreship become a small
+animal as well as a large one?"</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, yes,&rdquo; said the vain ogre; and he changed himself into a little
+mouse. Directly Puss saw him in this form she jumped at him and killed
+him on the spot.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE MARQUIS OF CARRABAS.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Then Puss ran home and bade her master go and bathe in the river, and he
+should see what she would do for him. The miller's son obeyed; and while
+he was in the water, Puss took away all his clothes, and hid them under
+a large stone. Now, the king's carriage came in sight soon after, just
+as Puss had expected, for he always drove in that direction, and
+directly she saw it, she began to cry very loudly, "Help, help, for
+my Lord the Marquis of Carrabas." The king put his head out, and asked
+what was the matter.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-032.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="PUSS ASKS HELP FOR HIS MASTER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUSS ASKS HELP FOR HIS MASTER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, your majesty,&rdquo; said Puss, "my master the marquis was bathing, and
+some one has taken away his clothes. He will catch the cramp and be
+drowned."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-033.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="PUSS THREATENS THE REAPERS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUSS THREATENS THE REAPERS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Then the king ordered one of his attendants to ride back to the palace
+and get a suit of his own clothes for the marquis, "who had so often
+sent him gifts," he said. And when they were brought, Puss took them to
+her master, and helped him to dress in them.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>PUSS FRIGHTENS THE REAPERS.</i></h3>
+
+<p>The miller's son looked quite like a gentleman in the king's clothes,
+and when he went to thank his majesty for them, the king asked him to
+get into the coach and he would drive him home. Then Puss told the
+coachman where to go, and ran on before and came to some reapers.
+"Reapers," said she, "if the king asks you whose field this is, say it
+belongs to the Marquis of Carrabas; if you don't say so, you shall be
+chopped up as small as mincemeat."</p>
+
+<p>The reapers were so frightened that they promised to obey her. And she
+ran on and told all the other labourers on the road to say the same. So
+when the king asked, &ldquo;To whom do these fine fields belong?&rdquo; the reapers
+answered, &ldquo;To the Marquis of Carrabas.&rdquo; The herdsmen said the same of
+the cattle, and the king, turning to the miller's son, said, "My lord,
+you have a fine property." But all had belonged really to the ogre, for
+it was to his castle the cunning cat had told the coachman to drive.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE CASTLE.</i></h3>
+
+<p>At last the coach stopped at the Ogre's castle, and Puss came out, and
+bowing very low, said, "Your majesty and the princess are welcome to
+the castle of my Lord Marquis of Carrabas."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 427px;">
+<img src="images/i-036.jpg" width="427" height="650" alt="THE KING AND PRINCESS VISIT THE MARQUIS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE KING AND PRINCESS VISIT THE MARQUIS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The king was delighted, for it was indeed a very nice castle, full of
+riches. They sat down to a great feast, which Puss ordered to be served,
+and the king was so pleased with the miller's son and thought him such a
+good match for the princess, that he invited him to court, and in a
+little while gave him his daughter for his wife, and made him a prince.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-037.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="MARRIAGE OF THE MARQUIS AND PRINCESS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">MARRIAGE OF THE MARQUIS AND PRINCESS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>You may be quite sure that the miller's son was very grateful to Puss
+for his good fortune, and she never had to catch mice for her dinner any
+more, for dainty meat and the best cream were every day given to Puss in
+Boots.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-038.jpg" width="200" height="121" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-039.jpg" width="400" height="69" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="OLD_MOTHER_HUBBARD" id="OLD_MOTHER_HUBBARD"></a>OLD MOTHER HUBBARD.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="cpoem"><p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Old Mother Hubbard</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Went to the cupboard</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To get her poor Dog a bone;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came there</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The cupboard was bare,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And so the poor Dog had none.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-040.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="OLD MOTHER HUBBARD AND HER DOG." title="" />
+<span class="caption">OLD MOTHER HUBBARD AND HER DOG.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the baker's</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him some bread,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The poor Dog looked dead.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 431px;">
+<img src="images/i-041.jpg" width="431" height="650" alt="THE DOG LOOKING DEAD." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOG LOOKING DEAD.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the hatter's</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him a hat,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was feeding the cat.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the barber's</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him a wig,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was dancing a jig.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the joiner's</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him a coffin,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The poor Dog was laughing.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She took a clean dish</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To get him some tripe,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was smoking a pipe.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 428px;">
+<img src="images/i-044.jpg" width="428" height="650" alt="THE DOG SMOKING A PIPE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOG SMOKING A PIPE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 429px;">
+<img src="images/i-045.jpg" width="429" height="650" alt="THE DOG STANDING ON HIS HEAD." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOG STANDING ON HIS HEAD.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the ale-house</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To get him some beer,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The Dog sat in a chair.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the tavern</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For white wine and red,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The Dog stood on his head.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the fruiterer's</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him some fruit,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was playing the flute.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the tailor's,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him a coat,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was riding a goat.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 430px;">
+<img src="images/i-048.jpg" width="430" height="650" alt="THE DOG PLAYING THE FLUTE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOG PLAYING THE FLUTE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 431px;">
+<img src="images/i-049.jpg" width="431" height="650" alt="THE DOG SPINNING." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOG SPINNING.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the sempstress</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him some linen,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The Dog was a-spinning.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the hosier's</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him some hose,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was dressed in his clothes.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She went to the cobbler's</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To buy him some shoes,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But when she came back</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was reading the news.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The Dame made a curtsey,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The Dog made a bow;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The Dame said, &ldquo;Your servant;&rdquo;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The Dog said, &ldquo;Bow-wow!&rdquo;</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-052.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="THE DOG READING THE NEWS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOG READING THE NEWS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-053.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="THE DOG MADE A BOW." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOG MADE A BOW.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">This wonderful Dog</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Was Dame Hubbard's delight;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He could sing, he could dance,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He could read, he could write.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">So she gave him rich dainties</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Whenever he fed,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And erected a monument</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">When he was dead.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-046b.jpg" width="200" height="126" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-071.jpg" width="400" height="125" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="COCK_ROBIN" id="COCK_ROBIN"></a>COCK ROBIN.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who killed Cock Robin?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Sparrow,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With my bow and arrow.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I killed Cock Robin.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-056.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="THE SPARROW, COCK ROBIN, AND THE FISH." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE SPARROW, COCK ROBIN, AND THE FISH.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 431px;">
+<img src="images/i-057.jpg" width="431" height="650" alt="THE LINNET, THE DOVE, AND COCK ROBIN." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE LINNET, THE DOVE, AND COCK ROBIN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who saw him die?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Fly,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With my little eye.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I saw him die.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who caught his blood?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Fish,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With my little dish.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I caught his blood.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll carry him to the grave?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Kite,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">If it's not in the night.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll carry him to the grave.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll carry the link?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Linnet,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I'll fetch it in a minute.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll carry the link.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-060.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="THE KITE AND COCK ROBIN." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE KITE AND COCK ROBIN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-061.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="THE OWL, THE BEETLE, AND COCK ROBIN." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE OWL, THE BEETLE, AND COCK ROBIN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll make his shroud?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Beetle,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With my thread and needle.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll make his shroud.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll dig his grave?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Owl,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With my spade and shovel.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll dig his grave.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll toll the bell?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Bull,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Because I can pull.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll pull the bell.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-064.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="THE BULL TOLLING THE BELL" title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE BULL TOLLING THE BELL</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 426px;">
+<img src="images/i-065.jpg" width="426" height="650" alt="THE ROOK AND THE LARK" title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE ROOK AND THE LARK</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll be the Parson?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Rook,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With my little book.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll be the Parson.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll be the Clerk?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Lark,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">If it's not in the dark.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll be the Clerk.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll be chief mourner?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Dove,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For I mourn for my love.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll be chief mourner.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who'll sing a psalm?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I, said the Thrush,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As she sat in a bush.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'll sing a psalm.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-068.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="THE THRUSH." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE THRUSH.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 430px;">
