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-The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Daisy, or, Cautionary Stories in Verse., by 

-Elizabeth Turner

-

-This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with

-almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or

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-Title: The Daisy, or, Cautionary Stories in Verse.

-       Adapted to the Ideas of Children from Four to Eight Years Old.

-

-Author: Elizabeth Turner

-

-Release Date: March 8, 2014 [EBook #45082]

-

-Language: English

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-*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE DAISY, OR CAUTIONARY STORIES ***

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-  THE

-

-  DAISY,

-

-  OR

-

-  _CAUTIONARY STORIES_,

-

-  IN VERSE.

-

-

-

-

-  THE

-

-  DAISY;

-

-  OR,

-

-  _CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE._

-

-  ADAPTED TO THE

-

-  IDEAS OF CHILDREN

-

-  FROM

-

-  _Four to Eight Years Old._

-

-

-

-

-  ILLUSTRATED WITH THIRTY ENGRAVINGS.

-

-

-

-

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-  London:

-

-  PRINTED FOR J. HARRIS, SUCCESSOR TO E. NEWBERY,

-  CORNER OF ST. PAUL'S CHURCH YARD; AND

-  CROSBY AND CO., STATIONERS' COURT.

-

-  1807.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    I.

-

-    _Pretty Puss._

-

-

-    Come pretty Cat!

-       Come here to me!

-    I want to pat

-      You on my knee.

-

-    Go, naughty Tray!

-      By barking thus

-    You'll drive away

-      My pretty Puss.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    II.

-

-    _The Fairing._

-

-

-    O Dear! what a beautiful Doll

-      My sister has bought at the fair!

-    She says I must call it "Miss Poll,"

-      And make it a bonnet to wear.

-

-    O, pretty new Doll! it looks fine;

-      Its cheeks are all covered with red

-    But, pray, will it always be mine?

-      And, pray, may I take it to bed?

-

-    How kind was my sister to buy

-      This Dolly with hair that will curl

-    Perhaps if you want to know why,

-      She'll tell you, I've been a good girl.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    III.

-

-    _The good Boy._

-

-

-    When Philip's good mamma was ill,

-    The servant begg'd he would be still,

-    Because the doctor and the nurse

-    Had said, that noise would make her worse.

-

-    At night, when Philip went to bed,

-    He kiss'd mamma, and whisp'ring said,

-    "My dear mamma, I never will

-    Make any noise when you are ill."

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    IV.

-

-    _Frances and Henry._

-

-

-    Sister Frances is sad,

-      Because Henry is ill;

-    And she lets the dear lad

-      Do whatever he will.

-

-    Left her own little chair,

-      And got up in a minute,

-    When she heard him declare

-      That he wish'd to sit in it.

-

-    Now, from this we can tell,

-      He will never more tease her;

-    But, when he is well,

-      He will study to please her.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    V.

-

-    _The giddy Girl._

-

-

-    Miss Helen was always too giddy to heed

-      What her mother had told her to shun;

-    For frequently, over the street in full speed,

-      She would cross where the carriages run.

-

-    And out she would go, to a very deep well,

-      To look at the water below;

-    How naughty! to run to a dangerous well,

-      Where her mother forbade her to go!

-

-    One morning, intending to take but a peep,

-      Her foot slipt away from the ground;

-    Unhappy misfortune! the water was deep

-      And giddy Miss Helen was drown'd.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    VI.

-

-    _The good Scholar._

-

-

-    Joseph West had been told,

-      That if, when he grew old,

-    He had not learnt rightly to spell,

-      Though his writing were good,

-      'Twould not be understood,

-    And Joe said, "I will learn my task well."

-

-      And he made it a rule

-      To be silent at school,

-    And what do you think came to pass?

-      Why, he learnt it so fast,

-      That, from being the last,

-    He soon was the first in the class.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    VII.

-

-    _Dressed or undressed._

-

-

-    When children are naughty, and will not be drest,

-      Pray, what do you think is the way?

-    Why, often I really believe it is best

-      To keep them in night-clothes all day!

-

-    But then they can have no good breakfast to eat,

-      Nor walk with their mother and aunt;

-    At dinner they'll have neither pudding nor meat,

-      Nor any thing else that they want.

-

-    Then who would be naughty and sit all the day

-      In night-clothes unfit to be seen!

-    And pray who would lose all their pudding and play

-      For not being dress'd neat and clean?

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    VIII.

-

-    _Miss Peggy._

-

-

-    As Peggy was crying aloud for a cake.

-      Which her mother had said she should fetch from the wake,

-    A gentleman knock'd at the door;

-    He entered the parlour, and show'd much surprise,

-    That it really was Peggy who made all the noise,

-      For he never had heard her before.

-

-    Miss Peggy, asham'd, and to hide her disgrace,

-    Took hold of her frock, and quite covered her face,

-      For she knew she was naughty just then;

-    And, instantly wiping the tears from her eyes,

-    She promis'd her mother to make no more noise,

-      And kiss'd her again and again.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    IX.

-

-    _The Idle Boy._

-

-

-    Get up, little boy! you are sleeping too long,

-      Your brother is dress'd, he is singing a song,

-        And Tom must be waken'd, O fie

-

-    Come, open the curtains, and let in the light,

-    For children should only be sleepy at night,

-        When stars may be seen in the sky.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    X.

-

-    _Playful Pompey._

-

-

-    Come hither, little dog, to play,

-    And do not go so far away,

-      But stand and beg for food;

-    And if your tail I chance to touch,

-    You must not snarl so very much,

-      Pray, Pompey, be not rude.

-

-    The dog can eat, and drink, and sleep,

-    And help to fetch the cows and sheep:

-      O, see how Pompey begs;

-    Hark! hark! he says, bow wow! bow wow!

-    But run away, good Pompey, now,

-      You'll tire your little legs.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XI.

-

-    _Politeness._

-

-

-    Good little boys should never say

-      "I will," and "Give me these;"

-    O, no! that never is the way,

-      But, "Mother, if you please."

-

-    And, "If you please," to sister Ann,

-      Good boys to say are ready;

-    And, "Yes, Sir," to a gentleman,

-      And "Yes, Ma'am," to a lady.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XII.

-

-    _Come when you are called._

-

-

-    Where's Susan, and Kitty, and Jane?

-      Where's Billy, and Sammy, and Jack?

-    O! there they are, down in the lane,

-      Go, Betty, and bring them all back.

-

-    But Billy is rude and won't come,

-      And Sammy is running too fast;

-    Come, dear little children, come home,

-      Oh Billy is coming at last.

-

-    I'm glad he remembers what's right,

-      For though he likes sliding on ice,

-    He should not be long out of sight,

-      And never want sending for twice.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XIII.

-

-    _The New Dolls._

-

-

-        Miss Jenny and Polly

-        Had each a new Dolly,

-    With rosy-red cheeks and blue eyes;

-        Dress'd in ribbons and gauze:

-        And they quarrel'd because

-    The dolls were not both of a size!

-

-        O silly Miss Jenny!

-        To be such a ninny,

-    To quarrel and make such a noise!

-        For the very same day

-        Their mamma sent away

-    Their dolls with red cheeks and blue eyes.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XIV.

-

-    _Naughty Sam._

-

-

-    Tom and Charles once took a walk,

-        To see a pretty lamb;

-    And as they went, began to talk

-        Of little naughty Sam,

-    Who beat his younger brother, Bill,

-        And threw him in the dirt;

-    And when his poor mamma was ill,

-        He teased her for a squirt.

-

-    And "I," said Tom, "wont play with Sam,

-        Although he has a top;"

-    But here the pretty little lamb

-        To talking put a stop.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XV.

-

-    _The dizzy Girl._

-

-

-    As Frances was playing, and turning around,

-        Her head grew so giddy, she fell to the ground;

-        'Twas well that she was not much hurt:

-    But O, what a pity! her frock was so soil'd!

-    That had you beheld the unfortunate child,

-        You had seen her all covered with dirt.

-

-    Her mother was sorry, and said, "Do not cry,

-    And Mary shall wash you, and make you quite dry,

-        If you'll promise to turn round no more."

-    "What, not in the parlour?" the little girl said,

-    "No, not in the parlour; for lately I read

-        Of a girl who was hurt with the door.

-

-    "She was playing and turning, until her poor head

-    Fell against the hard door, and it very much bled,

-        And I heard Dr. Camomile tell,

-    That he put on a plaister, and covered it up,

-    Then he gave her some tea, that was bitter to sup,

-        Or perhaps it had never been well."

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XVI.

-

-    _Charity._

-

-

-    Do you see that old beggar who stands at the door?

-    Do not send him away,--we must pity the poor;

-    Oh! see how he shivers!--he's hungry and cold!

-    For people can't work when they grow very old.

-

-    Go, set near the fire a table and seat;

-    And Betty shall bring him some bread and some meat.

-    I hope my dear children will always be kind

-    Whenever they meet with the aged or blind.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XVII.

-

-    _Careless Maria._

-

-

-    Maria was a careless child,

-        And griev'd her friends by this:

-          Where'er she went,

-          Her clothes were rent,

-    Her hat and bonnet spoil'd,

-                   A careless little miss.

-

-    Her gloves and mits were often lost,

-      Her tippet sadly soil'd;

-        You might have seen

-        Where she had been,

-    For toys all round were toss'd,

-                   O, what a careless child.

-

-    One day her uncle bought a toy,

-      That round and round would twirl,

-          But when he found

-          The litter'd ground,

-    He said, "I don't tee-totums buy

-                   For such a careless girl."

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XVIII.

-

-    _Frighted by a Cow._

-

-

-    A very young lady,

-      With Susan the maid,

-    Who carried the baby,

-      Were one day afraid.

-

-    They saw a Cow feeding,

-      Quite harmless and still;

-    Yet scream'd without heeding

-      The man at the Mill,

-

-    Who, seeing the flutter,

-      Said, "Cows do no harm;

-    But give you good butter

-      And milk from the farm."

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XIX.

-

-    _Miss Sophia._

-

-

-    Miss Sophy, one fine sunny day,

-    Left her work and ran away;

-    When soon she reach'd the garden gate,

-    Which finding barr'd, she would not wait,

-    But tried to climb and scramble o'er

-    A gate as high as any door!

-

-    But little girls should never climb,

-    And Sophy wont another time,

-    For, when upon the highest rail,

-    Her frock was caught upon a nail.

-    She lost her hold, and, sad to tell,

-    Was hurt and bruis'd--for down she fell!

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XX.

-

-    _The New Penny._

-

-

-          Miss Ann saw a Man,

-          Quite poor, at a door,

-    And Ann had a pretty new penny;

-          Now this the kind Miss

-          Threw pat in his hat,

-    Although she was left without any.

-

-          She meant, as she went,

-          To stop at a shop,

-    Where cakes she had seen a great many;

-          And buy a fruit-pie,

-          Or take home a cake,

-    By spending her pretty new penny.

-

-          But well I can tell,

-          When Ann gave the man

-    Her money, she wish'd not for any:

-          He said, "I've no bread,"

-          She heard, and preferr'd

-    To give him her pretty new penny.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXI.

-

-    _The Canary._

-

-

-    Mary had a little bird,

-      With feathers bright and yellow,

-    Slender legs,--upon my word,

-      He was a pretty fellow!

-

-    Sweetest notes he always sung,

-      Which much delighted Mary;

-    Often where his cage was hung,

-      She sat to hear Canary.

-

-    Crumbs of bread and dainty seeds

-      She carried to him daily,

-    Seeking for the early weeds,

-      She deck'd his palace gaily.

-

-    This, my little readers, learn,

-      And ever practice duly;

-    Songs and smiles of love return

-      To friends who love you truly.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXII.

