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Edith and Milly's Housekeeping.
Life of a Doll.
PrintRe in nalunrs h itronnme int.
BEDFORD STREET, COVENT GARDEN.
LONDON, New Year, 1867.
AUNT LOUISA'S LONDON PICTURE BOOK having been duly appre-
ciated by our young friends, and a great desire expressed by many
that a similar Volume should again gladden the eyes of children,
the Publishers now issue AUNT LOUISA'S LONDON GIFT BOOK, with
" Nursery Songs," "Milly and Edith's Housekeeping," The Life
of a Doll, and the well-known story of "John Gilpin, hoping
that a unanimous verdict of approval will be accorded to it.
Bedford Street, Covent Garden.
LITTLE Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,
Up went Pussy-cat, and down went he;
Down came Pussy-cat, and away Robin ran;
Says little Robin Redbreast, "Catch me if you can."
Little Robin Redbreast jumped upon a wall,
Pussy-cat jumped after him and almost got a fall;
Little Robin chirped and sang, and what did Pussy say ?
Pussy-cat said, "Mew," and Robin jumped away.
HEY, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed,
To see such sport,
And the dish ran after the spoon.
SOME little mice sat in a barn to spin,
Pussy came by and popped her head in;
"Shall I come in and cut your threads off?"
"Oh, no, kind sir, you will snap our heads off!"
PUSSY sits beside the fire; "how can she be fair?"
In walks a little doggy-" Pussy, are you there ?"
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RAIN, rain, go away,
Come again another day,
Little Harold wants to play.
SEE-SAW, Jack in a hedge,
Which is the way to London Bridge ?
One foot up, the other down,
That is the way to London town.
PAT a cake, pat a cake, baker's man,
Make me a cake as fast as you can,
Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T,
And send it home for Tommy and me.
Y OUNG lambs to sell!-young lambs to sell!
If I had as much money as I could tell,
I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!
Young lambs to sell!-young lambs to sell!
I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!
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THERE was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
She had so many children she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread,
She whipped them all round and put them to bed.
T HIS little pig went to market;
This little pig stay'd at home;
This pig had a bit of bread-and-butter;
This little pig had none;
This little pig said, Wee, wee, wee I can't find my way home.
SIMPLE SIMON met a pieman,
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
Let me taste your ware.
Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
Show me first your penny.
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Indeed I have not any.
PLEASE to remember the fifth of November,
The gunpowder treason plot;
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
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FOUR-AND-TWENTY tailors went to kill a snail,
The best man amongst them durst not touch her tail;
She put out her horns, like a little Kyloe cow,
Run, tailors, run, or she'll kill you all just now.
A S I was going up Pippen Hill,
Pippen Hill was dirty;
There I met a pretty Miss,
And she dropped me a curtsey.
TAFFY was a Welshman,
Taffy was a thief;
Taffy came to my house
And stole a piece of beef.
I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy was from home;
Taffy came to my house
And stole a marrow bone.
THE Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
All on a summer's day;
The Knave of Hearts, he stole the tarts,
And took them clean away.
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PRETTY Maid, pretty Maid, where have you been?
Gathering a posie to give to the Queen.
LITTLE Miss Muffet,
She sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey;
There came a great spider,
Who sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.
JM ARY, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow ?
Silver bells and cockle shells,
And columbines all in a row.
OLD King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Every fiddler he had a fine fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went t
Oh there's none so rare
As can compare,
With King Cole and his fiddle
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H UMPTY DUMPTY sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;
All the Queen's horses and all the Queen's men,
Could not put Humpty Dumpty together again.
H ANDY Spandy Jack-a-dandy.
Loved plumcake and sugar candy;
He bought some at a grocer's shop,
And out he came, hop, hop, hop.
I HAD a little husband, no bigger than my thumb;
I put him in a pint pot, and there I bade him drum.
I bought a little horse, that galloped up and down,
I bridled him and saddled him, and sent him out of town,
I gave him some garters to garter up his hose,
And a pretty pocket handkerchief, to wipe his little nose.
LITTLE boy blue, come, blow up your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn;
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep ?
He is under the haycock fast asleep.
EDITH AND MILLY'S HOUSEKEEPING.
MILLY'S DOLL'S HOUSE.
.T was Milly Ord's birthday-a cold December afternoon; yet she
did not sit on her own little stool by the fireside as usual; she was
kneeling on a chair at the window, with her little nose pressed flat
against the cold glass, looking anxiously into the street. Suddenly
she jumped off the chair with a cry of delight.
