Aunt Kitty's Stories Part 16

John Cook had a little gray mare; he, haw, hum!

Her back stood up, and her bones they were bare; he, haw, hum!

John Cook was riding up Shuter's bank; he, haw, hum!

And there his nag did kick and prank; he, haw, hum!

John Cook was riding up Shuter's hill; he, haw, hum!

His mare fell down and she made her will; he, haw, hum!

The bridle and saddle were laid on the shelf; he, haw, hum!

If you want any more you may sing it yourself; he, haw, hum!

Dingty, diddlety, my mammy's maid, She stole oranges, I am afraid; Some in her pocket, some in her sleeve, She stole oranges, I do believe.

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A horse and cart Had Billy Smart, To play with when it pleased him; The cart he'd load By the side of the road, And be happy if no one teased him.

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Who ever saw a rabbit Dressed in a riding habit, Gallop off to see her friends, in this style?

I should not be surprised If my lady is capsized, Before she has ridden half a mile.

Boys and girls, come out to play, The moon does shine as bright as day, Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And meet your play-fellows in the street; Come with a whoop, and come with a call, And come with a good will, or not at all.

Up the ladder and down the wall, A half-penny roll will serve us all.

You'll find milk and I'll find flour, And we'll have pudding in half an hour.

Jog on, jog on, the footpath way, And merrily jump the stile, boys, A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad one tires in a mile, boys.

Hush-a-bye, baby, upon the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down tumble cradle and baby and all.

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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 meat was remov'd She ran to her chair in great haste; But her mother such giddy behavior reprov'd, By sending away the sweet pudding she lov'd, Without giving Kitty one taste.

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THE NEW DOLL.

Miss Jenny and Polly Had each a new Dolly, With rosy-red cheeks and blue eyes, Dress'd in ribands and gauze: And they quarreled 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 mama sent away Their dolls with red cheeks and blue eyes.

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GETTING UP.

Baby, baby, ope your eye, For the sun is in the sky, And he's peeping once again Through the frosty window pane; Little baby, do not keep Any longer, fast asleep.

There now, sit in mother's lap, That she may untie your cap, For the little strings have got Twisted into _such_ a knot; Ah! for shame,--you've been at play With the bobbin, as you lay.

There it comes,--now let us see Where your petticoats can be; O,--they're in the window seat, Folded very smooth and neat: When my baby older grows _She_ shall double up her clothes.

Now one pretty little kiss, For dressing you so neat as this, And before we go down stairs, Don't forget to say your pray'rs, For 'tis G.o.d who loves to keep Little babies in their sleep.

The Linnet's Nest.

Quick from the garden, Charles ran in, With look of joy, and voice of glee; A Linnet's nest, Papa, I've seen: O come--'tis in the Apple-tree.

Four little birds I just could see, And then I ran to tell you here: For Puss was waiting near the tree, And she will get them all, I fear.