-

-    _Lucy and Dicky._

-

-

-    Miss Lucy was a charming child,

-      She never said, "I wont!"

-    If little Dick her playthings spoil'd,

-      She said, "Pray, Dicky don't."

-

-    He took her waxen doll one day,

-      And bang'd it round and round,

-    Then tore its legs and arms away,

-      And threw them on the ground.

-

-    His good Mamma was angry quite,

-      And Lucy's tears ran down;

-    But Dick went supperless that night,

-      And since has better grown.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXIII.

-

-    _Falsehood Corrected._

-

-

-    When Jacky drown'd our poor cat Tib,

-      He told a very naughty fib;

-    And said he had not drown'd her;

-    But truth is always soon found out;

-    No one but Jack had been about

-      The place where Thomas found her.

-

-      And Thomas saw him with the cat,

-      (Though Jacky did not know of that)

-        And told papa the trick;

-      He saw him take a slender string,

-      And round poor pussy's neck then swing

-        A very heavy brick.

-

-      His parents being very sad

-      To find they had a boy so bad,

-        To say what was not true;

-      Determin'd to correct him then,

-      And never was he known again,

-        Such naughty things to do.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXIV.

-

-    _Going to Bed._

-

-

-    The babe was in the cradle laid,

-      And Tom had said his prayers;

-    When Frances told the nursery maid

-      She would not go up stairs,

-

-    She cried so loud her mother came

-      To ask the reason why;

-    And said, "O Frances, fie for shame!

-      O fie! O fie! O fie!"

-

-    But Frances was more naughty still,

-      And Betty sadly nipp'd;

-    Until her mother said, "I will,

-      I must have Frances whipp'd."

-

-    For, O how naughty 'tis to cry,

-      But worse, much worse to fight!

-    Instead of running readily,

-      And calling out good night.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXV.

-

-    _The Fan._

-

-

-    Maria's aunt, who liv'd in town,

-      Once wrote a letter to her niece;

-    And sent, wrapp'd up, a new half-crown,

-      Besides a pretty pocket-piece.

-

-    Maria jump'd with joy, and ran

-      To tell her sister the good news;

-    She said, "I mean to buy a fan,

-      Come, come along with me to chuse."

-

-    They quickly tied their hats, and talk'd

-      Of yellow, lilac, pink, and green;

-    But far the sisters had not walk'd

-      Before the saddest sight was seen!

-

-    Upon the ground a poor lame man,

-      Helpless and old, had tumbled down!

-    She thought no more about the fan,

-      But gave to him her new half-crown.

-

-

-

-

-    XXVI.

-

-    _Dinner._

-

-

-    Miss Kitty was rude at the table one day,

-      And would not sit still on her seat;

-    Regardless of all that her mother could say,

-    From her chair little Kitty kept running away,

-      All the time they were eating the meat.

-

-    As soon as she saw that the beef was remov'd,

-      She ran to her chair in great haste;

-    But her mother such giddy behaviour reprov'd,

-    By sending away the sweet pudding she lov'd,

-      Without giving Kitty one taste.

-

-

-

-

-    XXVII.

-

-    _The Chimney Sweeper._

-

-

-    Sweep, sweep! sweep, sweep! cries little Jack,

-    With brush and bag upon his back,

-      And black from head to foot;

-    While daily as he goes along,

-    Sweep, sweep! sweep, sweep! is all his song

-      Beneath his load of soot.

-

-    But then he was not always black:

-    O no; he once was pretty Jack,

-      And had a kind papa:

-    But, silly child! he ran to play,

-    Too far from home, a long, long way,

-      And did not ask mamma.

-

-    So he was lost, and now must creep

-    Up chimneys, crying Sweep! sweep! sweep!

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXVIII.

-

-    _The Rose._

-

-

-    "Dear Mother," said a little boy,

-      "This rose is sweet and red;

-    Then tell me, pray, the reason why

-      I heard you call it dead?

-

-    "I did not think it was alive,

-      I never heard it talk,

-    Nor did I ever see it strive,

-      To run about or walk!"

-

-    "My dearest boy," the mother said,

-      "This rose grew on a tree:

-    But now its leaves begin to fade,

-      And all fall off, you see.

-

-    "Before, when growing on the bough,

-      So beautiful and red,

-    We say it liv'd; but, with'ring now,

-      We say the rose is dead."

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXIX.

-

-    _Poisonous Fruit._

-

-

-    As Tommy and his sister Jane

-    Were walking down a shady lane,

-    They saw some berries, bright and red,

-    That hung around and over head;

-    And soon the bough they bended down,

-    To make the scarlet fruit their own;

-    And part they ate, and part, in play,

-    They threw about, and flung away.

-

-    But long they had not been at home

-    Before poor Jane and little Tom

-    Were taken, sick and ill, to bed,

-    And since, I've heard, they both are dead.

-

-    Alas! had Tommy understood

-    That fruit in lanes is seldom good,

-    He might have walk'd with little Jane

-    Again along the shady lane.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXX.

-

-    _Dangerous Sport._

-

-

-    Poor Peter was burnt by the poker one day,

-      When he made it look pretty and red!

-    For the beautiful sparks made him think it fine play,

-      To lift it as high as his head.

-

-    But, somehow it happen'd, his finger and thumb

-      Were terribly scorch'd by the heat;

-    And he scream'd out aloud for his mother to come,

-      And stamp'd on the floor with his feet!

-

-    Now if Peter had minded his mother's command,

-      His fingers would not have been sore;

-    And he promis'd again, as she bound up his hand,

-      To play with hot pokers no more.

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXXI.

-

-    _The Stranger._

-

-

-    Who knocks so loudly at the gate?

-    The night is dark, the hour is late,

-      And rain comes pelting down!

-    O, 'tis a stranger gone astray!

-    That calls to ask the nearest way

-      To yonder little town.

-

-    Why, tis a long and dreary mile

-    For one o'ercome with cold and toil;

-      Go to him, Charles, and say,

-    "Good stranger! here repose to-night,

-    And with the morning's earliest light,

-      We'll guide you on your way."

-

-

-

-

-    [Illustration]

-

-

-

-

-    XXXII.

-

-    HYMN.

-

-

-    O Lord! my infant voice I raise,

-      Thy holy name to bless!

-    In daily songs of thanks and praise,

-      For mercies numberless.

-

-    For parents, who have taught me right,

-      That thou art good and true;

-    And though unseen by my weak sight,

-      Thou seest all I do.

-

-    Let all my thoughts and actions rise

-      From innocence and truth;

-    And thou, O Lord! wilt not despise

-      The prayer of early youth.

-

-    As through thy power I live and move,

-      And say, "Thy will be done;"

-    O keep, in mercy and in love,

-      The work thou hast begun.

-

-

-

-

-  ILLUSTRATED SHILLING SERIES

-  OF

-  FORGOTTEN CHILDREN'S BOOKS.

-

-

-PUBLISHERS' NOTE.

-

-The little books printed about a hundred years ago "for the amusement

-of little masters and misses" must now be looked for in the cabinets

-of the curious. The type is quaint, the illustrations quainter and the

-grayish tinted paper abounds in obtrusive specks of embedded dirt. For

-the covers, gaudy Dutch gilt paper was used, or paper with patchy blobs

-of startlingly contrasted colours laid on with a brush by young people.

-The text, always amusing, is of course redolent of earlier days.

-

-

-  1899-1900.

-

-  LONDON: PUBLISHED BY

-  The Leadenhall Prefs, Ltd: 50, Leadenhall Street, E.C.

-  _Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent & Co., Ltd:_

-

-  _New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 153-157 Fifth Avenue._

-

- 1. THE DAISY; OR, CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE, adapted to

- Ideas of Children from Four to Eight Years Old. 1807.

-

-Re-prints of this laughter-laden little book, written by Mrs.

-ELIZABETH TURNER, followed each other right up to about 1850:

-in the illustrated edition before the reader, nothing is omitted and

-nothing is added.

-

-With a view to greater profit, the publisher discarded the pretty

-copperplates which adorned the first edition (now a thing of price)

-substituting roughly cut wooden blocks.

-

- 2. THE COWSLIP; OR, MORE CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE. By the

- author of that much-admired little work, entitled THE DAISY.

- 1811.

-

-Under this title in 1811 Mrs. Turner wrote some more Cautionary Stories

-which became almost as popular as _The Daisy_. She also wrote other

-books of poetry for children, including _The Crocus_, _The Pink_, and

-_Short Poems_; but none had the charm or vogue of _The Daisy_ and _The

-Cowslip_.

-

- 3. NEW RIDDLE-BOOK. By JOHN-THE-GIANT-KILLER, Esquire. 1778.

-

-This covetable little book, published by F(rancis) Newbery, Jun. and

-T(homas) Carnan, the son and stepson of John Newbery, had been issued

-by their father at least twenty years earlier than the date on the

-title-page. The opening note concerning Francis, the nephew of John

-Newbery, relates to family differences which need not here be referred

-to. There would seem to be no copyright in riddles, at any rate one

-finds the same hoary-heads in other collections.

-

-The destructive fingers of little riddle-readers have been the means of

-causing thousands of copies of this amusing book to disappear, and to

-obtain an original copy is now almost impossible. The quaintness of the

-wood-cut pictorial answers should appeal to the modern reader.

-

-

-  _It is intended to continue this Illustrated Shilling Series of_

-  FORGOTTEN CHILDREN'S BOOKS.

-

-  _OTHER VOLUMES ARE IN PREPARATION._

-

-

-

-

-_SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE._

-

- PAGES AND PICTURES FROM FORGOTTEN CHILDREN'S BOOKS. Brought together

- and introduced to the Reader by ANDREW W. TUER, F.S.A. Four

- hundred illustrations; five hundred pages, handsomely bound, top

- edge gilt, silk book-marker. LONDON: The Leadenhall Press, Ltd: 50,

- Leadenhall-street, E.C. [Six Shillings.

-

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-

-

-_SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE._

-

- STORIES FROM OLD-FASHIONED CHILDREN'S BOOKS brought together and

- introduced to the Reader by ANDREW W. TUER, F.S.A. Adorned with 250

- amusing cuts. Nearly 500 pages: handsomely and attractively bound.

- LONDON: The Leadenhall Press, Ltd: 50, Leadenhall-street, E.C. [Six

- Shillings.

-

-

-THESE ARE QUITE INDEPENDENT VOLUMES.