Here is Edith, Mamma! I am quite happy now; seven years
old, a whole holiday, and Edith to play with, besides-Hush!" and
she put her little finger on her rosy lips, for at that moment the
breakfast-room door opened, and Edith ran in, and caught Milly
round the neck and kissed her again and again, saying-
"Many happy returns of the day, dear Milly."
Come with me, Edith," said Milly, as soon as her friend had
spoken to her Mamma; "I have something to show you, and taking
Edith's hand, she led her gravely upstairs to the nursery; and there,
on the floor, stood a Doll's House, as high as Milly herself.
"How beautiful!" cried Edith; "why, it has a porch, and real
glass windows, and it is painted like bricks."
Stay till you have seen the inside, said Milly, seating herself
on the floor, then I think you will be surprised."
If you look at the picture you will see the Doll's House, and can
judge if it was pretty. That is Edith in the green dress; she is older
than Milly, but I think she loves play just as much as her friend.
These children love each other very dearly, and Milly is much
happier in sharing her pleasure with a friend, than if she were a selfish
little girl and kept her toys all to herself.
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THE whole front of the Doll's House opened like a great door;
and, above the kitchen, on that which is called the first floor
of a house, were two rooms divided by a partition.
"You must look at the drawing-room first, Edie dear," said the
happy Milly; "is it not beautiful, with its pretty curtains and its
chandeliers ? and please look at the books on the table; just like a
real lady's drawing-room.
"What a number of dolls !" said Edith; "did they come in the
Oh, no they are all my own family, and I have been dressing
them a long time. Mamma promised me that as soon as I had dolls
enough (nicely dressed) to live in it, she would give me a Doll's House.
I hope you like John, Mrs. Gray's footman; he was very difficult to
fit. The doll in mauve is Mrs. Gray ; I call her the mistress of the
house. The lady who has been to call on her and is saying good-by,
is my old doll, Helen; but you would not know her, I think, in that.
How well John stands !" said the admiring Edith.
"Ah! he is a Dutch doll, you know; they make the best footmen;
and I have stuck him on to the carpet for the present. The other lady
in a bonnet is talking to Louisa; I think she is my ugliest doll,
because she has a cross face It is a dinner-party you see, only those
two ladies happened to call late. John is come to tell them the
carriage is round, for dinner is waiting, as you will see."
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THE DINING ROOM.
"OH, Milly! what a splendid dining-room!" said Edith; "the
chairs are all of velvet; and what a fine footman this one is !"
"Yes, said Milly, "he is a China doll, and I have painted his
hair white to look like powder."
"How pretty the vases are!" observed her little friend; "did
you make those flowers yourself, Milly ?"
"Yes, dear; Mamma told me a long time ago that I was to
have the Doll's House soon, so I got everything ready. I made the
flowers out of silver paper, and Mamma gave me some of her old
wreaths for the leaves; they were too large, of course, but I cut them
smaller. The pictures on the walls I painted. Oh! it took a long
time and a great deal of trouble to get everything ready for my
"You have been very industrious," said Edith.
"Mamma said that in furnishing my Doll's House, I should
learn how to furnish my own house by-and-by; she and I made the
screen between us-Mamma did the framework in wire, and I covered
it with paper; there are pictures stuck on the other side of it."
"I think Mrs. Gray and her friends will like their dinner very
much," said Edith; "how tiresome it was of the ladies to call just
at dinner time! Shall we bring the dolls in now and seat them at
the table ?"
"Not yet, please, replied Milly, "you must see the rest of the
house before we begin to play; come to the bedroom upstairs."
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" F I had such a pretty bedroom as this to sleep in, 1 should feel
quite like a grown-up lady," said Edith. "Did you make the
bed furniture ?"
"Yes, replied Milly, "the bed was ready before the Doll's
House came home; Mamma thought it would please me best to let
me furnish it myself, so I made the curtains, and the toilette-cover,
and the bed-hangings; I hemmed the sheets, and stuffed the bed and
the little pillows."
"Did you stuff them with feathers, Milly ?"
"Oh, no, I could not get enough; I stuffed them with tiny scraps
of paper, curled round an old penknife. In the twilight when I could
not see to do anything else, I used to sit by the fire and curl my little
thin strips of paper. Papa gave me all his old envelopes for it.