+<img src="images/i-069.jpg" width="430" height="650" alt="SIGHING AND SOBBING FOR POOR COCK ROBIN." title="" />
+<span class="caption">SIGHING AND SOBBING FOR POOR COCK ROBIN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">All the birds of the air</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Fell a-sighing and sobbing</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">When they heard the bell toll</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For poor Cock Robin.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-214.jpg" width="200" height="79" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-007.jpg" width="400" height="49" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="JACK_THE_BEAN-STALK" id="JACK_THE_BEAN-STALK"></a>JACK &amp; THE BEAN-STALK.</h2>
+
+
+<p>Once upon a time there was a poor widow who lived in a little cottage
+with her only son Jack.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-072.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="JACK SELLS A COW FOR SOME BEANS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">JACK SELLS A COW FOR SOME BEANS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Jack was a giddy, thoughtless boy, but very kind-hearted and
+affectionate. There had been a hard winter, and after it the poor woman
+had suffered from fever and ague. Jack did no work as yet, and by
+degrees they grew dreadfully poor. The widow saw that there was no means
+of keeping Jack and herself from starvation but by selling her cow; so
+one morning she said to her son, "I am too weak to go myself, Jack, so
+you must take the cow to market for me, and sell her." Jack liked going
+to market to sell the cow very much; but as he was on the way, he met a
+butcher who had some beautiful beans in his hand. Jack stopped to look
+at them, and the butcher told the boy that they were of great value, and
+persuaded him to sell the cow for them! And Jack was so silly as to
+consent to this foolish bargain.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-073.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="THE BEAN-STALK GROWS OUT OF SIGHT IN A NIGHT." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE BEAN-STALK GROWS OUT OF SIGHT IN A NIGHT.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>When he brought them home to his mother instead of the money she
+expected for her nice cow, she was very vexed and shed many tears,
+scolding Jack for his folly. He was very sorry; but, he said, he might
+as well make the best of his bargain, so he put the seed-beans into the
+ground close by the side of the steep hill under shelter of which their
+cottage was built, and went to bed. The next morning when he got up, he
+found that the beans had grown, till the bean stalks reached right over
+the top of the hill, and were lost to his sight. Greatly surprised, he
+called his mother, and they both gazed in silent wonder at the
+bean-stalk, which was not only of great height, but was thick enough to
+bear Jack's weight.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;I wonder where it goes?&rdquo; said Jack to his mother; "I think I will climb
+up and see."</p>
+
+<p>His mother wished him not to venture up this strange ladder, but Jack
+coaxed her to give her consent to the attempt, for he was certain there
+must be something wonderful in the bean-stalk.</p>
+
+<p>Jack instantly began to climb, and went up and up on the ladder-like
+bean till every thing he had left behind him, the cottage, the village,
+and even the tall church tower, looked quite little, and still he did
+not see the top of the bean stalk.</p>
+
+<p>Jack felt a little tired, and thought for a moment that he would go back
+again; but he was a very persevering boy, and he knew that the way to
+succeed in anything is not to give up. So after resting for a moment he
+went on, and at last reached the top of the bean, and found himself in a
+beautiful country, finely wooded; and not far from the place where he
+had got off the bean-stalk stood a fine and strong castle.</p>
+
+<p>Jack wondered very much that he had never heard of or seen this castle
+before; but when he reflected on the subject, he saw that it was as much
+separated from the village by the perpendicular rock on which it stood
+as if it were in another land.</p>
+
+<p>While Jack was standing looking at the castle, a very strange-looking
+woman came out of the wood and advanced towards him.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-076.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="JACK CLIMBS THE BEAN-STALK." title="" />
+<span class="caption">JACK CLIMBS THE BEAN-STALK.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Jack took off his hat to the old lady, and she said, pointing to the
+castle, "Boy, that castle belongs to you. A wicked giant killed your
+father, and took it from your mother; try and win it back from the
+monster who now has it." As she ceased speaking she suddenly
+disappeared, and of course Jack knew she was a fairy.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-077.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="JACK ASKS ABOUT THE CASTLE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">JACK ASKS ABOUT THE CASTLE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>He was much surprised; however, he walked up to the castle door and
+knocked, and an old giantess came out. She did not wait till he spoke,
+but pulled him in at once, for she thought he would make a nice supper
+for her when her husband was asleep. Just at that moment, however, she
+heard the giant's step approaching, so she put Jack into a press, and
+told him to hide there, or the giant would eat him. As soon as the Ogre
+came in, he cried in a terrible voice</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+&ldquo;Fee, fa, fie, fo, fum,<br />
+I smell the breath of an Englishman.&rdquo;
+</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh!&rdquo; said his wife, "there is nobody here. You only smell a crow that
+is flying over the chimney." Then the giant sat down to dinner, which
+was quite ready, and when he had eaten a whole sheep, he said, "Bring me
+my hen."</p>
+
+<p>The giantess brought a hen, and put it on the table before him, and then
+she went away. &ldquo;Lay,&rdquo; said the giant to the hen, and she laid a golden
+egg. Jack could see quite plainly through a little hole which he had
+bored in the door. Three times the giant said &ldquo;Lay,&rdquo; and each time the
+hen laid a solid gold egg. Then the Ogre, being drowsy, shut his eyes,
+and soon snored very loudly. Directly Jack found that the giant was
+asleep, he stole out of the press, caught up the hen, ran out of the
+room, opened the door of the castle, which the giant had left ajar, and
+descended the bean-stalk as fast as he could go. His mother was glad to
+see him again, and much surprised at seeing the hen, which laid them
+three gold eggs every day. Jack's mother took them to the next town and
+sold them, and soon grew quite rich. Some time afterwards Jack made
+another journey up the bean-stalk to the giant's castle; but first he
+dyed his hair and disguised himself. The old woman did not know him
+again, and dragged him in as she had done before to eat him by-and-by;
+but once more she heard her husband coming and hid him in the press, not
+thinking that it was the same boy who had stolen the hen. She put him
+into the same press, and bade him stay quite still there, or the giant
+would eat him.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-080.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="THE HEN THAT LAYS GOLDEN EGGS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE HEN THAT LAYS GOLDEN EGGS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Then the giant came in, saying:</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+&ldquo;Fee, fa, fie, fo, fum,<br />
+I smell the breath of an Englishman.&rdquo;
+</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh!&rdquo; said his wife, "it is only the cowherd, who has just been here. We
+cannot spare him for your dinner."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-081.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="JACK TAKES THE GIANT&#39;S MONEY-BAGS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">JACK TAKES THE GIANT&#39;S MONEY-BAGS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Then the giant sat down, and when he had eaten half an ox, he told his
+wife to bring his money-bags to him. She instantly went and fetched two
+large bags full of gold; and then left him to go about her usual
+house-work.</p>
+
+<p>The Ogre counted out the gold twice over, and then put it into the bags
+and tied them up. In a few minutes Jack heard him snore. He directly
+crept out of the press, seized the bags, and hurrying out of the castle,
+carried them home quite safely. Jack's mother was glad to see him safe
+at home again, and for a long time she would not let him go up the
+bean-stalk; but Jack knew he had not yet obeyed the fairy's command to
+win back the castle, so after a time he set off once more on this
+adventure, and tapped again at the castle door.</p>
+
+<p>The giantess, who was very stupid, did not know him again, but she
+stopped a minute before she took him in. She feared another robbery; but
+Jack's fresh cheeks looked so tempting that she could not resist him,
+and so she bade him come in.</p>
+
+<p>But at that moment she heard her husband's step approaching.</p>
+
+<p>Afraid of losing her supper, the Ogress at once shut Jack in the press;
+and she had hardly hidden him when the giant came in, saying as usual,</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+"Fee, fa, fie, fo, fum,<br />
+&ldquo;I smell the blood of an Englishman.&rdquo;<br />
+</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh no!&rdquo; said his wife, "it is only the shepherd, who has been up with a
+sheep for your dinner."</p>
+
+<p>The giant sat down, and when he had eaten a whole sheep he said, "I
+should like some music; bring me my harp."</p>
+
+<p>The Ogress went and brought a golden harp to him, set it on the table,
+and went away. Then the Ogre said, &ldquo;Play,&rdquo; to the harp, and it played so
+delightfully that Jack was charmed.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-084.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="JACK TAKES THE TALKING HARP." title="" />
+<span class="caption">JACK TAKES THE TALKING HARP.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>By-and-by, however, the giant snored so loud that he could not hear the
+music; and Jack quickly stole out, and seizing the harp, ran away with
+it. But the harp was a fairy belonging to the giant, and as Jack ran, it
+cried out, &ldquo;Master! Master!&rdquo; The giant woke up slowly and rushed after
+Jack, but the boy was very nimble and outran him. You may imagine how
+fast Jack went down the bean-stalk this time, hearing all the while
+the tramp of the giant's feet behind him.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-085.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="THE GIANT BREAKS HIS NECK." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE GIANT BREAKS HIS NECK.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Just as he reached the bottom he saw the Ogre looking down on him.</p>
+
+<p>The next moment his great feet were on the bean-stalk.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Mother, mother! bring me the axe,&rdquo; cried Jack.</p>
+
+<p>His mother hastened with it, and just as the giant was half way down the
+bean-stalk, Jack succeeded in chopping it in halves; the lower half
+fell; the upper half swung away, and the giant, losing his hold, fell
+heavily to the ground on his head and broke his neck.</p>
+
+<p>The same moment the fairy again stood beside Jack, and touching the
+broken bean-stalk was turned into a flight of broad, easy steps.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Go up,&rdquo; she said, "and take possession of your own home, so long kept
+from you. The Ogress is dead, and there is no more danger. You have been
+brave and good. May you be happy."</p>
+
+<p>Jack thanked the fairy very warmly for her aid, and she again departed
+to Fairyland, after explaining to Jack that she had been the butcher who
+sold him the beans.</p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-038.jpg" width="200" height="121" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-023.jpg" width="400" height="56" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="TOM_THUMB" id="TOM_THUMB"></a>TOM THUMB.</h2>
+
+
+<p>In the days of good king Arthur there lived a countryman and his wife
+who, though they had plenty to eat and to drink, and a very comfortable
+cottage to live in, were not at all happy.</p>
+
+<p>They had no children, and they both wished very much for a baby. The
+wife was often in tears when her husband was out at work and she was all
+alone, because she had not an infant to take care of and nurse. One day,
+as she sat weeping by herself, more than usually sad, she said aloud,
+"If I only had a dear little baby, I should not care what it was like. I
+should be thankful for one if it were <i>no bigger than my husband's
+thumb</i>."</p>
+
+<p>Now it happened that the Queen of the Fairies was passing by, though the
+poor woman could not see her, and as she knew the farmer's wife was kind
+to the poor and likely to be a good mother, she thought she would grant
+her wish.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 424px;">
+<img src="images/i-088.jpg" width="424" height="650" alt="THE FARMER&#39;S WIFE CRYING BECAUSE SHE HAS NO BABY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE FARMER&#39;S WIFE CRYING BECAUSE SHE HAS NO BABY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>So about an hour or two afterwards the woman was much surprised to see
+standing by the table a very beautiful lady, dressed splendidly, with a
+glittering star on her forehead and a wand in her right hand, with a
+gem of great brilliancy at the top of it. But what delighted the woman
+most of all was a tiny cradle, made of a walnut shell, lined with
+velvet, in which lay the prettiest baby ever seen, but it was only just
+as large as a man's thumb. &ldquo;See,&rdquo; said the fairy, "your wish is granted.