-

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-

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-

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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45082 ***
+
+  THE
+
+  DAISY,
+
+  OR
+
+  _CAUTIONARY STORIES_,
+
+  IN VERSE.
+
+
+
+
+  THE
+
+  DAISY;
+
+  OR,
+
+  _CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE._
+
+  ADAPTED TO THE
+
+  IDEAS OF CHILDREN
+
+  FROM
+
+  _Four to Eight Years Old._
+
+
+
+
+  ILLUSTRATED WITH THIRTY ENGRAVINGS.
+
+
+
+
+
+  London:
+
+  PRINTED FOR J. HARRIS, SUCCESSOR TO E. NEWBERY,
+  CORNER OF ST. PAUL'S CHURCH YARD; AND
+  CROSBY AND CO., STATIONERS' COURT.
+
+  1807.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    I.
+
+    _Pretty Puss._
+
+
+    Come pretty Cat!
+       Come here to me!
+    I want to pat
+      You on my knee.
+
+    Go, naughty Tray!
+      By barking thus
+    You'll drive away
+      My pretty Puss.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    II.
+
+    _The Fairing._
+
+
+    O Dear! what a beautiful Doll
+      My sister has bought at the fair!
+    She says I must call it "Miss Poll,"
+      And make it a bonnet to wear.
+
+    O, pretty new Doll! it looks fine;
+      Its cheeks are all covered with red
+    But, pray, will it always be mine?
+      And, pray, may I take it to bed?
+
+    How kind was my sister to buy
+      This Dolly with hair that will curl
+    Perhaps if you want to know why,
+      She'll tell you, I've been a good girl.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    III.
+
+    _The good Boy._
+
+
+    When Philip's good mamma was ill,
+    The servant begg'd he would be still,
+    Because the doctor and the nurse
+    Had said, that noise would make her worse.
+
+    At night, when Philip went to bed,
+    He kiss'd mamma, and whisp'ring said,
+    "My dear mamma, I never will
+    Make any noise when you are ill."
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    IV.
+
+    _Frances and Henry._
+
+
+    Sister Frances is sad,
+      Because Henry is ill;
+    And she lets the dear lad
+      Do whatever he will.
+
+    Left her own little chair,
+      And got up in a minute,
+    When she heard him declare
+      That he wish'd to sit in it.
+
+    Now, from this we can tell,
+      He will never more tease her;
+    But, when he is well,
+      He will study to please her.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    V.
+
+    _The giddy Girl._
+
+
+    Miss Helen was always too giddy to heed
+      What her mother had told her to shun;
+    For frequently, over the street in full speed,
+      She would cross where the carriages run.
+
+    And out she would go, to a very deep well,
+      To look at the water below;
+    How naughty! to run to a dangerous well,
+      Where her mother forbade her to go!
+
+    One morning, intending to take but a peep,
+      Her foot slipt away from the ground;
+    Unhappy misfortune! the water was deep
+      And giddy Miss Helen was drown'd.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    VI.
+
+    _The good Scholar._
+
+
+    Joseph West had been told,
+      That if, when he grew old,
+    He had not learnt rightly to spell,
+      Though his writing were good,
+      'Twould not be understood,
+    And Joe said, "I will learn my task well."
+
+      And he made it a rule
+      To be silent at school,
+    And what do you think came to pass?
+      Why, he learnt it so fast,
+      That, from being the last,
+    He soon was the first in the class.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    VII.
+
+    _Dressed or undressed._
+
+
+    When children are naughty, and will not be drest,
+      Pray, what do you think is the way?
+    Why, often I really believe it is best
+      To keep them in night-clothes all day!
+
+    But then they can have no good breakfast to eat,
+      Nor walk with their mother and aunt;
+    At dinner they'll have neither pudding nor meat,
+      Nor any thing else that they want.
+
+    Then who would be naughty and sit all the day
+      In night-clothes unfit to be seen!
+    And pray who would lose all their pudding and play
+      For not being dress'd neat and clean?
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    VIII.
+
+    _Miss Peggy._
+
+
+    As Peggy was crying aloud for a cake.
+      Which her mother had said she should fetch from the wake,
+    A gentleman knock'd at the door;
+    He entered the parlour, and show'd much surprise,
+    That it really was Peggy who made all the noise,
+      For he never had heard her before.
+
+    Miss Peggy, asham'd, and to hide her disgrace,
+    Took hold of her frock, and quite covered her face,
+      For she knew she was naughty just then;
+    And, instantly wiping the tears from her eyes,
+    She promis'd her mother to make no more noise,
+      And kiss'd her again and again.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    IX.
+
+    _The Idle Boy._
+
+
+    Get up, little boy! you are sleeping too long,
+      Your brother is dress'd, he is singing a song,
+        And Tom must be waken'd, O fie
+
+    Come, open the curtains, and let in the light,
+    For children should only be sleepy at night,
+        When stars may be seen in the sky.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    X.
+
+    _Playful Pompey._
+
+
+    Come hither, little dog, to play,
+    And do not go so far away,
+      But stand and beg for food;
+    And if your tail I chance to touch,
+    You must not snarl so very much,
+      Pray, Pompey, be not rude.
+
+    The dog can eat, and drink, and sleep,
+    And help to fetch the cows and sheep:
+      O, see how Pompey begs;
+    Hark! hark! he says, bow wow! bow wow!
+    But run away, good Pompey, now,
+      You'll tire your little legs.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XI.
+
+    _Politeness._
+
+
+    Good little boys should never say
+      "I will," and "Give me these;"
+    O, no! that never is the way,
+      But, "Mother, if you please."
+
+    And, "If you please," to sister Ann,
+      Good boys to say are ready;
+    And, "Yes, Sir," to a gentleman,
+      And "Yes, Ma'am," to a lady.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XII.
+
+    _Come when you are called._
+
+
+    Where's Susan, and Kitty, and Jane?
+      Where's Billy, and Sammy, and Jack?
+    O! there they are, down in the lane,
+      Go, Betty, and bring them all back.
+
+    But Billy is rude and won't come,
+      And Sammy is running too fast;
+    Come, dear little children, come home,
+      Oh Billy is coming at last.
+
+    I'm glad he remembers what's right,
+      For though he likes sliding on ice,
+    He should not be long out of sight,
+      And never want sending for twice.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XIII.
+
+    _The New Dolls._
+
+
+        Miss Jenny and Polly
+        Had each a new Dolly,
+    With rosy-red cheeks and blue eyes;
+        Dress'd in ribbons and gauze:
+        And they quarrel'd because
+    The dolls were not both of a size!
+
+        O silly Miss Jenny!
+        To be such a ninny,
+    To quarrel and make such a noise!
+        For the very same day
+        Their mamma sent away
+    Their dolls with red cheeks and blue eyes.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XIV.
+
+    _Naughty Sam._
+
+
+    Tom and Charles once took a walk,
+        To see a pretty lamb;
+    And as they went, began to talk
+        Of little naughty Sam,
+    Who beat his younger brother, Bill,
+        And threw him in the dirt;
+    And when his poor mamma was ill,
+        He teased her for a squirt.
+
+    And "I," said Tom, "wont play with Sam,
+        Although he has a top;"
+    But here the pretty little lamb
+        To talking put a stop.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XV.
+
+    _The dizzy Girl._
+
+
+    As Frances was playing, and turning around,
+        Her head grew so giddy, she fell to the ground;
+        'Twas well that she was not much hurt:
+    But O, what a pity! her frock was so soil'd!
+    That had you beheld the unfortunate child,
+        You had seen her all covered with dirt.
+
+    Her mother was sorry, and said, "Do not cry,
+    And Mary shall wash you, and make you quite dry,
+        If you'll promise to turn round no more."
+    "What, not in the parlour?" the little girl said,
+    "No, not in the parlour; for lately I read
+        Of a girl who was hurt with the door.
+
+    "She was playing and turning, until her poor head
+    Fell against the hard door, and it very much bled,
+        And I heard Dr. Camomile tell,
+    That he put on a plaister, and covered it up,
+    Then he gave her some tea, that was bitter to sup,
+        Or perhaps it had never been well."
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XVI.
+
+    _Charity._
+
+
+    Do you see that old beggar who stands at the door?
+    Do not send him away,--we must pity the poor;
+    Oh! see how he shivers!--he's hungry and cold!
+    For people can't work when they grow very old.
+
+    Go, set near the fire a table and seat;
+    And Betty shall bring him some bread and some meat.
+    I hope my dear children will always be kind
+    Whenever they meet with the aged or blind.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XVII.
+
+    _Careless Maria._
+
+
+    Maria was a careless child,
+        And griev'd her friends by this:
+          Where'er she went,
+          Her clothes were rent,
+    Her hat and bonnet spoil'd,
+                   A careless little miss.
+
+    Her gloves and mits were often lost,
+      Her tippet sadly soil'd;
+        You might have seen
+        Where she had been,
+    For toys all round were toss'd,
+                   O, what a careless child.
+
+    One day her uncle bought a toy,
+      That round and round would twirl,
+          But when he found
+          The litter'd ground,
+    He said, "I don't tee-totums buy
+                   For such a careless girl."
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XVIII.
+
+    _Frighted by a Cow._
+
+
+    A very young lady,
+      With Susan the maid,
+    Who carried the baby,
+      Were one day afraid.
+
+    They saw a Cow feeding,
+      Quite harmless and still;
+    Yet scream'd without heeding
+      The man at the Mill,
+
+    Who, seeing the flutter,
+      Said, "Cows do no harm;
+    But give you good butter
+      And milk from the farm."
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XIX.
+
+    _Miss Sophia._
+
+
+    Miss Sophy, one fine sunny day,
+    Left her work and ran away;
+    When soon she reach'd the garden gate,
+    Which finding barr'd, she would not wait,
+    But tried to climb and scramble o'er
+    A gate as high as any door!
+
+    But little girls should never climb,
+    And Sophy wont another time,
+    For, when upon the highest rail,
+    Her frock was caught upon a nail.
+    She lost her hold, and, sad to tell,
+    Was hurt and bruis'd--for down she fell!
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XX.
+
+    _The New Penny._
+
+
+          Miss Ann saw a Man,
+          Quite poor, at a door,
+    And Ann had a pretty new penny;
+          Now this the kind Miss
+          Threw pat in his hat,
+    Although she was left without any.
+
+          She meant, as she went,
+          To stop at a shop,
+    Where cakes she had seen a great many;
+          And buy a fruit-pie,
+          Or take home a cake,
+    By spending her pretty new penny.
+
+          But well I can tell,
+          When Ann gave the man
+    Her money, she wish'd not for any:
+          He said, "I've no bread,"
+          She heard, and preferr'd
+    To give him her pretty new penny.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXI.
+
+    _The Canary._
+
+
+    Mary had a little bird,
+      With feathers bright and yellow,
+    Slender legs,--upon my word,
+      He was a pretty fellow!
+
+    Sweetest notes he always sung,
+      Which much delighted Mary;
+    Often where his cage was hung,
+      She sat to hear Canary.
+
+    Crumbs of bread and dainty seeds
+      She carried to him daily,
+    Seeking for the early weeds,
+      She deck'd his palace gaily.
+
+    This, my little readers, learn,
+      And ever practice duly;
+    Songs and smiles of love return
+      To friends who love you truly.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXII.
+
+    _Lucy and Dicky._
+
+
+    Miss Lucy was a charming child,
+      She never said, "I wont!"
+    If little Dick her playthings spoil'd,
+      She said, "Pray, Dicky don't."
+
+    He took her waxen doll one day,
+      And bang'd it round and round,
+    Then tore its legs and arms away,
+      And threw them on the ground.
+
+    His good Mamma was angry quite,
+      And Lucy's tears ran down;
+    But Dick went supperless that night,
+      And since has better grown.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXIII.
+
+    _Falsehood Corrected._
+
+
+    When Jacky drown'd our poor cat Tib,
+      He told a very naughty fib;
+    And said he had not drown'd her;
+    But truth is always soon found out;
+    No one but Jack had been about
+      The place where Thomas found her.
+
+      And Thomas saw him with the cat,
+      (Though Jacky did not know of that)
+        And told papa the trick;
+      He saw him take a slender string,
+      And round poor pussy's neck then swing
+        A very heavy brick.
+
+      His parents being very sad
+      To find they had a boy so bad,
+        To say what was not true;
+      Determin'd to correct him then,
+      And never was he known again,
+        Such naughty things to do.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXIV.
+
+    _Going to Bed._
+
+
+    The babe was in the cradle laid,
+      And Tom had said his prayers;
+    When Frances told the nursery maid
+      She would not go up stairs,
+
+    She cried so loud her mother came
+      To ask the reason why;
+    And said, "O Frances, fie for shame!
+      O fie! O fie! O fie!"
+
+    But Frances was more naughty still,
+      And Betty sadly nipp'd;
+    Until her mother said, "I will,
+      I must have Frances whipp'd."
+
+    For, O how naughty 'tis to cry,
+      But worse, much worse to fight!
+    Instead of running readily,
+      And calling out good night.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXV.
+
+    _The Fan._
+
+
+    Maria's aunt, who liv'd in town,
+      Once wrote a letter to her niece;
+    And sent, wrapp'd up, a new half-crown,
+      Besides a pretty pocket-piece.
+
+    Maria jump'd with joy, and ran
+      To tell her sister the good news;
+    She said, "I mean to buy a fan,
+      Come, come along with me to chuse."
+
+    They quickly tied their hats, and talk'd
+      Of yellow, lilac, pink, and green;
+    But far the sisters had not walk'd
+      Before the saddest sight was seen!
+
+    Upon the ground a poor lame man,
+      Helpless and old, had tumbled down!
+    She thought no more about the fan,
+      But gave to him her new half-crown.
+
+
+
+
+    XXVI.
+
+    _Dinner._
+
+
+    Miss Kitty was rude at the table one day,
+      And would not sit still on her seat;
+    Regardless of all that her mother could say,
+    From her chair little Kitty kept running away,
+      All the time they were eating the meat.
+
+    As soon as she saw that the beef was remov'd,
+      She ran to her chair in great haste;
+    But her mother such giddy behaviour reprov'd,
+    By sending away the sweet pudding she lov'd,
+      Without giving Kitty one taste.
+
+
+
+
+    XXVII.
+
+    _The Chimney Sweeper._
+
+
+    Sweep, sweep! sweep, sweep! cries little Jack,
+    With brush and bag upon his back,
+      And black from head to foot;
+    While daily as he goes along,
+    Sweep, sweep! sweep, sweep! is all his song
+      Beneath his load of soot.
+
+    But then he was not always black:
+    O no; he once was pretty Jack,
+      And had a kind papa:
+    But, silly child! he ran to play,
+    Too far from home, a long, long way,
+      And did not ask mamma.
+
+    So he was lost, and now must creep
+    Up chimneys, crying Sweep! sweep! sweep!
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXVIII.
+
+    _The Rose._
+
+
+    "Dear Mother," said a little boy,
+      "This rose is sweet and red;
+    Then tell me, pray, the reason why
+      I heard you call it dead?
+
+    "I did not think it was alive,
+      I never heard it talk,
+    Nor did I ever see it strive,
+      To run about or walk!"
+
+    "My dearest boy," the mother said,
+      "This rose grew on a tree:
+    But now its leaves begin to fade,
+      And all fall off, you see.
+
+    "Before, when growing on the bough,
+      So beautiful and red,
+    We say it liv'd; but, with'ring now,
+      We say the rose is dead."
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXIX.
+
+    _Poisonous Fruit._
+
+
+    As Tommy and his sister Jane
+    Were walking down a shady lane,
+    They saw some berries, bright and red,
+    That hung around and over head;
+    And soon the bough they bended down,
+    To make the scarlet fruit their own;
+    And part they ate, and part, in play,
+    They threw about, and flung away.
+
+    But long they had not been at home
+    Before poor Jane and little Tom
+    Were taken, sick and ill, to bed,
+    And since, I've heard, they both are dead.
+
+    Alas! had Tommy understood
+    That fruit in lanes is seldom good,
+    He might have walk'd with little Jane
+    Again along the shady lane.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXX.
+
+    _Dangerous Sport._
+
+
+    Poor Peter was burnt by the poker one day,
+      When he made it look pretty and red!
+    For the beautiful sparks made him think it fine play,
+      To lift it as high as his head.
+
+    But, somehow it happen'd, his finger and thumb
+      Were terribly scorch'd by the heat;
+    And he scream'd out aloud for his mother to come,
+      And stamp'd on the floor with his feet!
+
+    Now if Peter had minded his mother's command,
+      His fingers would not have been sore;
+    And he promis'd again, as she bound up his hand,
+      To play with hot pokers no more.
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXXI.
+
+    _The Stranger._
+
+
+    Who knocks so loudly at the gate?
+    The night is dark, the hour is late,
+      And rain comes pelting down!
+    O, 'tis a stranger gone astray!
+    That calls to ask the nearest way
+      To yonder little town.
+
+    Why, tis a long and dreary mile
+    For one o'ercome with cold and toil;
+      Go to him, Charles, and say,
+    "Good stranger! here repose to-night,
+    And with the morning's earliest light,
+      We'll guide you on your way."
+
+
+
+
+    [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+    XXXII.
+
+    HYMN.
+
+
+    O Lord! my infant voice I raise,
+      Thy holy name to bless!
+    In daily songs of thanks and praise,
+      For mercies numberless.
+
+    For parents, who have taught me right,
+      That thou art good and true;
+    And though unseen by my weak sight,
+      Thou seest all I do.
+
+    Let all my thoughts and actions rise
+      From innocence and truth;
+    And thou, O Lord! wilt not despise
+      The prayer of early youth.
+
+    As through thy power I live and move,
+      And say, "Thy will be done;"
+    O keep, in mercy and in love,
+      The work thou hast begun.
+
+
+
+
+  ILLUSTRATED SHILLING SERIES
+  OF
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+
+
+PUBLISHERS' NOTE.
+
+The little books printed about a hundred years ago "for the amusement
+of little masters and misses" must now be looked for in the cabinets
+of the curious. The type is quaint, the illustrations quainter and the
+grayish tinted paper abounds in obtrusive specks of embedded dirt. For
+the covers, gaudy Dutch gilt paper was used, or paper with patchy blobs
+of startlingly contrasted colours laid on with a brush by young people.
+The text, always amusing, is of course redolent of earlier days.
+
+
+  1899-1900.
+
+  LONDON: PUBLISHED BY
+  The Leadenhall Prefs, Ltd: 50, Leadenhall Street, E.C.
+  _Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent & Co., Ltd:_
+
+  _New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 153-157 Fifth Avenue._
+
+ 1. THE DAISY; OR, CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE, adapted to
+ Ideas of Children from Four to Eight Years Old. 1807.
+
+Re-prints of this laughter-laden little book, written by Mrs.
+ELIZABETH TURNER, followed each other right up to about 1850:
+in the illustrated edition before the reader, nothing is omitted and
+nothing is added.
+
+With a view to greater profit, the publisher discarded the pretty
+copperplates which adorned the first edition (now a thing of price)
+substituting roughly cut wooden blocks.
+
+ 2. THE COWSLIP; OR, MORE CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE. By the
+ author of that much-admired little work, entitled THE DAISY.
+ 1811.
+
+Under this title in 1811 Mrs. Turner wrote some more Cautionary Stories
+which became almost as popular as _The Daisy_. She also wrote other
+books of poetry for children, including _The Crocus_, _The Pink_, and
+_Short Poems_; but none had the charm or vogue of _The Daisy_ and _The
+Cowslip_.
+
+ 3. NEW RIDDLE-BOOK. By JOHN-THE-GIANT-KILLER, Esquire. 1778.
+
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+by their father at least twenty years earlier than the date on the
+title-page. The opening note concerning Francis, the nephew of John
+Newbery, relates to family differences which need not here be referred
+to. There would seem to be no copyright in riddles, at any rate one
+finds the same hoary-heads in other collections.
+
+The destructive fingers of little riddle-readers have been the means of
+causing thousands of copies of this amusing book to disappear, and to
+obtain an original copy is now almost impossible. The quaintness of the
+wood-cut pictorial answers should appeal to the modern reader.
+
+
+  _It is intended to continue this Illustrated Shilling Series of_
+  FORGOTTEN CHILDREN'S BOOKS.
+
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+
+
+
+
+_SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE._
+
+ PAGES AND PICTURES FROM FORGOTTEN CHILDREN'S BOOKS. Brought together
+ and introduced to the Reader by ANDREW W. TUER, F.S.A. Four
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+ Leadenhall-street, E.C. [Six Shillings.
+
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+
+
+_SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE._
+
+ STORIES FROM OLD-FASHIONED CHILDREN'S BOOKS brought together and
+ introduced to the Reader by ANDREW W. TUER, F.S.A. Adorned with 250
+ amusing cuts. Nearly 500 pages: handsomely and attractively bound.
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+
+
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+
+
+
+
+TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE:
+
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+
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+End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Daisy, or, Cautionary Stories in
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-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 2em;"><big>THE</big></p>