Preparing for a Doll's House teaches one not to waste anything-all
kinds of scraps become useful for it."
Your housemaid is very neatly dressed, said Edith.
"Yes; and does she not look nice in her little blue print frock
and her white cap ? I always like to see my servants neatly dressed,
added Milly, with a little housewifely air.
"Is this Mrs. Gray's room ?" asked Edith.
"Yes, Mrs. Gray and her daughter Rosalind's-the doll in the
drawing-room, dressed in green-you can see her between her mamria
and the lady saying good-by. Mrs. Gray makes her put away her
clothes neatly, for she says there is nothing more unladylike than at
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TpHE kitchen quite delighted Edith; she admired the bright coppers
and the shining saucepans; the hams hanging from the ceiling;
the paste-board and rolling-pin which cook uses for making tart-crust;
the little pair of bellows, the coffee-pot, the tea-pot, and the candle-
sticks-nothing escaped her notice. At last she exclaimed-
"Milly, I think you have dressed the cook in the same green
merino that my dress is made of!"
Yes, I have, she said, merrily; Mamma had a dress once like
it, and she gave me a piece of it, which just did for cook; it is
comfortable for her this cold weather. She is a very clean woman,
and will take care not to grease it."
"The kitchen is so clean that it looks as nice as the drawing-
room, said Edith. "Indeed, I rather think I like it better.
"And so do I," cried Milly, "for there are so many pretty things
in it; to be sure it is a little troublesome to keep them all clean, but
a lady must look after her kitchen and see that it is nice, or the house
will not be comfortable. I am very particular about my saucepans."
"What is the cook doing ?" asked Edith.
She is roasting and basting the pheasants for the second course.
The first course is on the table."
Let us go, then, and carry the dolls in to dinner at once, Milly,
or it will all be cold, said the child; and they returned to the
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THE little playfellows carried the dolls to the dining-room, and
seated them on the crimson velvet chairs. Then they took the
covers off and helped them to the several dishes. The powdered
footman proved rather slow and awkward; but Milly and Edith did
not care for that, because it was greater fun to wait table themselves.
When the dolls had dined, they went back to the drawing-room, and
a little while afterwards they had tea. Then Milly and Edith sang to
them, pretending there was a concert; and at last, when the evening
was over, they put Mrs. Gray and Rosalind to bed. The servants
slept in the same room, on the floor, for want of space, and the
" company" were put back in their own beds, or in the drawers they
used to sleep in.
And now it was evening-the lamp was lighted, and the kettle
sang on the hearth. Milly sat on her little stool by the fire and Edith
in the easy chair. By-and-by there was a knock at the door, and
Milly's Mamma came in. She was very glad to see Edith, and asked
her if she had had a good game of play.
"Oh, yes thank you, said Edith, "I never enjoyed a visit so
much. What a beautiful Doll's House Milly has !"
"Yes, my dear; and I am desired by your Mamma (whom I
have just seen) to tell you, that if you continue a good girl, your
Christmas gift will also be a Doll's House."
T was little Fanny's Birthday; the one that made her eight years
old. She was very much delighted, when, on running into the
breakfast room that morning, she saw her Mamma holding a very large
doll in her hands. "Oh! Mamma, is that for me ?" she cried, quite
forgetting to say good morning.
Yes, my darling," answered her Mamma, kissing her; "it is
a birthday gift from your Papa and myself. Gently, dear; take it
carefully, for it is not a common doll. It cost a great deal of money,
Fanny, and I hope it will last as long as you like to play with a doll."
Oh! thank you, dear, kind Mamma," said Fanny; that will
be for ever."
Her Mamma smiled. "Not quite so long I think, my little one.
Your new baby can open and shut her eyes, say something like Mamma
and Papa, and walk across the room, whenever you choose to let her."
Fanny clapped her hands with joy. Then she said, gravely, She
is not a baby; she is quite a great girl. When children can walk and
talk they are no longer babies.
Her Mamma smiled.
What shall her name be, Mamma ? Shall I call her Violet, or
I think Violet a very pretty name."
"Then she shall be called by it, and you are her Godmother,
said Fanny. How kind it was of you and Papa to buy her for me.
We wished to give our little girl pleasure because she had been
good for a long time," said her mother. "Now she must be a kind
Mamma to her doll, and make her nice pretty clothes, for that is the
best way to learn how to work for real babies."