+Here is a baby for you. Take care of it; it is your own." The woman did
+not know how to thank the fairy enough; she was so delighted, and the
+queen went away quite pleased at having given so much happiness.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-089.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="THE FAIRY QUEEN BRINGING TOM THUMB TO HIS MOTHER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE FAIRY QUEEN BRINGING TOM THUMB TO HIS MOTHER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Before the fairy went away, however, she gave the woman a little shirt
+of spider's web and a doublet of thistle-down for the baby.</p>
+
+<p>When the farmer came home he was very much pleased. He invited all his
+friends to the christening, and the child was named &ldquo;Tom,&rdquo; after him,
+and &ldquo;Thumb,&rdquo; because he was no bigger than one.</p>
+
+<p>The baby was very well, and merry, and grew, of course; but still it was
+very small.</p>
+
+<p>However, at last Tom thought himself quite a great boy, and begged his
+mother to make him a little suit of clothes, and she made him one; but
+with a great deal of trouble, they were so small.</p>
+
+<p>Tom was very often in mischief. He was so small that his mother used to
+put him on the table to play; and once she found him in the salt-box.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-092.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="TOM FALLS INTO THE PUDDING." title="" />
+<span class="caption">TOM FALLS INTO THE PUDDING.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>One day she was making a plum-pudding, and Tom stood by the side of the
+basin, and peeped over the edge; but he could not see into it very well,
+and while his mother was gone for some more flour, he drew himself up on
+the edge of the basin. Alas! he fell in and disappeared in the wet
+pudding, which for poor Tom was a huge morass.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 430px;">
+<img src="images/i-093.jpg" width="430" height="650" alt="THE FALL OF THE PUDDING." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE FALL OF THE PUDDING.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Tom would have cried out, but the pudding stuck his lips together, and
+his mother not missing him, stirred him up in the mixture, and put it
+and him into the pot. Tom no sooner felt the hot water than he danced
+about like mad; the woman was nearly frightened out of her wits to see
+the pudding come out of the pot and jump about, and she was glad to give
+it to a tinker who was passing that way. The tinker took the pudding and
+put it into a cloth, to carry it home to his family, who seldom tasted
+such a good dish.</p>
+
+<p>But by-and-by, as he was climbing over a stile, he happened to squeeze
+it, and Tom, who had made quite an arch over his own head in the dry
+pudding by this time, cried out from the middle of it, "Hallo, Pickens!"
+which so terrified the tinker that he let the pudding drop in the field
+and scampered off as fast as he could. The pudding fell to pieces in the
+fall, and Tom, creeping out, went home to his mother, whom he found in
+great trouble, because she could not find him.</p>
+
+<p>After this accident, Tom's mother never let him stay near her while she
+was cooking, but she was obliged to take him with her when she went out
+milking, for she dared not trust the little man in the house alone.</p>
+
+<p>A few days after his escape from the pudding, Tom went, with his mother,
+into the fields to milk the cows, and for fear he should be blown away
+by the wind, she tied him to a thistle with a small piece of thread.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 430px;">
+<img src="images/i-096.jpg" width="430" height="650" alt="THE COW EATS TOM." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE COW EATS TOM.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Very soon after, a cow eat up the thistle and swallowed Tom Thumb. His
+mother was in sad grief again; but Tom scratched and kicked in the cow's
+throat till she was glad to throw him out of her mouth again, and he was
+not at all hurt; but his mother became very anxious about her small son,
+who now gave her a great deal of trouble. Sometimes he fell into the
+milk-pail and was nearly drowned in the milk; once he was nearly killed
+by an angry chicken, and another time had a narrow escape from a cat.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-097.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="THE EAGLE FLIES AWAY WITH TOM." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE EAGLE FLIES AWAY WITH TOM.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>One day Tom went ploughing with his father, who gave him a whip made of
+a barley straw, to drive the oxen with; but an eagle, flying by, caught
+him up in his beak, and carried him to the top of a great giant's
+castle, and dropped him on the leads. The giant was walking on the
+battlements and thought at first that it was a foreign bird which lay at
+his feet, but soon seeing that it was a small man, he picked Tom up with
+his finger and thumb, and put the poor little creature into his great
+mouth, but the fairy dwarf scratched the roof of the giant's mouth, and
+bit his great tongue, and held on by his teeth till the ogre, in a
+passion, took him out again and threw him over into the sea, which ran
+beneath the castle walls. Here a very large fish swallowed him up
+directly.</p>
+
+<p>Tom did not at all like swimming about in the fish, but by-and-by he
+felt it drawn upwards, and guessed at once that it was caught. And so it
+was; and being a very large fish, the fisherman thought it would make a
+good present for his beloved King Arthur. So he took it to the palace
+and begged the king to accept it.</p>
+
+<p>King Arthur was pleased with the poor man's affection, and ordered the
+fish to be carried to the kitchen and cooked for his own dinner. The
+fisherman took it to the cook, who admired it very much, but said it was
+very heavy. Then he laid it on a table and began to cut it open. You may
+imagine how he jumped with fear and wonder when Tom Thumb slipped out of
+the fish!</p>
+
+<p>The cook's cries brought the other servants, and soon everybody near ran
+to behold this wonder&mdash;the tiny man who came out of the fish.</p>
+
+<p>Tom begged for some water to wash himself, and when he was clean, the
+courtiers thought him so pretty and such a marvel that they ran to tell
+the king about him.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-100.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="TOM COMES OUT OF THE FISH." title="" />
+<span class="caption">TOM COMES OUT OF THE FISH.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Arthur was very much surprised; but he desired them to send the little
+man up after dinner to see him, and the Court tailor made haste at once
+to get ready a Court suit for Tom, which did not take him long to
+make; there were so few stitches in it!</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 440px;">
+<img src="images/i-101.jpg" width="440" height="650" alt="KING ARTHUR RECEIVING TOM THUMB." title="" />
+<span class="caption">KING ARTHUR RECEIVING TOM THUMB.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>As soon as the king's great punch-bowl was set on the royal table, Tom
+Thumb was carried to see the monarch, who was delighted with the little
+man. Tom walked on the King's hand, and danced on the Queen's. He became
+a great favourite with Arthur, who made him a knight. Such is the
+wonderful history of Tom Thumb, who did much good when he grew older,
+and thus proved that however small people are, they may be of use in the
+world. He was good and kind to his parents, and to everybody; and the
+old ballad says,&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"Such were his deeds and noble acts</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">In Arthur's court there shone,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">As like in all the world beside</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Was hardly seen or known.&rdquo;</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-039b.jpg" width="200" height="106" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-039.jpg" width="400" height="69" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="CINDERELLA" id="CINDERELLA"></a>CINDERELLA.</h2>
+
+
+<p>Cinderella's mother died while she was a very little child, leaving her
+to the care of her father and her step-sisters, who were very much older
+than herself; for Cinderella's father had been twice married, and her
+mother was his second wife. Now, Cinderella's sisters did not love her,
+and were very unkind to her. As she grew older they made her work as a
+servant, and even sift the cinders; on which account they used to call
+her in mockery &ldquo;Cinderella.&rdquo; It was not her real name, but she became
+afterwards so well known by it that her proper one has been forgotten.</p>
+
+<p>She was a very sweet-tempered, good girl, however, and everybody (except
+her cruel sisters) loved her.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 432px;">
+<img src="images/i-104.jpg" width="432" height="650" alt="CINDERELLA AT HOME." title="" />
+<span class="caption">CINDERELLA AT HOME.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>It happened, when Cinderella was about seventeen years old, that the
+King of that country gave a ball, to which all ladies of the land,
+and among the rest the young girl's sisters, were invited. And they made
+her dress them for the ball, but never thought of allowing her to go
+there.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-105.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="CINDERELLA DRESSING HER SISTERS FOR THE BALL." title="" />
+<span class="caption">CINDERELLA DRESSING HER SISTERS FOR THE BALL.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>&ldquo;I wish you would take me to the ball with you,&rdquo; said Cinderella,
+meekly.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Take you, indeed!&rdquo; answered the elder sister, with a sneer; "it is no
+place for a cinder-sifter: stay at home and do your work."</p>
+
+<p>When they were gone, Cinderella, whose heart was very sad, sat down and
+cried bitterly; but as she sat sorrowful, thinking of the unkindness of
+her sisters, a voice called to her from the garden, and she went out to
+see who was there. It was her godmother, a good old Fairy.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Do not cry, Cinderella,&rdquo; she said; "you also shall go to the ball,
+because you are a kind, good girl. Bring me a large pumpkin."</p>
+
+<p>Cinderella obeyed, and the Fairy, touching it with her wand, turned it
+into a grand coach. Then she desired Cinderella to go to the trap, and
+bring her a rat. The girl obeyed, and a touch of the Fairy's wand turned
+him into a very smart coachman. Two mice were turned into footmen; four
+grasshoppers into white horses. Next, the Fairy touched Cinderella's
+rags, and they became rich satin robes, trimmed with point lace.