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-<p class="ph2">DAISY,</p>

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-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 3em: margin-bottom: 1em;"><small>OR</small></p>

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-<h3><i>CAUTIONARY STORIES</i>,</h3>

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-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em: margin-bottom: 2em;"><big>IN VERSE.</big></p>

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-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p class="center"><big>THE</big></p>

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-<h1>DAISY;</h1>

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-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><big>OR,</big></p>

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-<p class="ph2"><i>CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE.</i></p>

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-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><small>ADAPTED TO THE</small></p>

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-<p class="ph2">IDEAS OF CHILDREN</p>

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-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1.5em;"><small>FROM</small></p>

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-<p class="center" style="margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>Four to Eight Years Old.</i></p>

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-<hr class="r5" />

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-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 2em;"><big>ILLUSTRATED WITH THIRTY ENGRAVINGS.</big></p>

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-<p class="center" style="margin-bottom: 1em;">London:</p>

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-<p class="center">PRINTED FOR J. HARRIS, SUCCESSOR TO E. NEWBERY,<br />

-CORNER OF ST. PAUL'S CHURCH YARD; AND<br />

-CROSBY AND CO., STATIONERS' COURT.<br />

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-1807.</p>

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-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image1.jpg" width="375" height="302" alt="Petty Puss." />

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-<p class="ph2">I.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Pretty Puss.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 18em; margin-left: 43%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">C</span><span class="smcap">ome</span> pretty Cat!<br /></span>

-<span class="i3">Come here to me!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">I want to pat<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">You on my knee.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span></p>

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 18em; margin-left: 43%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Go, naughty Tray!<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">By barking thus<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">You'll drive away<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">My pretty Puss.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

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-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image2.jpg" width="375" height="307" alt="The Fairing." />

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-<p class="ph2">II.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The Fairing.</i></big></p>

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-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 36em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">O</span><span class="smcap">&nbsp;Dear</span>! what a beautiful Doll<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">My sister has bought at the fair!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">She says I must call it "Miss Poll,"<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And make it a bonnet to wear.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 36em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">O, pretty new Doll! it looks fine;<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Its cheeks are all covered with red<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But, pray, will it always be mine?<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And, pray, may I take it to bed?<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">How kind was my sister to buy<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">This Dolly with hair that will curl<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Perhaps if you want to know why,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She'll tell you, I've been a good girl.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image3.jpg" width="375" height="310" alt="The good Boy." />

-</div>

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-

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-<p class="ph2">III.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The good Boy.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">hen</span> Philip's good mamma was ill,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">The servant begg'd he would be still,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Because the doctor and the nurse<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Had said, that noise would make her worse.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 34em;margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">At night, when Philip went to bed,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">He kiss'd mamma, and whisp'ring said,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">"My dear mamma, I never will<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Make any noise when you are ill."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p>

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-

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image4.jpg" width="375" height="314" alt="Frances and Henry." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">IV.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Frances and Henry.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 38%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">S</span><span class="smcap">ister</span> Frances is sad,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Because Henry is ill;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And she lets the dear lad<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Do whatever he will.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 38%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Left her own little chair,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And got up in a minute,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">When she heard him declare<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">That he wish'd to sit in it.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Now, from this we can tell,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">He will never more tease her;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But, when he is well,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">He will study to please her.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image5.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="The giddy Girl." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">V.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The giddy Girl.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Helen</span> was always too giddy to heed<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">What her mother had told her to shun;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">For frequently, over the street in full speed,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She would cross where the carriages run.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">And out she would go, to a very deep well,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To look at the water below;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">How naughty! to run to a dangerous well,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Where her mother forbade her to go!<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">One morning, intending to take but a peep,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Her foot slipt away from the ground;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Unhappy misfortune! the water was deep<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And giddy Miss Helen was drown'd.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image6.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="The good Scholar." />

