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Cautionary Stories in Verse.
As Peggy was crying aloud for a cake,
Which her modier had saislie shouldletchfrim&th
A gendleinaaiknoek'd at the door;
He etterc thdie parlour, aLshew'd muiieh srp-Lse;
Thatitreali was Peg'gyvwomade an the noise,
For he never had heacrd h-er before.
Miss Pegty asham'd and. to hil-e her disgeacee,
Tookbold ofb her f-ock,nau quite eover'dherfaee,
For Aeknew she was naughtyjust then;
Aiiudat na-dy wiping the rea'fi-om her eyeS,
She promis'd- her- mo iher to make noloure no.se,
And. kis'A her again aud. again.
CAUTIONARY". R STORIES IN VERS.E.
ADAPTED TO THE
IDEAS OF CHILDREN
Four to Eight Years Old.
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j.LUSTR.ATED WITH SIXTEEN ENGRAVINd6
ON COPPkR PLATE.
PUBLISHED BY JACOB JOHNSON, NO. 147,
S(J. ADA .MS- PIUMTER.,
Drest or Undrest.
WHEN children are naughty, and will not be drest,
Pray what do you think is the way?
Why, often I really believt it is best
To keep them in night-clothts 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 Ithey 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 puddingand play
For not being drest neat and clean?
The good Scholar. -
JOSEPH WVEST 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 in school,
And, what do you think came to pass?
Why, he learnt it so fast,
That from beig the last,
He soon was the first in his class.
The giddy Girl.
Mi s sHEL E N wasalwaystoo giddyto heed
What her mother had told her to shun;
For frequentlyoverthe street, in full st"
And dut she would go, to a very deep well,
To look at the water below;
How naughty to run to a dangeroVs well,
WVhee her mother forbade her to goI
One morning, intending to take but one-
Her foot slipp'd away from the ground;
Unhappy misfortune the water was deep,
And giddy Miss Helen was drown'd.
I ~ 0 -~
Prances and Ienry A
SISTER Frances is sad,
Beca-nse Hcnrv is ill;
4nd she lets the dearad
Do whatever he viil. /
Left her own littV chair, '
And got up/ a mi,,'e,
lWhen she hed hirdrclarc
That he -4n'd 9 sit in it.
Now, from;his we can tell,
He "ill $ever pore tease her
But, whlicnlec is II,
He wHI study please her.
The good Boy.
WHE i Philip's good mamma was ill,
The servant begg'd he would be still,
BecaCise the doctor and the nurse
Had said, that noise woild make herworse.
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.
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0 DEAR what a beautiful Doll
My sister has bought at the fair;
She says, I must call it Miss Poll,"
And make it a bonnUt to wear.
0, pretty new Doll! it looks fine!
Its cheeks are all cover'd 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
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COM E, pretty Cat !
Come here to me I
I want to pat
You on my knee.:,
Go, naughty Tray!
By barking thus,
You'll drive away
My pretty Puss.
The dizzy Girl.
As Frances was playing, and turning around,
Her head grew so giddy, she feli to tle ground;
'Twas well thit she wrs not muci, hurt;
But 0, what a pity! her frock was so squil'd!
That had you beheld the unfortunate child,
You had seen her all covetd with dirt.
Her mother was sorry, and said," Do not cryj
Andl Maryshall wabh. yoa4'nd make you quite dry,
if you'll promise to tomrn round no more."
d What, not in the parlour r' the little girl said.
t No, not in the parlour; for lately I read
Of a girl who was hurt with the door.
SShe was playing and turning, until her poor head
Fell against the hard door, and it very much bled,
And 1 heard Dr. Camomile tell,
That he put on a plaster, and cover'd it up,
Then gave her some tea, that was bitter, to sup,
Or perhaps it had never been well."
TOM and Charles once took a walk,
To see a pretty lamb;
And as they went began to talk
Of little naughty $am.
Who beat his youngest brother, Bill,
And threw him in the dirt;
And when his poor mamma was ill
He teas'd her forTi squirt.
And"I," said Tom, "wont play withSam,
Although he has a top;"
But here the pretty little lamb -
To talking put a stop.
The new Dolls.
Miss JENNY and Polly
Had each a new Dolly,
With rosy-red cheeks and blue eyes ,
SDrest in ribbons and gauze":
And they quarreH'd because
The dolls were not both of a size!
0 silly Mis Jenny!
To be such a ninny!
To quarrel, and make such a noise I
For that very same day
Their mamma sent way
The dolls with red cheeks and blue e$es.
Come when you are called.
WHERE'S Susan, and Kitty, and JLine?
Where's Billy, and Sammy, and Jack ?
0 there they are, down in the lane,
Go, Betty, and bring them all back.
But Billy is rude and wont come, '
And Sammy is running too fast;
Come, dear little children, come how),
And 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.
GOOD little boys should never say
I will," and Give me these;"
0, 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.
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:
0, see how Pompey begs!
Hark! hark! he says, bow wow bow wow!
But run away. good Pompey, now,
Yoi'll tire your little legs.
Thie ide Boy.
Gvr up, little boy you are sleeping too long,
Your brother is drest, be is singing a song,
And Tom must be waken'd, 0 tie!
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.
Do you see the old beggar who stands at the door
Do not send him away,-we must pity the poor;
Oh !iee how he shivers 1--he's hunrtgry 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
I hope my dear children will always be kind
Whenever they meet with the aged or blind.
* Jacob ohnsoan has lately fIubliahed the fol-
lowing books for children:
The Way to Wealth by Dr. Franklin
with fine engravings 25 cts.
Select' Rhymes for the Nursery with
22 handsome engravings 31
Moral and Entertaining Fables illustrated
with cuts 25
Pity's Gift, a collection of interesting
tales to excite the compassion of
youth for the animal creation, orna-
mented with Vignettes 37 1
The Paternal Present, being a sequel to
Pity's Gift S7 i
Mary and her Cat with a number of cop-
perplates 18 3
Presents for good girls dot 18 1