+Diamonds shone in her hair and on her neck and arms, and her kind
+godmother thought she had seldom seen so lovely a girl. Her old shoes
+became a charming pair of glass slippers, which shone like diamonds.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Now go to the ball, my love,&rdquo; she said, "and enjoy yourself. But
+remember, you must leave the room before the clock strikes <i>eleven</i>. If
+you do not your dress will return to its original rags. I approve of
+pleasure, but not of dissipation, and I expect that you will show your
+gratitude by obeying me."</p>
+
+<p>Cinderella kissed and thanked her godmother. Then she stepped into her
+coach and drove off, with her footmen behind, in great style. The Fairy,
+when she was gone, returned to Fairyland.</p>
+
+<p>Cinderella was received at the King's palace with great respect. The
+Lord Chamberlain bowed low to her, thinking she must be a very great
+lady by her dress and carriage, and he showed her at once into the
+ball-room.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 430px;">
+<img src="images/i-108.jpg" width="430" height="650" alt="THE FAIRY GODMOTHER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE FAIRY GODMOTHER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>She was so beautiful that everybody looked at her, and wondered who she
+was; and the Prince asked her to dance with him, and afterwards would
+dance with no one else.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 440px;">
+<img src="images/i-109.jpg" width="440" height="650" alt="ARRIVAL AT THE PALACE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">ARRIVAL AT THE PALACE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>But she made haste to leave a little before the hour fixed, and had time
+to undress before her sisters came home. They told her a beautiful
+Princess had been at the ball, with whom the Prince was delighted. They
+did not know it was Cinderella herself, and she was amused to hear them
+admire her grace and beauty, and say that they were sure she was a royal
+lady.</p>
+
+<p>The Prince was quite vexed when supper-time came, and he could not find
+his beautiful partner, and no one had seen her leave the room. But in
+hopes of beholding her again, he persuaded the King to give another
+grand ball. As soon as her sisters were gone to it, Cinderella's
+godmother arrived.</p>
+
+<p>"You were so good and obedient last time, that I shall let you go out
+again," said she to the young girl.</p>
+
+<p>And once more the rat, mice, grasshoppers, and pumpkin (which had gone
+back to their original shapes after the first ball) were turned into the
+grand carriage and attendants, and Cinderella, in rose-coloured satin
+and rubies, went to the royal ball.</p>
+
+<p>Directly the Prince saw her, he asked her to dance, and would have no
+other partner, and as he led her past her two unkind sisters, she saw
+them look at her dress with envious eyes, and knew that they wished they
+were as beautiful, and as well-dressed as she was.</p>
+
+<p>But in the midst of her enjoyment, Cinderella remembered the Fairy's
+command, and at half-past ten glided out of the room, and drove home
+again. Her sisters found her waiting to undress them in her usual rags,
+and kept her up to tell her how beautiful the unknown Princess was, and
+how well she was dressed.</p>
+
+<p>Again the Prince was vexed at the sudden disappearance of the beautiful
+stranger, and once more he persuaded the King to give a grand State
+ball.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;I wonder if Princess Beauty will be there!&rdquo; said the sisters to
+Cinderella. "We must have new dresses, for she is so splendid. She makes
+every one look shabby."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-112.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="CINDERELLA DANCES WITH THE PRINCE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">CINDERELLA DANCES WITH THE PRINCE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Cinderella smiled as she helped them to dress. She was sure the Fairy
+would let her go to the ball too. And she was right. Her godmother,
+pleased with her obedience, came in good time, and Cinderella, dressed
+in blue satin and pearls, went in the same style as before.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 442px;">
+<img src="images/i-113.jpg" width="442" height="650" alt="CINDERELLA RUNS HOME AND LOSES HER SLIPPER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">CINDERELLA RUNS HOME AND LOSES HER SLIPPER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The Prince would scarcely let her out of his sight, and Cinderella, who
+was getting a little spoiled by all the flattery she heard, began to
+think more of herself and less of the Fairy; so the time stole on, till
+glancing up at the clock, she saw it wanted only five minutes to eleven.</p>
+
+<p>At once she darted out of the room, and ran through the palace as fast
+as she could go, but as she reached the hall, she lost one of her
+precious glass slippers! She did not stop to pick it up, but rushed to
+the door. Alas! the clock had struck <span class="smcap">Eleven</span>. She found no coach, only a
+pumpkin, and the rat and mice ran quickly away when they saw her; while
+all her fine dress turned to rags, and she had to run home alone in the
+darkness of the night.</p>
+
+<p>The Prince was very much surprised when he missed Cinderella again, and
+leaving the ball, went in search of her. He asked all the attendants,
+but no one had seen her, and when enquiry was made of the porter, he
+said that no one had gone out of the palace except a poor ragged
+beggar-girl.</p>
+
+<p>However, the Prince's search was rewarded by his finding the glass
+slipper, which he well knew belonged to the unknown Princess. He loved
+Cinderella so much that he now resolved to marry her; and as he felt
+sure that no one else could wear such a tiny shoe as hers was, he sent
+out a herald to proclaim that whichever lady in his kingdom could put on
+this glass slipper should be his wife.</p>
+
+<p>All the great ladies who wished to be a Princess tried to put it on, but
+in vain. Cinderella's sisters tried, but could not get it on, and then
+Cinderella asked if she might try. They laughed at her; but the Prince,
+hearing of her wish, sent for her. She went with her sisters in her poor
+dress, but very clean, and at once put on the slipper. Then she drew the
+fellow of it from her pocket, and slipped it on her other foot.</p>
+
+<p>The Prince, who had thought the moment he saw her that the poor girl was
+very much like the beautiful Princess, was delighted. He insisted on
+Cinderella telling him her story, which she did very modestly, and all
+listened with wonder.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-116.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="CINDERELLA TRIES ON THE SLIPPER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">CINDERELLA TRIES ON THE SLIPPER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>As her tale ended, the Fairy godmother suddenly entered the room, and
+placing her godchild's hand in the Prince's, said:</p>
+
+<p>"Take this young girl for your wife, Prince; she is good and patient,
+and as she has known how to submit to injustice meekly, she will know
+how to reign justly."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 431px;">
+<img src="images/i-117.jpg" width="431" height="650" alt="CINDERELLA MARRIED TO THE PRINCE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">CINDERELLA MARRIED TO THE PRINCE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>So Cinderella was married to the Prince in great state, and they lived
+together very happily. She forgave her sisters, and treated them always
+very kindly, and the Prince had great cause to be glad that he had found
+the glass slipper.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-046b.jpg" width="200" height="126" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-042.jpg" width="400" height="88" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="THE_THREE_BEARS" id="THE_THREE_BEARS"></a>THE THREE BEARS.</h2>
+
+
+<p>Once upon a time three bears lived in a nice little house in a great
+forest.</p>
+
+<p>There was the Father Bear, the Mother Bear, and the Baby Bear.</p>
+
+<p>They had each a bed to sleep in, a chair to sit on, and a basin and
+spoon for eating milk or honey, which was their favourite food.</p>
+
+<p>One morning the three bears resolved on taking a walk before breakfast;
+but before they went out, they poured their warm milk into their basins,
+that it might get cool by the time they came back.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 442px;">
+<img src="images/i-120.jpg" width="442" height="650" alt="THE BEARS AT BREAKFAST." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE BEARS AT BREAKFAST.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>When the milk was poured out, the three bears set out for a walk.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 439px;">
+<img src="images/i-121.jpg" width="439" height="650" alt="THE BEARS OUT FOR A WALK." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE BEARS OUT FOR A WALK.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Mr. and Mrs. Bear walked arm-in-arm, and Baby ran by their side.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;WHAT A FINE DAY IT IS!&rdquo; growled Mr. Bear.</p>
+
+<p>"<span class="smcap">What a fine day it is!</span>" said Mrs. Bear.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;What a fine day!&rdquo; squeaked little Bear.</p>
+
+<p>And so it was.</p>
+
+<p>The sun shone brightly though it was low in the sky, and its rays
+glittered on the fine webs on the grass. The leaves shivered in the soft
+breeze; the wood-pigeon cooed; the lark sang loud enough to make himself
+hoarse; the sparrows chirped; the bee buzzed, and a yellow butterfly
+perched on great Bear's nose.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;What a squeaky noise these creatures make!&rdquo; said big Bear, as he
+brushed off the butterfly. "What a pity it is they have not <i>our</i> deep
+voices."</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; said Mrs. Bear; "you have a much finer voice than the lark. I
+should like to hear him growl as you do."</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, my dear, you are too kind; my growl is nothing to the lion's.&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>And thus conversing, the bears walked on.</p>