-</div>

-

-<p class="ph2">VI.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The good Scholar.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">J</span><span class="smcap">oseph West</span> had been told,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">That if, when he grew old,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">He had not learnt rightly to spell,<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span>

-<span class="i2">Though his writing were good,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">'Twould not be understood,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And Joe said, "I will learn my task well."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i2">And he made it a rule<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To be silent at school,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And what do you think came to pass?<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Why, he learnt it so fast,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">That, from being the last,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">He soon was the first in the class.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image7.jpg" width="375" height="309" alt="Dressed or undressed." />

-</div>

-

-<p class="ph2">VII.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Dressed or undressed.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">hen</span> children are naughty, and will not be drest,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Pray, what do you think is the way?<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Why, often I really believe it is best<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To keep them in night-clothes all day!<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">But then they can have no good breakfast to eat,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Nor walk with their mother and aunt;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">At dinner they'll have neither pudding nor meat,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Nor any thing else that they want.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Then who would be naughty and sit all the day<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">In night-clothes unfit to be seen!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And pray who would lose all their pudding and play<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">For not being dress'd neat and clean?<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image8.jpg" width="375" height="316" alt="Miss Peggy." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">VIII.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Miss Peggy.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 49em; margin-left: 26%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span><span class="smcap">s</span> Peggy was crying aloud for a cake.<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Which her mother had said she should fetch from the wake,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">A gentleman knock'd at the door;</span>

-<span class="i0">He entered the parlour, and show'd much surprise,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">That it really was Peggy who made all the noise,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">For he never had heard her before.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 49em; margin-left: 26%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Miss Peggy, asham'd, and to hide her disgrace,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Took hold of her frock, and quite covered her face,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">For she knew she was naughty just then;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And, instantly wiping the tears from her eyes,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">She promis'd her mother to make no more noise,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And kiss'd her again and again.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span></p>

-

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-

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image9.jpg" width="375" height="310" alt="The Idle Boy." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">IX.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The Idle Boy.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">G</span><span class="smcap">et</span> up, little boy! you are sleeping too long,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Your brother is dress'd, he is singing a song,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">And Tom must be waken'd, O fie<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Come, open the curtains, and let in the light,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">For children should only be sleepy at night,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">When stars may be seen in the sky.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span></p>

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-

-

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image10.jpg" width="375" height="315" alt="Playful Pompey." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">X.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Playful Pompey.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">C</span><span class="smcap">ome</span> hither, little dog, to play,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And do not go so far away,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">But stand and beg for food;<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span>

-<span class="i0">And if your tail I chance to touch,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">You must not snarl so very much,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Pray, Pompey, be not rude.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">The dog can eat, and drink, and sleep,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And help to fetch the cows and sheep:<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">O, see how Pompey begs;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Hark! hark! he says, bow wow! bow wow!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But run away, good Pompey, now,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">You'll tire your little legs.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p>

-

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-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image11.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="Politeness." />

-</div>

-

-<p class="ph2">XI.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Politeness.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">G</span><span class="smcap">ood</span> little boys should never say<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">"I will," and "Give me these;"<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">O, no! that never is the way,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">But, "Mother, if you please."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">And, "If you please," to sister Ann,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Good boys to say are ready;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And, "Yes, Sir," to a gentleman,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And "Yes, Ma'am," to a lady.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image12.jpg" width="375" height="314" alt="Come when you are called." />

-</div>

-

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XII.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Come when you are called.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">here's</span> Susan, and Kitty, and Jane?<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Where's Billy, and Sammy, and Jack?<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">O! there they are, down in the lane,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Go, Betty, and bring them all back.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">But Billy is rude and won't come,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And Sammy is running too fast;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Come, dear little children, come home,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Oh Billy is coming at last.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">I'm glad he remembers what's right,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">For though he likes sliding on ice,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">He should not be long out of sight,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And never want sending for twice.<br /></span>

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image13.jpg" width="375" height="318" alt="The New Dolls." />

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-<p class="ph2">XIII.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>The New Dolls.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i4"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Jenny</span> and Polly<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Had each a new Dolly,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">With rosy-red cheeks and blue eyes;<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span>

-<span class="i4">Dress'd in ribbons and gauze:<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">And they quarrel'd because<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">The dolls were not both of a size!<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i4">O silly Miss Jenny!<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">To be such a ninny,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">To quarrel and make such a noise!<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">For the very same day<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Their mamma sent away<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Their dolls with red cheeks and blue eyes.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image14.jpg" width="375" height="310" alt="Naughty Sam." />

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-<p class="ph2">XIV.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Naughty Sam.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">T</span><span class="smcap">om</span> and Charles once took a walk,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">To see a pretty lamb;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And as they went, began to talk<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Of little naughty Sam,<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span>

-<span class="i0">Who beat his younger brother, Bill,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">And threw him in the dirt;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And when his poor mamma was ill,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">He teased her for a squirt.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">And "I," said Tom, "wont play with Sam,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Although he has a top;"<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But here the pretty little lamb<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">To talking put a stop.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image15.jpg" width="375" height="309" alt="The dizzy Girl." />

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-<p class="ph2">XV.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>The dizzy Girl.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span><span class="smcap">s</span> Frances was playing, and turning around,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Her head grew so giddy, she fell to the ground;<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">'Twas well that she was not much hurt:<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span>

-<span class="i0">But O, what a pity! her frock was so soil'd!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">That had you beheld the unfortunate child,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">You had seen her all covered with dirt.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Her mother was sorry, and said, "Do not cry,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And Mary shall wash you, and make you quite dry,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">If you'll promise to turn round no more."<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">"What, not in the parlour?" the little girl said,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">"No, not in the parlour; for lately I read<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Of a girl who was hurt with the door.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">"She was playing and turning, until her poor head<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Fell against the hard door, and it very much bled,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">And I heard Dr. Camomile tell,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">That he put on a plaister, and covered it up,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Then he gave her some tea, that was bitter to sup,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Or perhaps it had never been well."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image16.jpg" width="375" height="319" alt="Charity." />

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-<p class="ph2">XVI.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Charity.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">D</span><span class="smcap">o</span> you see that old beggar who stands at the door?<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Do not send him away,&mdash;we must pity the poor;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Oh! see how he shivers!&mdash;he's hungry and cold!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">For people can't work when they grow very old.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Go, set near the fire a table and seat;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And Betty shall bring him some bread and some meat.<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">I hope my dear children will always be kind<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Whenever they meet with the aged or blind.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image17.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="Careless Maria." />

-</div>

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-<p class="ph2">XVII.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Careless Maria.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">aria</span> was a careless child,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">And griev'd her friends by this:<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">Where'er she went,<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span>

-<span class="i6">Her clothes were rent,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Her hat and bonnet spoil'd,<br /></span>

-<span class="i15">A careless little miss.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Her gloves and mits were often lost,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Her tippet sadly soil'd;<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">You might have seen<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Where she had been,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">For toys all round were toss'd,<br /></span>

-<span class="i15">O, what a careless child.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">One day her uncle bought a toy,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">That round and round would twirl,<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">But when he found<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">The litter'd ground,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">He said, "I don't tee-totums buy<br /></span>

-<span class="i15">For such a careless girl."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image18.jpg" width="375" height="308" alt="Frighted by a Cow." />

-</div>

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-

-

-<p class="ph2">XVIII.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Frighted by a Cow.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 40%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span>&nbsp;<span class="smcap">very</span> young lady,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">With Susan the maid,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Who carried the baby,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Were one day afraid.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 40%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">They saw a Cow feeding,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Quite harmless and still;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Yet scream'd without heeding<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">The man at the Mill,<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Who, seeing the flutter,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Said, "Cows do no harm;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But give you good butter<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And milk from the farm."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image19.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="Miss Sophia." />

-</div>

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-<p class="ph2">XIX.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Miss Sophia.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Sophy</span>, one fine sunny day,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Left her work and ran away;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">When soon she reach'd the garden gate,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Which finding barr'd, she would not wait,<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span>

-<span class="i0">But tried to climb and scramble o'er<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">A gate as high as any door!<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">But little girls should never climb,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And Sophy wont another time,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">For, when upon the highest rail,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Her frock was caught upon a nail.<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">She lost her hold, and, sad to tell,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Was hurt and bruis'd&mdash;for down she fell!<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image20.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="The New Penny." />

-</div>

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-<p class="ph2">XX.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>The New Penny.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i6"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Ann</span> saw a Man,<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">Quite poor, at a door,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And Ann had a pretty new penny;<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span>

-<span class="i6">Now this the kind Miss<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">Threw pat in his hat,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Although she was left without any.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i6">She meant, as she went,<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">To stop at a shop,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Where cakes she had seen a great many;<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">And buy a fruit-pie,<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">Or take home a cake,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">By spending her pretty new penny.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i6">But well I can tell,<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">When Ann gave the man<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Her money, she wish'd not for any:<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">He said, "I've no bread,"<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">She heard, and preferr'd<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">To give him her pretty new penny.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image21.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="The Canary." />

-</div>

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-<p class="ph2">XXI.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>The Canary.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">ary</span> had a little bird,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">With feathers bright and yellow,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Slender legs,&mdash;upon my word,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">He was a pretty fellow!<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Sweetest notes he always sung,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Which much delighted Mary;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Often where his cage was hung,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She sat to hear Canary.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Crumbs of bread and dainty seeds<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She carried to him daily,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Seeking for the early weeds,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She deck'd his palace gaily.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">This, my little readers, learn,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And ever practice duly;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Songs and smiles of love return<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To friends who love you truly.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image22.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="Lucy and Dicky." />

-</div>

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-<p class="ph2">XXII.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Lucy and Dicky.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Lucy</span> was a charming child,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She never said, "I wont!"<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">If little Dick her playthings spoil'd,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She said, "Pray, Dicky don't."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">He took her waxen doll one day,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And bang'd it round and round,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Then tore its legs and arms away,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And threw them on the ground.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">His good Mamma was angry quite,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And Lucy's tears ran down;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But Dick went supperless that night,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And since has better grown.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image23.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="Falsehood Corrected." />

-</div>

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-<p class="ph2">XXIII.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Falsehood Corrected.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">hen</span> Jacky drown'd our poor cat Tib,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">He told a very naughty fib;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And said he had not drown'd her;<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span>

-<span class="i0">But truth is always soon found out;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">No one but Jack had been about<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">The place where Thomas found her.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i2">And Thomas saw him with the cat,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">(Though Jacky did not know of that)<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">And told papa the trick;<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">He saw him take a slender string,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And round poor pussy's neck then swing<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">A very heavy brick.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i2">His parents being very sad<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To find they had a boy so bad,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">To say what was not true;<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Determin'd to correct him then,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And never was he known again,<br /></span>

-<span class="i4">Such naughty things to do.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span></p>

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-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image24.jpg" width="375" height="319" alt="Going to Bed." />

-</div>

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-<p class="ph2">XXIV.</p>

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-<p class="center"><big><i>Going to Bed.</i></big></p>

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-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 35%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">T</span><span class="smcap">he</span> babe was in the cradle laid,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And Tom had said his prayers;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">When Frances told the nursery maid<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She would not go up stairs,<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 35%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">She cried so loud her mother came<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To ask the reason why;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And said, "O Frances, fie for shame!<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">O fie! O fie! O fie!"<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">But Frances was more naughty still,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And Betty sadly nipp'd;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Until her mother said, "I will,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">I must have Frances whipp'd."<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">For, O how naughty 'tis to cry,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">But worse, much worse to fight!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Instead of running readily,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And calling out good night.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span></p>

