Aunt Kitty's Stories Part 3

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THE LITTLE COWARD.

Why here's a foolish little man!

Laugh at him, Donkey, if you can: And Cat and Dog, and Cow and Calf Come, ev'ry one of you and laugh!

For, only think, he runs away, If honest Donkey does but bray; And when the Bull begins to bellow He's like a crazy little fellow!

Poor Brindle Cow can hardly pa.s.s Along the hedge to nip the gra.s.s, Or wag her tail to lash the flies, But off the little b.o.o.by hies!

And when old Tray comes running too, With bow, wow, wow, for how d'ye do, And means it all for civil play, 'Tis sure to make him run away!

But all the while you're thinking, may be Ah! well, but this must be a baby.

O, cat and dog, and cow and calf, I'm not surpris'd to see you laugh, He's five years old, and almost half!

Idle Children.

Children who with idle habits From the school-room haste away, Wis.h.i.+ng out of doors to ramble Ere they do their lessons say--

They shall have no tasks or reading, But they must to school be sent, Because they are a bad life leading, And this shall be their punishment.

But those who quickly say their lessons, By mama shall still be taught, And afterwards, nice stories telling, Shall hear the books papa has bought.

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THE LITTLE GIRL THAT BEAT HER SISTER.

Go, go, my naughty girl, and kiss Your little sister dear; I must not have such things as this, Nor noisy quarrels hear.

What! little children scold and fight, That ought to be so mild; O Mary, 'tis a shocking sight To see an angry child.

I can't imagine, for my part, The reason of your folly: As if she did you any hurt, By playing with your dolly!

See, how the little tears do run Fast from her watery eye; Come, my sweet innocent, have done, 'Twill do no good to cry.

Go, Mary, wipe her tears away, And make it up with kisses; And never turn a pretty play To such a pet as this is.

A VERY GOOD BOY.

Mama, my head (poor William said) So very badly aches, Tell Brother there, I cannot bear The tiresome noise he makes.

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I'm sure, said John, if I had known, Dear Brother, you were ill, I would have read, or drawn, instead, And have remain'd quite still.

Good boys, said she, O ever be Thus kind to one another; I am, my dear, much pleased to hear Your answer to your Brother.

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THE PLUM CAKE.

Let us buy, Said Sally Fry; Something nice, Said Betsy Price; What shall it be?

Said Kitty Lee; A nice plum cake, Said Lucy Wake.

A piece for me, Said Kitty Lee; A slice I'll take, Said Lucy Wake; Give me a slice, Said Betsy Price; All by-and-by, Said Sally Fry.

I'll save some cake, Said Lucy Wake; And so will I, Said Sally Fry; Well, I'll agree, Said Kitty Lee; 'Twill do for twice, Said Betsy Price.

A piece with ice, Said Betsy Price; I'll put some by, Said Sally Fry; The third for me, Said Kitty Lee; The fourth I'll take Said Lucy Wake.

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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 one peep, Her foot slipt away from the ground; Unhappy misfortune! the water was deep, And giddy Miss Helen was drown'd.

THE FLOWER AND THE LITTLE MISS.

About getting up.