+
+<p>Now there lived in the same forest a sweet little girl, who was called
+Golden Hair. She was the Woodman's daughter, and her hair looked just
+like sunbeams. She knew every tree in the greenwood, and every flower in
+it. She loved the birds, and liked to listen to their song; and
+everything in the wood loved Golden Hair. The trees bent down their
+lower branches to touch her glittering head as she passed; the birds
+sang sweeter as she glided by. The lark's song in the sky was&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Come up, come up, Golden Hair; here is your happy home.&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Coo, I love you; coo, I love you!&rdquo; cooed the wood-pigeon, as she
+passed.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Twit, twit, pretty child,&rdquo; said the sparrow.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, you darling,&rdquo; sang the blackbird; and Golden Hair laughed with
+glee, for she liked to be loved.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-124.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="LITTLE GOLDEN HAIR." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE GOLDEN HAIR.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>As to the butterflies, they flew after her, and rested on her hair, and
+tickled her cheeks; but she never tried to catch them.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 431px;">
+<img src="images/i-125.jpg" width="431" height="650" alt="GOLDEN HAIR PEEPING INTO THE BEARS&#39; HOUSE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GOLDEN HAIR PEEPING INTO THE BEARS&#39; HOUSE.</span>
+</div><p> She would
+not frighten or vex them for anything. She loved all the creatures, and
+that is why they loved her.</p>
+
+<p>Love makes love.</p>
+
+<p>Dear little Golden Hair, she went on singing merrily through the
+greenwood, saying sometimes to herself&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;I wish I could sing as well as the lark!&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>By-and-by Little Golden Hair reached the Bears' house. She had never
+seen it before, and she wondered who lived there. A window was open, and
+Golden Hair peeped in.</p>
+
+<p>&ldquo;Dear me,&rdquo; thought the child, "whose house can it be! There is a table
+and three chairs, and three basins of hot milk, all steaming, and nobody
+to drink it. But I don't see any work or books, or anything else. I
+think I will go in and see who lives here."</p>
+
+<p>So she tapped at the door, and cried, &ldquo;Is any one at home?&rdquo;</p>
+
+<p>But there was no answer. Then Golden Hair stepped in very carefully,
+and looked about her.</p>
+
+<p>She could not see any one, nor hear anybody snoring, so she walked into
+the Bears' parlour.</p>
+
+<p>There was a fire, which made the room cheerful, and the hot milk looked
+very inviting; it quite seemed to say, "Come and have some breakfast;"
+and the early spring air had made Golden Hair rather cold, and very
+hungry; so she sat down by the fire in the little Bear's chair. It was
+too small for her, but she did not quite sit down at first. In a moment
+she got up again, and went round the table and tasted the milk in all
+the basins. Little Bear's was the nicest, because it had sugar in it,
+and Golden Hair thought it was good. So she took the basin and sat down
+again in Little Bear's chair, took his spoon, and ate up <i>all</i> his milk.
+Now this was very wrong. A tiny bear is only a tiny bear; still, he has
+a right to keep his own things. But Golden Hair did not know any better.
+Unluckily, Baby Bear's chair was, as we have said, too small for her;
+she broke the seat and fell through, basin and all.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 430px;">
+<img src="images/i-128.jpg" width="430" height="650" alt="GOLDEN HAIR EATS THE LITTLE BEAR&#39;S BREAKFAST." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GOLDEN HAIR EATS THE LITTLE BEAR&#39;S BREAKFAST.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Then Golden Hair went upstairs, and there she saw three beds all in a
+row. Golden Hair lay down on Father Bear's bed first, but that was too
+long for her; then she lay down on Mother Bear's bed, and that was too
+wide for her; last of all she lay down on Baby Bear's bed, and there she
+fell asleep, for she was tired.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-129.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="THE LITTLE BEAR GRIEVES FOR HIS BROKEN CHAIR." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE LITTLE BEAR GRIEVES FOR HIS BROKEN CHAIR.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>By-and-by the bears came home. Baby Bear saw that his chair was broken
+and thrown down, and he cried in a very squeaky voice,</p>
+
+<p>"Somebody has been here;" and Father Bear growled,</p>
+
+<p>"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN HERE;"</p>
+
+<p>And Mother Bear growled, more softly,</p>
+
+<p>"<span class="smcap">Somebody has been here</span>."</p>
+
+<p>Then they went to the table and looked at their breakfasts, and Father
+Bear growled, "WHO HAS TOUCHED MY BASIN?"</p>
+
+<p>And Mother Bear growled, "<span class="smcap">Who has touched my basin?</span>"</p>
+
+<p>And Tiny Bear squeaked, "Somebody has broken mine!"</p>
+
+<p>And then Tiny Bear began to cry, for he was very fond of his own basin
+and his own chair; and, besides, he was very hungry after his long walk
+in the forest.</p>
+
+<p>It really did seem a shame. Then the three bears thought they would go
+over their house, to see who had been in it, and to try if they could
+find the thief.</p>
+
+<p>They went upstairs to their bedroom, which was over their other room,
+and as soon as they saw the tumbled beds Father Bear growled,</p>
+
+<p>"WHO HAS BEEN LYING ON MY BED?"</p>
+
+<p>And Mother Bear growled</p>
+
+<p>"<span class="smcap">Who has been lying on my bed?</span>"</p>
+
+<p>And Tiny Bear squeaked out,</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! here is a little girl in my bed; and it must be she who has eaten
+my breakfast and broken my chair."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-132.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="THE BEARS FIND GOLDEN HAIR IN LITTLE BEAR&#39;S BED." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE BEARS FIND GOLDEN HAIR IN LITTLE BEAR&#39;S BED.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Then Father Bear growled,</p>
+
+<p>"LET US EAT HER UP;"</p>
+
+<p>And Mother Bear growled, "<span class="smcap">Let us eat her up</span>;"</p>
+
+<p>And Tiny Bear squeaked,</p>
+
+<p>"Let us eat her up."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-133.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="GOLDEN HAIR ESCAPES FROM THE BEARS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GOLDEN HAIR ESCAPES FROM THE BEARS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The noise they made woke Golden Hair, and you may imagine how frightened
+she was when she saw the three bears. She started out of bed, and jumped
+at once out of the window. The bears rushed after her, and Father Bear
+caught her golden hair in his teeth, but she left a lock behind, and
+still ran on. Then the three bears all jumped out after her, but they
+fell one on the top of the other and rolled over and over, and while
+they were picking themselves up, little Golden Hair ran home, and they
+were not able to catch her.</p>
+
+<p>But I do not think she had acted rightly (though she did not deserve to
+be eaten up); it was very wrong to break little Bear's chair and eat his
+milk, and I think Golden Hair will have to take great care to keep out
+of the reach of the <span class="smcap">Three Bears</span>.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-170.jpg" width="200" height="215" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-071.jpg" width="400" height="125" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="PUNCH_AND_JUDY" id="PUNCH_AND_JUDY"></a>PUNCH AND JUDY.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Mr. Punch and his wife</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Led a terrible life,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Very much like a dog and a cat;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Till, one summer morn</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">A baby was born,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">A darling all dimples and fat.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 449px;">
+<img src="images/i-136.jpg" width="449" height="650" alt="PUNCH, JUDY, AND THE BABY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH, JUDY, AND THE BABY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Mrs. Judy was proud,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And the nurses allowed</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">That they never had seen such a child;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And the proud mother thought</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">When her baby she brought</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To her husband, &ldquo;It must make him mild.&rdquo;</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 444px;">
+<img src="images/i-137.jpg" width="444" height="650" alt="PUNCH AND THE BABY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH AND THE BABY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Mr. Punch was quite pleased;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The poor baby he seized,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And danced up and down in great joy.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">&ldquo;Oh, my Judy,&rdquo; he cried,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"With a father's just pride,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I look on our beautiful boy.&rdquo;</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But the baby soon cried;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Punch's temper was tried,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And in a great passion he flew;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He shook the poor child,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And, with rage growing wild,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The babe o'er the balcony threw.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Judy, greatly displeased,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">A thick stick at once seized,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And began her stern husband to beat;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">&ldquo;O you monster,&rdquo; she cried,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">As her weapon she plied,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">&ldquo;You deserve the same ending to meet.&rdquo;</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 446px;">