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-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image25.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="The Fan." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XXV.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The Fan.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">aria's</span> aunt, who liv'd in town,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Once wrote a letter to her niece;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And sent, wrapp'd up, a new half-crown,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Besides a pretty pocket-piece.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Maria jump'd with joy, and ran<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To tell her sister the good news;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">She said, "I mean to buy a fan,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Come, come along with me to chuse."<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">They quickly tied their hats, and talk'd<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Of yellow, lilac, pink, and green;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But far the sisters had not walk'd<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Before the saddest sight was seen!<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Upon the ground a poor lame man,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Helpless and old, had tumbled down!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">She thought no more about the fan,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">But gave to him her new half-crown.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XXVI.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Dinner.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 32%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Kitty,</span> was rude at the table one day,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And would not sit still on her seat;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Regardless of all that her mother could say,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">From her chair little Kitty kept running away,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">All the time they were eating the meat.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">As soon as she saw that the beef was remov'd,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">She ran to her chair in great haste;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But her mother such giddy behaviour reprov'd,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">By sending away the sweet pudding she lov'd,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Without giving Kitty one taste.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XXVII.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The Chimney Sweeper.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 38em; margin-left: 32%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">S</span><span class="smcap">weep</span>, sweep! sweep, sweep! cries little Jack,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">With brush and bag upon his back,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And black from head to foot;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">While daily as he goes along,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Sweep, sweep! sweep, sweep! is all his song<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Beneath his load of soot.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">But then he was not always black:<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">O no; he once was pretty Jack,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And had a kind papa:<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But, silly child! he ran to play,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Too far from home, a long, long way,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And did not ask mamma.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">So he was lost, and now must creep<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Up chimneys, crying Sweep! sweep! sweep!<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image26.jpg" width="375" height="305" alt="The Rose." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XXVIII.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The Rose.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 30em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanzaq">

-<div class="i0 brk"><span class="quote">"</span><span class="dropcapq">D</span><span class="smcapq">ear</span>

-<span class="mother"> Mother," said a little boy,</span></div></div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 30em; margin-left: 34%;">

-<div class="stanza">

-<div class="i5">"This rose is sweet and red;<br /></div>

-<span class="i4">Then tell me, pray, the reason why<br /></span>

-<span class="i6">I heard you call it dead?<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">"I did not think it was alive,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">I never heard it talk,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Nor did I ever see it strive,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To run about or walk!"<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">"My dearest boy," the mother said,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">"This rose grew on a tree:<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">But now its leaves begin to fade,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And all fall off, you see.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">"Before, when growing on the bough,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">So beautiful and red,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">We say it liv'd; but, with'ring now,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">We say the rose is dead."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image27.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="Poisonous Fruit." />

-</div>

-

-<p class="ph2">XXIX.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Poisonous Fruit.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span><span class="smcap">s</span> Tommy and his sister Jane<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Were walking down a shady lane,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">They saw some berries, bright and red,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">That hung around and over head;<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">And soon the bough they bended down,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">To make the scarlet fruit their own;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And part they ate, and part, in play,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">They threw about, and flung away.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">But long they had not been at home<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Before poor Jane and little Tom<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Were taken, sick and ill, to bed,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And since, I've heard, they both are dead.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Alas! had Tommy understood<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">That fruit in lanes is seldom good,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">He might have walk'd with little Jane<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">Again along the shady lane.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image28.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="Dangerous Sport." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XXX.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>Dangerous Sport.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 48em; margin-left: 28%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">P</span><span class="smcap">oor Peter</span> was burnt by the poker one day,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">When he made it look pretty and red!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">For the beautiful sparks made him think it fine play,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To lift it as high as his head.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 48em; margin-left: 28%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">But, somehow it happen'd, his finger and thumb<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Were terribly scorch'd by the heat;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And he scream'd out aloud for his mother to come,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And stamp'd on the floor with his feet!<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Now if Peter had minded his mother's command,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">His fingers would not have been sore;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And he promis'd again, as she bound up his hand,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To play with hot pokers no more.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image29.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="The Stranger." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XXXI.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big><i>The Stranger.</i></big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">ho</span> knocks so loudly at the gate?<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">The night is dark, the hour is late,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And rain comes pelting down!<br /></span>

-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span>

-<span class="i0">O, 'tis a stranger gone astray!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">That calls to ask the nearest way<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">To yonder little town.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Why, tis a long and dreary mile<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">For one o'ercome with cold and toil;<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Go to him, Charles, and say,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">"Good stranger! here repose to-night,<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And with the morning's earliest light,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">We'll guide you on your way."<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span></p>

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">

-<img src="images/image30.jpg" width="375" height="315" alt="HYMN." />

-</div>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">XXXII.</p>

-

-<p class="center"><big>HYMN.</big></p>

-

-

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">O</span> <span class="smcap">Lord</span>! my infant voice I raise,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Thy holy name to bless!<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">In daily songs of thanks and praise,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">For mercies numberless.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span></p>

-<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">For parents, who have taught me right,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">That thou art good and true;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And though unseen by my weak sight,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">Thou seest all I do.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">Let all my thoughts and actions rise<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">From innocence and truth;<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">And thou, O Lord! wilt not despise<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">The prayer of early youth.<br /></span>

-</div><div class="stanza">

-<span class="i0">As through thy power I live and move,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">And say, "Thy will be done;"<br /></span>

-<span class="i0">O keep, in mercy and in love,<br /></span>

-<span class="i2">The work thou hast begun.<br /></span>

-</div></div>

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-

-

-

-<h3>ILLUSTRATED SHILLING SERIES</h3>

-

-<p class="center"><small>OF</small></p>

-

-<p class="ph2">FORGOTTEN CHILDREN'S BOOKS.</p>

-

-<hr class="r5" />

-

-

-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em;"><big>PUBLISHERS' NOTE.</big></p>

-

-<p><span class="dropcapt">T</span><span class="smcap">he</span> little books printed about a hundred years ago

-"for the amusement of little masters and misses"

-must now be looked for in the cabinets of the curious.

-The type is quaint, the illustrations quainter and the

-grayish tinted paper abounds in obtrusive specks of embedded

-dirt. For the covers, gaudy Dutch gilt paper was

-used, or paper with patchy blobs of startlingly contrasted

-colours laid on with a brush by young people. The text,

-always amusing, is of course redolent of earlier days.</p>

-

-

-

-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;">1899-1900.</p>

-

-<p class="center">LONDON: PUBLISHED BY<br />

-The Leadenhall Prefs, Ltd: 50, Leadenhall Street, E.C.<br />

-<i>Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent &amp; Co., Ltd:</i></p>

-

-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 153-157 Fifth Avenue.</i></p>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-<p style="margin-top: 3em;">1. THE DAISY; <span class="smcap">or, Cautionary Stories in

-Verse</span>, adapted to Ideas of Children from

-Four to Eight Years Old. 1807.</p>

-

-<p style="margin-top: 1em;">Re-prints of this laughter-laden little book, written

-by Mrs. <span class="smcap">Elizabeth Turner</span>, followed each other right

-up to about 1850: in the illustrated edition before the

-reader, nothing is omitted and nothing is added.</p>

-

-<p style="margin-top: 1em;">With a view to greater profit, the publisher discarded

-the pretty copperplates which adorned the first edition

-(now a thing of price) substituting roughly cut wooden

-blocks.</p>

-

-<p style="margin-top: 3em;">2. THE COWSLIP; <span class="smcap">or, More Cautionary

-Stories in Verse</span>. By the author of that

-much-admired little work, entitled <span class="smcap">The

-Daisy</span>. 1811.</p>

-

-<p style="margin-top: 1em;">Under this title in 1811 Mrs. Turner wrote some

-more Cautionary Stories which became almost as popular

-as <i>The Daisy</i>. She also wrote other books of poetry

-for children, including <i>The Crocus</i>, <i>The Pink</i>, and <i>Short

-Poems</i>; but none had the charm or vogue of <i>The Daisy</i>

-and <i>The Cowslip</i>.</p>

-

-<p style="margin-top: 3em;">3. NEW RIDDLE-BOOK. By <span class="smcap">John-the-Giant-Killer</span>,

-Esquire. 1778.</p>

-

-<p>This covetable little book, published by F(rancis)

-Newbery, Jun. and T(homas) Carnan, the son and stepson

-of John Newbery, had been issued by their father at

-least twenty years earlier than the date on the title-page.

-The opening note concerning Francis, the nephew of

-John Newbery, relates to family differences which need

-not here be referred to. There would seem to be no

-copyright in riddles, at any rate one finds the same

-hoary-heads in other collections.</p>

-

-<p>The destructive fingers of little riddle-readers have

-been the means of causing thousands of copies of this

-amusing book to disappear, and to obtain an original

-copy is now almost impossible. The quaintness of the

-wood-cut pictorial answers should appeal to the modern

-reader.</p>

-

-

-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>It is intended to continue this Illustrated Shilling Series of</i><br />

-<span class="smcap">Forgotten Children's Books</span>.</p>

-

-<p class="center" style="margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>OTHER VOLUMES ARE IN PREPARATION.</i></p>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-

-

-

-<h2><i>SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE.</i></h2>

-

-

-<p style="text-align: left;">PAGES AND PICTURES FROM FORGOTTEN

-CHILDREN'S BOOKS. Brought together and introduced

-to the Reader by <span class="smcap">Andrew W. Tuer</span>, F.S.A. Four hundred

-illustrations; five hundred pages, handsomely bound, top edge

-gilt, silk book-marker. LONDON: The Leadenhall Press,

-Ltd: 50, Leadenhall-street, E.C.<span style="padding-left: 60%;">[Six Shillings.</span></p>

-

-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em;">One hundred large paper copies at a Guinea, net.</p>

-

-

-<p class="ph2"><i>SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE.</i></p>

-

-

-<p style="text-align: left;">STORIES FROM OLD-FASHIONED CHILDREN'S

-BOOKS brought together and introduced to the

-Reader by <span class="smcap">Andrew W. Tuer</span>, F.S.A. Adorned with 250

-amusing cuts. Nearly 500 pages: handsomely and attractively

-bound. LONDON: The Leadenhall Press, Ltd: 50, Leadenhall-street,

-E.C.<span style="padding-left: 78%;">[Six Shillings.</span></p>

-

-

-<p class="ph2">THESE ARE QUITE INDEPENDENT VOLUMES.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-

-

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">

-<img src="images/cover-image-back1.jpg" width="600" height="790" alt="Back cover" />

-<div class="transnote covernote">

-<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;">The back cover image was repaired by the transcriber and is placed in the public domain.</p>

-</div></div>

-

-<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />

-

-

-

-

-<div class="transnote">

-<h2>TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE:</h2>

-

-<p>Obvious printer errors have been corrected. Otherwise, the

-author's original spelling, punctuation and hyphenation have

-been left intact.</p>

-</div>

-

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+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
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+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 2em;"><big>THE</big></p>
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+<p class="ph2">DAISY,</p>
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+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 3em: margin-bottom: 1em;"><small>OR</small></p>
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+<h3><i>CAUTIONARY STORIES</i>,</h3>
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+<h1>DAISY;</h1>
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+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><big>OR,</big></p>
+
+<p class="ph2"><i>CAUTIONARY STORIES IN VERSE.</i></p>
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><small>ADAPTED TO THE</small></p>
+
+<p class="ph2">IDEAS OF CHILDREN</p>
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1.5em;"><small>FROM</small></p>
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>Four to Eight Years Old.</i></p>
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+<hr class="r5" />
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+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 2em;"><big>ILLUSTRATED WITH THIRTY ENGRAVINGS.</big></p>
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-bottom: 1em;">London:</p>
+
+<p class="center">PRINTED FOR J. HARRIS, SUCCESSOR TO E. NEWBERY,<br />
+CORNER OF ST. PAUL'S CHURCH YARD; AND<br />
+CROSBY AND CO., STATIONERS' COURT.<br />
+<br />
+1807.</p>
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+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span></p>
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+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span></p>
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+<span class="i2">By barking thus<br /></span>
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+<span class="i2">My pretty Puss.<br /></span>
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+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span></p>
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+<p class="ph2">II.</p>
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+<p class="center"><big><i>The Fairing.</i></big></p>
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+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 36em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">O</span><span class="smcap">&nbsp;Dear</span>! what a beautiful Doll<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">My sister has bought at the fair!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She says I must call it "Miss Poll,"<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And make it a bonnet to wear.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 36em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">O, pretty new Doll! it looks fine;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Its cheeks are all covered with red<br /></span>
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+<span class="i2">And, pray, may I take it to bed?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">How kind was my sister to buy<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">This Dolly with hair that will curl<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Perhaps if you want to know why,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She'll tell you, I've been a good girl.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span></p>
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+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image3.jpg" width="375" height="310" alt="The good Boy." />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="ph2">III.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The good Boy.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">hen</span> Philip's good mamma was ill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The servant begg'd he would be still,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Because the doctor and the nurse<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Had said, that noise would make her worse.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 34em;margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">At night, when Philip went to bed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He kiss'd mamma, and whisp'ring said,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"My dear mamma, I never will<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Make any noise when you are ill."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image4.jpg" width="375" height="314" alt="Frances and Henry." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">IV.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Frances and Henry.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 38%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">S</span><span class="smcap">ister</span> Frances is sad,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Because Henry is ill;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And she lets the dear lad<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Do whatever he will.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 38%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Left her own little chair,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And got up in a minute,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When she heard him declare<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">That he wish'd to sit in it.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now, from this we can tell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">He will never more tease her;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But, when he is well,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">He will study to please her.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image5.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="The giddy Girl." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">V.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The giddy Girl.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Helen</span> was always too giddy to heed<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">What her mother had told her to shun;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For frequently, over the street in full speed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She would cross where the carriages run.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And out she would go, to a very deep well,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To look at the water below;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">How naughty! to run to a dangerous well,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Where her mother forbade her to go!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">One morning, intending to take but a peep,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Her foot slipt away from the ground;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Unhappy misfortune! the water was deep<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And giddy Miss Helen was drown'd.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;" src="images/image6.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="The good Scholar." />
+</div>
+
+<p class="ph2">VI.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The good Scholar.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">J</span><span class="smcap">oseph West</span> had been told,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">That if, when he grew old,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He had not learnt rightly to spell,<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span>
+<span class="i2">Though his writing were good,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">'Twould not be understood,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Joe said, "I will learn my task well."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">And he made it a rule<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To be silent at school,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And what do you think came to pass?<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Why, he learnt it so fast,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">That, from being the last,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He soon was the first in the class.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image7.jpg" width="375" height="309" alt="Dressed or undressed." />
+</div>
+
+<p class="ph2">VII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Dressed or undressed.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">hen</span> children are naughty, and will not be drest,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Pray, what do you think is the way?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Why, often I really believe it is best<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To keep them in night-clothes all day!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But then they can have no good breakfast to eat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Nor walk with their mother and aunt;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">At dinner they'll have neither pudding nor meat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Nor any thing else that they want.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Then who would be naughty and sit all the day<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">In night-clothes unfit to be seen!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And pray who would lose all their pudding and play<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For not being dress'd neat and clean?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image8.jpg" width="375" height="316" alt="Miss Peggy." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">VIII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Miss Peggy.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 49em; margin-left: 26%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span><span class="smcap">s</span> Peggy was crying aloud for a cake.<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Which her mother had said she should fetch from the wake,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A gentleman knock'd at the door;</span>
+<span class="i0">He entered the parlour, and show'd much surprise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That it really was Peggy who made all the noise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For he never had heard her before.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 49em; margin-left: 26%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Miss Peggy, asham'd, and to hide her disgrace,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Took hold of her frock, and quite covered her face,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For she knew she was naughty just then;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And, instantly wiping the tears from her eyes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She promis'd her mother to make no more noise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And kiss'd her again and again.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image9.jpg" width="375" height="310" alt="The Idle Boy." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">IX.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The Idle Boy.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">G</span><span class="smcap">et</span> up, little boy! you are sleeping too long,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Your brother is dress'd, he is singing a song,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And Tom must be waken'd, O fie<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 31%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Come, open the curtains, and let in the light,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For children should only be sleepy at night,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">When stars may be seen in the sky.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image10.jpg" width="375" height="315" alt="Playful Pompey." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">X.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Playful Pompey.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">C</span><span class="smcap">ome</span> hither, little dog, to play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And do not go so far away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">But stand and beg for food;<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">And if your tail I chance to touch,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You must not snarl so very much,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Pray, Pompey, be not rude.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The dog can eat, and drink, and sleep,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And help to fetch the cows and sheep:<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">O, see how Pompey begs;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Hark! hark! he says, bow wow! bow wow!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But run away, good Pompey, now,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">You'll tire your little legs.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image11.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="Politeness." />
+</div>
+
+<p class="ph2">XI.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Politeness.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">G</span><span class="smcap">ood</span> little boys should never say<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">"I will," and "Give me these;"<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O, no! that never is the way,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">But, "Mother, if you please."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And, "If you please," to sister Ann,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Good boys to say are ready;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And, "Yes, Sir," to a gentleman,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And "Yes, Ma'am," to a lady.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image12.jpg" width="375" height="314" alt="Come when you are called." />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Come when you are called.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">here's</span> Susan, and Kitty, and Jane?<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Where's Billy, and Sammy, and Jack?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O! there they are, down in the lane,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Go, Betty, and bring them all back.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But Billy is rude and won't come,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And Sammy is running too fast;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Come, dear little children, come home,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Oh Billy is coming at last.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I'm glad he remembers what's right,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For though he likes sliding on ice,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He should not be long out of sight,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And never want sending for twice.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image13.jpg" width="375" height="318" alt="The New Dolls." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XIII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The New Dolls.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Jenny</span> and Polly<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Had each a new Dolly,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With rosy-red cheeks and blue eyes;<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span>
+<span class="i4">Dress'd in ribbons and gauze:<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And they quarrel'd because<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The dolls were not both of a size!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">O silly Miss Jenny!<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">To be such a ninny,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To quarrel and make such a noise!<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">For the very same day<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Their mamma sent away<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Their dolls with red cheeks and blue eyes.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image14.jpg" width="375" height="310" alt="Naughty Sam." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XIV.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Naughty Sam.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">T</span><span class="smcap">om</span> and Charles once took a walk,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">To see a pretty lamb;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And as they went, began to talk<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Of little naughty Sam,<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">Who beat his younger brother, Bill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And threw him in the dirt;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And when his poor mamma was ill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">He teased her for a squirt.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And "I," said Tom, "wont play with Sam,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Although he has a top;"<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But here the pretty little lamb<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">To talking put a stop.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image15.jpg" width="375" height="309" alt="The dizzy Girl." />
+</div>
+
+<p class="ph2">XV.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The dizzy Girl.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span><span class="smcap">s</span> Frances was playing, and turning around,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Her head grew so giddy, she fell to the ground;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">'Twas well that she was not much hurt:<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">But O, what a pity! her frock was so soil'd!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That had you beheld the unfortunate child,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">You had seen her all covered with dirt.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Her mother was sorry, and said, "Do not cry,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Mary shall wash you, and make you quite dry,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">If you'll promise to turn round no more."<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"What, not in the parlour?" the little girl said,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"No, not in the parlour; for lately I read<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Of a girl who was hurt with the door.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"She was playing and turning, until her poor head<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fell against the hard door, and it very much bled,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And I heard Dr. Camomile tell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That he put on a plaister, and covered it up,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Then he gave her some tea, that was bitter to sup,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Or perhaps it had never been well."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image16.jpg" width="375" height="319" alt="Charity." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XVI.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Charity.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">D</span><span class="smcap">o</span> you see that old beggar who stands at the door?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Do not send him away,&mdash;we must pity the poor;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Oh! see how he shivers!&mdash;he's hungry and cold!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For people can't work when they grow very old.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 30%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Go, set near the fire a table and seat;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Betty shall bring him some bread and some meat.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I hope my dear children will always be kind<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Whenever they meet with the aged or blind.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image17.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="Careless Maria." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XVII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Careless Maria.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">aria</span> was a careless child,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And griev'd her friends by this:<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Where'er she went,<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span>
+<span class="i6">Her clothes were rent,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Her hat and bonnet spoil'd,<br /></span>
+<span class="i15">A careless little miss.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Her gloves and mits were often lost,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Her tippet sadly soil'd;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">You might have seen<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Where she had been,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For toys all round were toss'd,<br /></span>
+<span class="i15">O, what a careless child.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">One day her uncle bought a toy,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">That round and round would twirl,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">But when he found<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">The litter'd ground,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He said, "I don't tee-totums buy<br /></span>
+<span class="i15">For such a careless girl."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image18.jpg" width="375" height="308" alt="Frighted by a Cow." />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XVIII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Frighted by a Cow.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 40%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span>&nbsp;<span class="smcap">very</span> young lady,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">With Susan the maid,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Who carried the baby,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Were one day afraid.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 40%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">They saw a Cow feeding,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Quite harmless and still;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Yet scream'd without heeding<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The man at the Mill,<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Who, seeing the flutter,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Said, "Cows do no harm;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But give you good butter<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And milk from the farm."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image19.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="Miss Sophia." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XIX.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Miss Sophia.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Sophy</span>, one fine sunny day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Left her work and ran away;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When soon she reach'd the garden gate,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Which finding barr'd, she would not wait,<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">But tried to climb and scramble o'er<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A gate as high as any door!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But little girls should never climb,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Sophy wont another time,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For, when upon the highest rail,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Her frock was caught upon a nail.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She lost her hold, and, sad to tell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Was hurt and bruis'd&mdash;for down she fell!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image20.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="The New Penny." />