+<img src="images/i-140.jpg" width="446" height="650" alt="PUNCH AND JUDY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH AND JUDY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">On his arms and his head</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Her blows fell like lead;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">She wonder'd such treatment he stood!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Beating and battering,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She made such a clattering,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">It sounded like chopping up wood.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 445px;">
+<img src="images/i-141.jpg" width="445" height="650" alt="PUNCH KILLS JUDY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH KILLS JUDY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Of his beating quite tired,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Punch's patience expired;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He snatched the stick out of her hands,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And gave Judy a blow</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Which, alas, laid her low,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And above her a conqueror stands.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Then he danced and he sang,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And such nonsense began,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">That we laughed, though we couldn't tell why;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">For in such a sad case</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">It were much more our place</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For Judy's misfortunes to cry.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 445px;">
+<img src="images/i-144.jpg" width="445" height="650" alt="PUNCH AND THE CONSTABLE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH AND THE CONSTABLE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But the constable see!&mdash;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">&ldquo;Are you come here for me?&rdquo;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Cries Punch, as he dances about.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"Yes, yes; come to jail,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">'Tis a terrible tale,&rdquo;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Said the constable, "you must come out,</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"And be tried for your life,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">For thus killing your wife;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">In prison, meantime, you'll abide.&rdquo;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">&ldquo;Oh no, I won't go,&rdquo;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Cried Punch, and a blow</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He gave the poor man in his side.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 448px;">
+<img src="images/i-145.jpg" width="448" height="650" alt="PUNCH, TOBY, AND THE CLOWN." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH, TOBY, AND THE CLOWN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Now Punch had a pet</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Whom we must not forget,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">A dog known as Toby by name;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">A clown from a show</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">One day came to know</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">If Punch would not sell him the same.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But Punch would not part</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">From his dog, for his heart</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">(Though a wooden one) to him was true.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He cried, "Give me a kiss,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Dear Toby, I wis</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I never will sever from you.&rdquo;</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 454px;">
+<img src="images/i-148.jpg" width="454" height="650" alt="PUNCH AND THE DOCTOR." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH AND THE DOCTOR.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But Jack Ketch comes at last;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Punch's frolics are past,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">There is no one his cause to befriend;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">His nonsense and fun</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Are all, alas, done;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He has come to a very bad end!</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">If he were not of wood</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">It would not be good</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To laugh at the harm he has done;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But 'twas only pretence,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And there was not much sense</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">In his crimes, or his grief, or his fun.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 447px;">
+<img src="images/i-149.jpg" width="447" height="650" alt="PUNCH AND JACK KETCH." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PUNCH AND JACK KETCH.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">For a great many years,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Punch's laughter and tears,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Have amused both the child and the man;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">So I think at the last,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">For the sake of the past</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">We will keep him as long as we can.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-226b.jpg" width="200" height="67" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-007.jpg" width="400" height="49" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="THE_PETS" id="THE_PETS"></a>THE PETS.</h2>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE SHEEP.</i></h3>
+
+<p>The sheep is a very useful animal. Its wool, sheared off, makes us cloth
+and flannel, and all kinds of woollen goods; and its flesh, called
+mutton, is a chief part of our food. When sheep are little they are
+called lambs, and are very playful, pretty creatures.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 432px;">
+<img src="images/i-152.jpg" width="432" height="650" alt="SHEEP." title="" />
+<span class="caption">SHEEP.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Sheep soon learn to know the voice of their shepherd, and will follow
+it. In Eastern countries the shepherd walks before his flock, and they
+are led by his voice. There are dogs called sheep-dogs, which take care
+of the flocks, and protect the sheep, and keep them together. In some
+countries these dogs have often to fight with wolves, which attack the
+sheep and carry them off whenever they can; but the dogs are quite able
+to keep the wolf away when they are trained to do so.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-153.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="RABBITS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">RABBITS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>On the Scottish hills the sheep-dog is often obliged to seek his charge
+in the snow-drifts, and to help get out a poor sheep or lamb which has
+got buried in it. Sheep love green meadows and pure water. You remember,
+I dare say, the beautiful Psalm, "The Lord is my shepherd, therefore I
+shall lack nothing."</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>RABBITS.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Are the favourite pets of boys. They are merry little creatures, and it
+is an amusing sight to watch them running over the green turf about
+their warren, when they are free. They have many enemies, however, such
+as dogs, foxes, and weasels. But, in spite of their enemies, rabbits
+live a merry life together.</p>
+
+<p>There are a great many different kinds of tame rabbits; some are white,
+with pink eyes and long ears. Rabbits have many young ones. One pair
+will have fifty-six little rabbits in a year. So it is lucky many other
+creatures feed on them. If they were left to increase, they would soon
+eat up every stalk of corn and all the green herbs.</p>
+
+<p>The native country of the rabbit is Spain. In the Orkney Islands, where
+there are great numbers of rabbits, the wild ones are of a grey colour,
+and in winter time almost white.</p>
+
+<p>The fur of the rabbit is much used for making hats. They are good for
+food also.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE COW.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Is a very valuable animal; indeed I do not know what we should do
+without her. She gives us milk and butter, cheese and cream; her skin is
+of great use, and her flesh is often eaten as beef. Cows grow fond of
+those who are kind to them.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-156.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="COW AND CALF." title="" />
+<span class="caption">COW AND CALF.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>There are a great many different kinds of cows; some red, some black,
+some brindled, white or spotted. Herefordshire cows have white faces.
+The ancient Britons had great numbers of fine cows; and wild cattle
+were common in our country seven hundred years ago. In the neighbourhood
+of London, in Henry II.'s reign, there was a large forest which
+contained a great many wild bulls and cows.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-157.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="THE DONKEY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DONKEY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The cow is a good mother, very fond of her calf. The bull is a very
+bold, fierce animal. It has a great dislike to the colour red, and will
+run after and if it can toss any one wearing it. In Spain they have a
+cruel sport, called bull fights, between these brave animals and men on
+horseback.</p>
+
+<p>The flesh of the cow and ox is called beef; that of the calf is veal.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE DONKEY.</i></h3>
+
+<p>This patient and useful animal is supposed to have come at first from
+the East, where it still continues to be of a greater size and of a much
+better appearance. They were as valuable there in former ages as horses;
+great men and judges rode on asses. The ass is very fond of its foal,
+and can be attached to its master if kindly treated. Its milk is thought
+very good for consumptive people. It is very sure-footed, and strong,
+and able to carry heavy burdens.</p>
+
+<p>The Donkey is a very useful animal to the poor. It can do a great deal
+of work on very coarse and cheap food. Thistles make a dainty dinner for
+the ass. It is patient and gentle, but occasionally very obstinate; a
+fault chiefly produced in the poor beast by ill-usuage.</p>
+
+<p>Children should never be cruel to this poor animal, but treat it kindly,
+and it will not then be stubborn and slow, but will do its best to carry
+them.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE COCK, THE HEN, AND THE CHICKENS.</i></h3>
+
+<p>Here is a fine farm-yard family! very useful friends of ours. The cock,
+who is a brave, spirited bird, wakes us up in the morning by crowing;
+the hen lays us eggs for breakfast, and when the wee chicks are big
+enough, they are very good food, as roast chicken. The cock teaches us
+watchfulness; the hen, motherly love.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-160.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="THE COCK, THE HEN, AND THE CHICKENS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE COCK, THE HEN, AND THE CHICKENS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>There are many different kinds of fowls. The largest are the tall Cochin
+Chinas; the smallest the pert little Bantams. It is a great amusement
+for children to have a few fowls to feed, and take care of. Feeding them
+and finding their eggs is one of the country child's pleasures.</p>
+
+<p>The hen sits on her eggs for three weeks; and when the chicks are
+hatched, she takes the greatest care of them, gathering them under her
+wings when danger is near or the weather is at all cold; and she is
+ready to fight a hawk or even a dog in defence of her little ones.</p>
+
+<p>Fowls feed on barley or any kind of grain, and pick up worms, &amp;c., in
+their run. Stinging-nettles are very good food for chickens.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE HORSE.</i></h3>
+
+<p>This noblest of animals is believed to be a native of Arabia; but was in
+our islands before the Romans came here. The first money coined in
+Britain was stamped with the figure of a horse.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-161.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="THE HORSE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE HORSE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The horse has a wonderful memory. He never forgets a place to which he
+has once been taken. He loves his master if well treated; and in battles
+he displays the greatest courage and joy. He also understands sounds,
+and loves music. Indeed, the horse may be called the friend of man, and
+deserves all the kindness we can show him.</p>
+
+<p>The Arabs bring up their horses with their children in their own tents;
+and the steed thus reared is very sensible and gentle. An Arab will not
+sell his favourite horse for any sum, however large: it is as dear to
+him as his children.</p>
+
+
+<h3><i>THE GOAT.</i></h3>
+
+<p>The goat is a very useful animal. Its flesh is very good, though English
+people seldom eat it. Its milk is very good also, and of use to people
+in consumption. The most beautiful gloves are made from its skin.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-164.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="GOATS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GOATS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Goats abound on the Welsh mountains; it is, indeed, an animal that loves
+the great hills. The Welsh goats are white; they are very active, and
+walk on the brink of precipices, and take the most wonderful leaps. The
+scent of a goat is unpleasant, but it is thought to prevent infection
+amongst cattle.</p>
+
+<p>Horses are very fond of goats. They are more common in France than with
+us. In that country one sees a goat with nearly every flock of sheep.</p>
+
+<p>Goats' flesh is called &ldquo;kid.&rdquo; Do you remember how Jacob deceived his
+father with the skin and meat of a kid of the goats?</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-165.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="PIGS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PIGS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-046b.jpg" width="200" height="126" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-023.jpg" width="400" height="56" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+<h2><a name="NURSERY_SONGS" id="NURSERY_SONGS"></a>NURSERY SONGS.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-168.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="LITTLE MISS MUFFET." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE MISS MUFFET.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Little Miss Muffet</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">She sat on a tuffet,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Eating of curds and whey.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">There came a great spider,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Who sat down beside her,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And frightened Miss Muffet away.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-169.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="PAT-A-CAKE, PAT-A-CAKE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PAT-A-CAKE, PAT-A-CAKE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Pat-a-cake, Pat-a-cake, baker's man,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Make me a cake as fast as you can;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And send it home for Tommy and me.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">All the king's horses and all the king's men</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Could not set Humpty Dumpty up again.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-172.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="HUMPTY DUMPTY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">HUMPTY DUMPTY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-173.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="YOUNG LAMBS TO SELL!" title="" />
+<span class="caption">YOUNG LAMBS TO SELL!</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Young lambs to sell!&mdash;young lambs to sell!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">If I had as much money as I could tell,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Young lambs to sell!&mdash;young lambs to sell!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-176.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="LITTLE ROBIN REDBREAST SAT UPON A TREE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE ROBIN REDBREAST SAT UPON A TREE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Up went Pussy-cat, and down went he;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Down came Pussy-cat, and away Robin ran;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Says little Robin Redbreast, &ldquo;Catch me if you can.&rdquo;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Robin Redbreast jumped upon a wall,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Pussy-cat jumped after him and almost got a fall;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Robin chirped and sang, and what did Pussy say?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Pussy-cat said &ldquo;Mew,&rdquo; and Robin jumped away.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 427px;">
+<img src="images/i-177.jpg" width="427" height="650" alt="HANDY SPANDY, JACK-A-DANDY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">HANDY SPANDY, JACK-A-DANDY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Handy Spandy Jack-a-Dandy</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Loved plumcake and sugar candy;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He bought some at a grocer's shop,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And out he came, hop, hop, hop.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-180.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="LITTLE BOY BLUE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE BOY BLUE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He is under the hay-cock fast asleep.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-181.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="THIS LITTLE PIG WENT TO MARKET." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THIS LITTLE PIG WENT TO MARKET.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">This little pig went to market;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">This little pig stayed at home;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">This pig had a piece of bread-and-butter;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">This little pig had none;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">This little pig said, "Wee, wee, wee!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I can't find my way home.&rdquo;</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-039b.jpg" width="200" height="106" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i-046.jpg" width="400" height="76" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="NURSERY_RHYMES" id="NURSERY_RHYMES"></a>NURSERY RHYMES.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 441px;">
+<img src="images/i-184.jpg" width="441" height="650" alt="LITTLE JACK HORNER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE JACK HORNER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Jack Horner sat in a corner,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Eating his Christmas Pie;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He put in his thumb, and pulled out a plum,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And said, &ldquo;What a good boy am I!&rdquo;</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 432px;">
+<img src="images/i-185.jpg" width="432" height="650" alt="TO MARKET, TO MARKET." title="" />
+<span class="caption">TO MARKET, TO MARKET.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">To market, to market, to buy a fat pig;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Home again, home again, jiggetty-jig.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">To market, to market, to buy a fat hog;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Home again, home again, jiggetty-jog.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Taffy was a Welshman,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Taffy was a thief;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Taffy came to my house</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And stole a piece of beef.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I went to Taffy's house,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Taffy was from home;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Taffy came to my house</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And stole a marrow bone.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 430px;">
+<img src="images/i-188.jpg" width="430" height="650" alt="TAFFY WAS A WELSHMAN." title="" />
+<span class="caption">TAFFY WAS A WELSHMAN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 439px;">
+<img src="images/i-189.jpg" width="439" height="650" alt="BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP." title="" />
+<span class="caption">BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Baa, baa, black sheep,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Have you any wool?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Yes, marry, have I,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Three bags full:</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">One for my master,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">One for my dame;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But none for the little girl</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">That cries in the lane.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-192.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="PRETTY MAID, PRETTY MAID." title="" />
+<span class="caption">PRETTY MAID, PRETTY MAID.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Pretty maid, pretty maid, where have you been?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Gathering a posie to give to the Queen.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 432px;">
+<img src="images/i-193.jpg" width="432" height="650" alt="MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Mary, Mary, quite contrary,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">How does your garden grow?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Silver bells and cockle-shells,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And columbines all of a row.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 427px;">
+<img src="images/i-196.jpg" width="427" height="650" alt="LITTLE BO-PEEP." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE BO-PEEP.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Bo-Peep has lost his sheep,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And cannot tell where to find them</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Leave them alone, and they'll come home,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And bring their tails behind them.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And dreamt he heard them bleating</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">When he awoke, he found it a joke,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For still they all were fleeting.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Then up he took his little crook,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Determined for to find them;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He found them indeed, but it made his heart bleed,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For they'd left their tails behind them.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-197.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="HOT CROSS BUNS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">HOT CROSS BUNS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 5.5em;">Hot Cross Buns!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 5.5em;">Hot Cross Buns!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">One a penny, two a penny, Hot Cross Buns.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 5.5em;">Hot Cross Buns!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 5.5em;">Hot Cross Buns!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">If you have no daughters, give them to your sons.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;">
+<img src="images/i-200.jpg" width="437" height="650" alt="THE CAT AND FIDDLE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE CAT AND FIDDLE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Hey diddle diddle,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The cat and the fiddle,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The cow jumped over the moon,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The little dog laughed</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To see the sport,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">While the dish ran after the spoon.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 429px;">
+<img src="images/i-201.jpg" width="429" height="650" alt="THE QUEEN OF HEARTS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE QUEEN OF HEARTS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The Queen of Hearts,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She made some tarts</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Upon a summer day;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The Knave of Hearts,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He stole those tarts,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And took them quite away.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The King of Hearts,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He missed those tarts,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And beat the knave full sore;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The Knave of Hearts</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Brought back those tarts,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And vowed he'd steal no more.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 431px;">