+</div>
+
+<p class="ph2">XX.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The New Penny.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Ann</span> saw a Man,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Quite poor, at a door,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Ann had a pretty new penny;<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span>
+<span class="i6">Now this the kind Miss<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Threw pat in his hat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Although she was left without any.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 42em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">She meant, as she went,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">To stop at a shop,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where cakes she had seen a great many;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">And buy a fruit-pie,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Or take home a cake,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By spending her pretty new penny.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">But well I can tell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">When Ann gave the man<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Her money, she wish'd not for any:<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">He said, "I've no bread,"<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">She heard, and preferr'd<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To give him her pretty new penny.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image21.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="The Canary." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXI.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The Canary.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">ary</span> had a little bird,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">With feathers bright and yellow,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Slender legs,&mdash;upon my word,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">He was a pretty fellow!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 36%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Sweetest notes he always sung,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Which much delighted Mary;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Often where his cage was hung,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She sat to hear Canary.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Crumbs of bread and dainty seeds<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She carried to him daily,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Seeking for the early weeds,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She deck'd his palace gaily.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">This, my little readers, learn,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And ever practice duly;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Songs and smiles of love return<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To friends who love you truly.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image22.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="Lucy and Dicky." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Lucy and Dicky.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Lucy</span> was a charming child,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She never said, "I wont!"<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">If little Dick her playthings spoil'd,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She said, "Pray, Dicky don't."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 40em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">He took her waxen doll one day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And bang'd it round and round,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Then tore its legs and arms away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And threw them on the ground.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">His good Mamma was angry quite,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And Lucy's tears ran down;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But Dick went supperless that night,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And since has better grown.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image23.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="Falsehood Corrected." />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXIII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Falsehood Corrected.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">hen</span> Jacky drown'd our poor cat Tib,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">He told a very naughty fib;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And said he had not drown'd her;<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">But truth is always soon found out;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">No one but Jack had been about<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The place where Thomas found her.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34.5%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">And Thomas saw him with the cat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">(Though Jacky did not know of that)<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And told papa the trick;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">He saw him take a slender string,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And round poor pussy's neck then swing<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">A very heavy brick.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">His parents being very sad<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To find they had a boy so bad,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">To say what was not true;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Determin'd to correct him then,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And never was he known again,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Such naughty things to do.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image24.jpg" width="375" height="319" alt="Going to Bed." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXIV.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Going to Bed.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 35%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">T</span><span class="smcap">he</span> babe was in the cradle laid,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And Tom had said his prayers;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When Frances told the nursery maid<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She would not go up stairs,<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 35%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">She cried so loud her mother came<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To ask the reason why;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And said, "O Frances, fie for shame!<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">O fie! O fie! O fie!"<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But Frances was more naughty still,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And Betty sadly nipp'd;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Until her mother said, "I will,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">I must have Frances whipp'd."<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">For, O how naughty 'tis to cry,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">But worse, much worse to fight!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Instead of running readily,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And calling out good night.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image25.jpg" width="375" height="313" alt="The Fan." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXV.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The Fan.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">aria's</span> aunt, who liv'd in town,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Once wrote a letter to her niece;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And sent, wrapp'd up, a new half-crown,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Besides a pretty pocket-piece.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Maria jump'd with joy, and ran<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To tell her sister the good news;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She said, "I mean to buy a fan,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Come, come along with me to chuse."<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">They quickly tied their hats, and talk'd<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Of yellow, lilac, pink, and green;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But far the sisters had not walk'd<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Before the saddest sight was seen!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Upon the ground a poor lame man,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Helpless and old, had tumbled down!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She thought no more about the fan,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">But gave to him her new half-crown.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXVI.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Dinner.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 32%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">M</span><span class="smcap">iss Kitty,</span> was rude at the table one day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And would not sit still on her seat;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Regardless of all that her mother could say,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">From her chair little Kitty kept running away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">All the time they were eating the meat.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">As soon as she saw that the beef was remov'd,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She ran to her chair in great haste;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But her mother such giddy behaviour reprov'd,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By sending away the sweet pudding she lov'd,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Without giving Kitty one taste.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXVII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The Chimney Sweeper.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 38em; margin-left: 32%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">S</span><span class="smcap">weep</span>, sweep! sweep, sweep! cries little Jack,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With brush and bag upon his back,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And black from head to foot;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">While daily as he goes along,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Sweep, sweep! sweep, sweep! is all his song<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Beneath his load of soot.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But then he was not always black:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O no; he once was pretty Jack,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And had a kind papa:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But, silly child! he ran to play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Too far from home, a long, long way,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And did not ask mamma.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">So he was lost, and now must creep<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Up chimneys, crying Sweep! sweep! sweep!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image26.jpg" width="375" height="305" alt="The Rose." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXVIII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The Rose.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 30em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanzaq">
+<div class="i0 brk"><span class="quote">"</span><span class="dropcapq">D</span><span class="smcapq">ear</span>
+<span class="mother"> Mother," said a little boy,</span></div></div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 30em; margin-left: 34%;">
+<div class="stanza">
+<div class="i5">"This rose is sweet and red;<br /></div>
+<span class="i4">Then tell me, pray, the reason why<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">I heard you call it dead?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 34em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"I did not think it was alive,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">I never heard it talk,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Nor did I ever see it strive,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To run about or walk!"<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"My dearest boy," the mother said,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">"This rose grew on a tree:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But now its leaves begin to fade,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And all fall off, you see.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Before, when growing on the bough,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">So beautiful and red,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">We say it liv'd; but, with'ring now,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">We say the rose is dead."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image27.jpg" width="375" height="312" alt="Poisonous Fruit." />
+</div>
+
+<p class="ph2">XXIX.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Poisonous Fruit.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">A</span><span class="smcap">s</span> Tommy and his sister Jane<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Were walking down a shady lane,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">They saw some berries, bright and red,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That hung around and over head;<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 33%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And soon the bough they bended down,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To make the scarlet fruit their own;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And part they ate, and part, in play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">They threw about, and flung away.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But long they had not been at home<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Before poor Jane and little Tom<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Were taken, sick and ill, to bed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And since, I've heard, they both are dead.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Alas! had Tommy understood<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That fruit in lanes is seldom good,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He might have walk'd with little Jane<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Again along the shady lane.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image28.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="Dangerous Sport." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXX.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>Dangerous Sport.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 48em; margin-left: 28%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">P</span><span class="smcap">oor Peter</span> was burnt by the poker one day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">When he made it look pretty and red!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For the beautiful sparks made him think it fine play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To lift it as high as his head.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 48em; margin-left: 28%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But, somehow it happen'd, his finger and thumb<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Were terribly scorch'd by the heat;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And he scream'd out aloud for his mother to come,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And stamp'd on the floor with his feet!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now if Peter had minded his mother's command,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">His fingers would not have been sore;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And he promis'd again, as she bound up his hand,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To play with hot pokers no more.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image29.jpg" width="375" height="311" alt="The Stranger." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXXI.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big><i>The Stranger.</i></big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span><span class="smcap">ho</span> knocks so loudly at the gate?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The night is dark, the hour is late,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And rain comes pelting down!<br /></span>
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">O, 'tis a stranger gone astray!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That calls to ask the nearest way<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To yonder little town.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Why, tis a long and dreary mile<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For one o'ercome with cold and toil;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Go to him, Charles, and say,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"Good stranger! here repose to-night,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And with the morning's earliest light,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">We'll guide you on your way."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/image30.jpg" width="375" height="315" alt="HYMN." />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">XXXII.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><big>HYMN.</big></p>
+
+
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">O</span> <span class="smcap">Lord</span>! my infant voice I raise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Thy holy name to bless!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In daily songs of thanks and praise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For mercies numberless.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem" style="width: 43em; margin-left: 34%;"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">For parents, who have taught me right,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">That thou art good and true;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And though unseen by my weak sight,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Thou seest all I do.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Let all my thoughts and actions rise<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">From innocence and truth;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And thou, O Lord! wilt not despise<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The prayer of early youth.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">As through thy power I live and move,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And say, "Thy will be done;"<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O keep, in mercy and in love,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The work thou hast begun.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+
+
+
+<h3>ILLUSTRATED SHILLING SERIES</h3>
+
+<p class="center"><small>OF</small></p>
+
+<p class="ph2">FORGOTTEN CHILDREN'S BOOKS.</p>
+
+<hr class="r5" />
+
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em;"><big>PUBLISHERS' NOTE.</big></p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcapt">T</span><span class="smcap">he</span> little books printed about a hundred years ago
+"for the amusement of little masters and misses"
+must now be looked for in the cabinets of the curious.
+The type is quaint, the illustrations quainter and the
+grayish tinted paper abounds in obtrusive specks of embedded
+dirt. For the covers, gaudy Dutch gilt paper was
+used, or paper with patchy blobs of startlingly contrasted
+colours laid on with a brush by young people. The text,
+always amusing, is of course redolent of earlier days.</p>
+
+
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;">1899-1900.</p>
+
+<p class="center">LONDON: PUBLISHED BY<br />
+The Leadenhall Prefs, Ltd: 50, Leadenhall Street, E.C.<br />
+<i>Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent &amp; Co., Ltd:</i></p>
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 153-157 Fifth Avenue.</i></p>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+<p style="margin-top: 3em;">1. THE DAISY; <span class="smcap">or, Cautionary Stories in
+Verse</span>, adapted to Ideas of Children from
+Four to Eight Years Old. 1807.</p>
+
+<p style="margin-top: 1em;">Re-prints of this laughter-laden little book, written
+by Mrs. <span class="smcap">Elizabeth Turner</span>, followed each other right
+up to about 1850: in the illustrated edition before the
+reader, nothing is omitted and nothing is added.</p>
+
+<p style="margin-top: 1em;">With a view to greater profit, the publisher discarded
+the pretty copperplates which adorned the first edition
+(now a thing of price) substituting roughly cut wooden
+blocks.</p>
+
+<p style="margin-top: 3em;">2. THE COWSLIP; <span class="smcap">or, More Cautionary
+Stories in Verse</span>. By the author of that
+much-admired little work, entitled <span class="smcap">The
+Daisy</span>. 1811.</p>
+
+<p style="margin-top: 1em;">Under this title in 1811 Mrs. Turner wrote some
+more Cautionary Stories which became almost as popular
+as <i>The Daisy</i>. She also wrote other books of poetry
+for children, including <i>The Crocus</i>, <i>The Pink</i>, and <i>Short
+Poems</i>; but none had the charm or vogue of <i>The Daisy</i>
+and <i>The Cowslip</i>.</p>
+
+<p style="margin-top: 3em;">3. NEW RIDDLE-BOOK. By <span class="smcap">John-the-Giant-Killer</span>,
+Esquire. 1778.</p>
+
+<p>This covetable little book, published by F(rancis)
+Newbery, Jun. and T(homas) Carnan, the son and stepson
+of John Newbery, had been issued by their father at
+least twenty years earlier than the date on the title-page.
+The opening note concerning Francis, the nephew of
+John Newbery, relates to family differences which need
+not here be referred to. There would seem to be no
+copyright in riddles, at any rate one finds the same
+hoary-heads in other collections.</p>
+
+<p>The destructive fingers of little riddle-readers have
+been the means of causing thousands of copies of this
+amusing book to disappear, and to obtain an original
+copy is now almost impossible. The quaintness of the
+wood-cut pictorial answers should appeal to the modern
+reader.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 2em; margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>It is intended to continue this Illustrated Shilling Series of</i><br />
+<span class="smcap">Forgotten Children's Books</span>.</p>
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-bottom: 1em;"><i>OTHER VOLUMES ARE IN PREPARATION.</i></p>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+
+
+
+<h2><i>SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE.</i></h2>
+
+
+<p style="text-align: left;">PAGES AND PICTURES FROM FORGOTTEN
+CHILDREN'S BOOKS. Brought together and introduced
+to the Reader by <span class="smcap">Andrew W. Tuer</span>, F.S.A. Four hundred
+illustrations; five hundred pages, handsomely bound, top edge
+gilt, silk book-marker. LONDON: The Leadenhall Press,
+Ltd: 50, Leadenhall-street, E.C.<span style="padding-left: 60%;">[Six Shillings.</span></p>
+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em;">One hundred large paper copies at a Guinea, net.</p>
+
+
+<p class="ph2"><i>SMILES AND LAUGHTER IN EVERY PAGE.</i></p>
+
+
+<p style="text-align: left;">STORIES FROM OLD-FASHIONED CHILDREN'S
+BOOKS brought together and introduced to the
+Reader by <span class="smcap">Andrew W. Tuer</span>, F.S.A. Adorned with 250
+amusing cuts. Nearly 500 pages: handsomely and attractively
+bound. LONDON: The Leadenhall Press, Ltd: 50, Leadenhall-street,
+E.C.<span style="padding-left: 78%;">[Six Shillings.</span></p>
+
+
+<p class="ph2">THESE ARE QUITE INDEPENDENT VOLUMES.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/cover-image-back1.jpg" width="600" height="790" alt="Back cover" />
+<div class="transnote covernote">
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;">The back cover image was repaired by the transcriber and is placed in the public domain.</p>
+</div></div>
+
+<hr class="chap" style="page-break-after: always;" />
+
+
+
+
+<div class="transnote">
+<h2>TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE:</h2>
+
+<p>Obvious printer errors have been corrected. Otherwise, the
+author's original spelling, punctuation and hyphenation have
+been left intact.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45082 ***</div>
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