+<img src="images/i-204.jpg" width="431" height="650" alt="I HAD A LITTLE HUSBAND." title="" />
+<span class="caption">I HAD A LITTLE HUSBAND.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I had a little husband,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">No bigger than my thumb;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I put him in a pint-pot,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And there I bid him drum.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I bought a little horse,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">That galloped up and down;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I bridled him and saddled him,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And sent him out of town.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I gave him some garters,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To garter up his hose,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And a little handkerchief</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To wipe his pretty nose.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 428px;">
+<img src="images/i-205.jpg" width="428" height="650" alt="GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Goosey, Goosey Gander,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Where shall I wander?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Up stairs, down stairs,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">In my lady's chamber.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">There I met an old man</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">That would not say his prayers;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I took him by the left leg,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And threw him down stairs.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 444px;">
+<img src="images/i-208.jpg" width="444" height="650" alt="LITTLE POLLY FLINDERS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE POLLY FLINDERS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Polly Flinders,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Sat among the cinders,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Warming her pretty little toes;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Her mother came and caught her,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And scolded her little daughter,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For spoiling her nice new clothes.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-209.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="DING DONG BELL." title="" />
+<span class="caption">DING DONG BELL.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">Ding Dong Bell,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">Pussy's in the well.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">Who put her in?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">Little Tommy Lin.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">Who pulled her out?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">Little Tommy Trout.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">What a naughty boy was that,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">To drown poor little Pussy cat,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Who never did him any harm,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">But killed the mice in his father's barn.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 429px;">
+<img src="images/i-212.jpg" width="429" height="650" alt="&quot;MULTIPLICATION IS VEXATION.&quot;" title="" />
+<span class="caption">&quot;MULTIPLICATION IS VEXATION.&quot;</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Multiplication is vexation;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Division is as bad;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The Rule of Three doth puzzle me,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And Practice drives me mad.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 439px;">
+<img src="images/i-213.jpg" width="439" height="650" alt="THE DAPPLE-GREY PONY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DAPPLE-GREY PONY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I had a little pony,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">His name was Dapple Grey,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I lent him to a lady,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To ride a mile away.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She whipped him, she slashed him,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">She rode him through the mire;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I would not lend my pony now,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For all the lady's hire.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-216.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN, SAYS I." title="" />
+<span class="caption">OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN, SAYS I.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Old woman, old woman, old woman say I,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">O whither, O whither, O whither so high?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">To sweep the cobwebs off the sky.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Shall I go with you? Ay, by-and-by.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 429px;">
+<img src="images/i-217.jpg" width="429" height="650" alt="DAME TROT AND HER CAT." title="" />
+<span class="caption">DAME TROT AND HER CAT.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Dame Trot and her cat</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Led a peaceable life</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">When they were not troubled</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With other folks' strife.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">When Dame had her dinner</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Puss near her would wait,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And was sure to receive</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">A nice piece from her plate.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-220.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="SIMPLE SIMON." title="" />
+<span class="caption">SIMPLE SIMON.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Simple Simon met a pieman</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Going to the fair;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Says Simple Simon to the pieman,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">&ldquo;Let me taste your ware.&rdquo;</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Says the pieman to Simple Simon,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">&ldquo;Show me first your penny.&rdquo;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Says Simple Simon to the pieman,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">&ldquo;Indeed, I have not any.&rdquo;</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Simple Simon went a-fishing</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For to catch a whale;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">All the water he had got</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Was in his mother's pail.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 427px;">
+<img src="images/i-221.jpg" width="427" height="650" alt="MARY HAD A PRETTY BIRD." title="" />
+<span class="caption">MARY HAD A PRETTY BIRD.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Mary had a pretty bird,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With feathers bright and yellow,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Slender legs&mdash;upon my word,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He was a pretty fellow.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The sweetest notes he always sang,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Which much delighted Mary;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And near the cage she'd ever sit,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To hear her own Canary.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 435px;">
+<img src="images/i-224.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="IS JOHN SMITH WITHIN?" title="" />
+<span class="caption">IS JOHN SMITH WITHIN?</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Is John Smith within?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Yes, that he is.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Can he set a shoe?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Ay, marry, two;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Here a nail and there a nail,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Tick, tack, too.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 426px;">
+<img src="images/i-225.jpg" width="426" height="650" alt="GUY FAWKES." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GUY FAWKES.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Please to remember</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The fifth of November,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Gunpowder treason and plot.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I know no reason</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Why gunpowder treason</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Should ever be forgot.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 429px;">
+<img src="images/i-228.jpg" width="429" height="650" alt="JACK AND JILL." title="" />
+<span class="caption">JACK AND JILL.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Jack and Jill went up the hill</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To fetch a pail of water.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Jack fell down and broke his crown,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And Jill came tumbling after.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-229.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="LITTLE FRED." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE FRED.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">When little Fred went to bed,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He always said his prayers.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">He kissed mamma and then papa,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And straightway went upstairs.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 422px;">
+<img src="images/i-232.jpg" width="422" height="650" alt="LITTLE TOM TUCKER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LITTLE TOM TUCKER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Little Tommy Tucker,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Sings for his supper.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">What shall he eat?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">White bread and butter.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">How shall he cut it</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Without e'er a knife?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">How will he be married</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Without e'er a wife.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 438px;">
+<img src="images/i-233.jpg" width="438" height="650" alt="WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MY PRETTY MAID?" title="" />
+<span class="caption">WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MY PRETTY MAID?</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Where are you going, my pretty maid?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">I'm going a milking, sir, she said.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">May I go with you, my pretty maid?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">You're kindly welcome, sir, she said.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">What is your fortune, my pretty maid?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">My face is my fortune, sir, she said.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Then I won't marry you, my pretty maid.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Nobody asked you, sir, she said.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 433px;">
+<img src="images/i-236.jpg" width="433" height="650" alt="RIDE A COCK-HORSE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">RIDE A COCK-HORSE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">To see an old lady upon a white horse;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And so she makes music wherever she goes.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 432px;">
+<img src="images/i-237.jpg" width="432" height="650" alt="SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Sing a song of sixpence,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">A bag full of rye;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Four-and-twenty blackbirds</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Baked in a pie.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">When the pie was opened</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The birds began to sing.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Was not that a dainty dish</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To set before the king?</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The king was in his countinghouse,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Counting out his money;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The queen was in the parlour,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Eating bread and honey.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The maid was in the garden,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Hanging out the clothes;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">'Long came a blackbird</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And snapt off her nose.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-240.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="TOM, TOM, THE PIPER&#39;S SON." title="" />
+<span class="caption">TOM, TOM, THE PIPER&#39;S SON.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Tom, Tom, the piper's son,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Stole a pig and away he run!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And Tom went roaring down the street.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 434px;">
+<img src="images/i-241.jpg" width="434" height="650" alt="OLD KING COLE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">OLD KING COLE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Old King Cole</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Was a merry old soul,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And a merry old soul was he!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He called for his pipe,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And he called for his bowl,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And he called for his fiddlers three.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Every fiddler he had a fiddle,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And a very fine fiddle had he!</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee went the fiddlers.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Oh, there's none so rare</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As can compare</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">With King Cole and his fiddlers three!</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 428px;">
+<img src="images/i-244.jpg" width="428" height="650" alt="FOUR-AND-TWENTY TAILORS WENT TO KILL A SNAIL." title="" />
+<span class="caption">FOUR-AND-TWENTY TAILORS WENT TO KILL A SNAIL.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Four-and-twenty tailors went to kill a snail;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The best man among them durst not touch her tail.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">She put out her horns like a little Kyloe cow.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Run, tailors, run, or she'll kill you all e'en now.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 436px;">
+<img src="images/i-245.jpg" width="436" height="650" alt="HUSH-A-BY BABY." title="" />
+<span class="caption">HUSH-A-BY BABY.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="cpoem1">
+<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Hush-a-by, baby, thy cradle is green;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Father's a nobleman; mother's a queen;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And Johnny's a drummer and drums for the king.</span><br />
+</p></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i-214.jpg" width="200" height="79" alt="" title="decoration" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
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author	Roger Frank <rfrank@pglaf.org>	2025-10-15 02:14:29 -0700
committer	Roger Frank <rfrank@pglaf.org>	2025-10-15 02:14:29 -0700
commit	767e717b117844192914ea8fa313a08517c17f45 (patch)
tree	387ce9d69ff9fea422e71ea3a1d029eb60924e47 /24778-h