Fanny held up her mouth for a kiss.
"I will try to be as good a Mamma to her as you are to me,"
said the child.
And she kept her word.
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FANNY'S Mamma had invited eight little girls to drink tea with
her that evening, and they were all asked to bring their dolls.
They were a very merry party. Amelia Hays (whom you will see if
you look at the picture, seated in the right-hand corner) brought a large
wax doll with a fine head of real hair, of which she was very proud; and
little Mary and Anna Grey had each charming wax babies, but they
were not to be compared with "Violet;" who stood up by her new
Mamma's side without being held, dressed in her very best evening frock,
with a handkerchief in her hand. The little visitors were quite delighted
with her; but said, that of course their dolls could not walk because they
were quite babies; Violet was very much older; they supposed she
would soon go to school ? But Fanny said, No; I mean to teach my
child at home."
T HE little girls played very happily all the evening; introducing
their wax babies to Violet, who was, they said, very much like the
Empress of the French. But not one of the little girls would have
exchanged her doll for Fanny's, because, even if a child is surpassed
in beauty by another, it ought not on that account to be less dear to its
own Mamma. At least that is what Anna said. By-and-by they made
a grand supper for the dolls, at which Miss Violet presided. And the
table was spread with cake and fruit, and jellies, all very nicely played
on Fanny's doll's dinner service, and they had currant juice for wine,
in the blown glass decanters, and Edith's boy-doll waited table quite
as well as could be expected.
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VT ERY soon afterwards Violet became a great traveller, for Fanny's
Papa was a soldier; he was ordered to go to India with the
regiment of which he was colonel, and he intended to take his little
daughter and her Mamma with him. So Fanny dressed Violet in
her best hat and cloak, and led her over the wharf to go on board the
ship. She was sure that Violet did not mind leaving England, for
the doll smiled as sweetly as ever.
FANNY thought it would do her doll good to have a little turn on
deck, as the day was very fine, so she put Violet into the per-
ambulator that her Aunt Louisa had given her on leaving, and drew
it up and down the quarter-deck, telling the doll to look at the wide
sea, with the sun shining on its smooth surface, and at the merry
porpoises throwing themselves in and out of the water.
FANNY, her Mamma, and all the other ladies were ill when first
the ship sailed. But as soon as she was well again, the little girl
began to think of her doll, whom she had quite forgotten for a time;
Violet, who was very patient, never complained; but Fanny was sure
now, that the doll must be ill also; so she put her into the berth (or
bed place), and nursed her tenderly.
B Y-AND-BY they reached Bombay, and Fanny took care that
Violet should show the dark Hindoos how well she could walk.
They were very much surprised to see a walking doll; but they did not
show that they were. They made low bows (called salaams). Look at
them in the picture. The man with a high cap is a Parsee. He is
a fire worshipper, and says his prayers to the sun.
0ONE day Fanny was allowed to ride on an elephant, and she took
Violet with her. They sat in a kind of tent (called a howdah) on
the animal's back. By-and-by the driver, or mahout, told the elephant
to fan the ladies, and the creature picked a large palm leaf, turned his
trunk back, and fanned them with it. Violet was very much pleased,
and so was her Mamma,
B OMBAY is an island, and sometimes Fanny would carry her doll
to a room on the flat roof of the house, covered with an awning,
and show her the boats gliding over the calm waters of the harbour.
She told Violet that though the sea looked so sunny and still, it
covered over dangerous fish called sharks, which would eat her up if
she fell into it.
ONE morning when they were up on the hills, Fanny took her doll
out for a walk without leave. They came to the edge of a jungle
or Indian wood, and there Fanny saw so many monkeys playing in the
trees that she was quite afraid; she pointed them out to Violet and told
her that they were very mischievous creatures, and would run away with
her, if her Mamma did not take great care of her; so they had better
make as much haste to go home again as they could. Luckily the
monkeys did not run after the child, or hurt her.
A NOTHER day Fanny's papa sent for a juggler, that is, a Hindoo
conjuror, to come and amuse his little girl. She let Violet see
him also, and they were both surprised when the man threw up a great
many gold balls at the same time, and caught them again without
letting one of them drop.
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A T length the time came for Fanny's parents to leave India, and
once more they were sailing over the sea. They had a good
voyage and landed safely in France. The French sailors and the
sentry on guard could not believe their eyes when they saw a doll
walking! For French people, though they are very ingenious, did
not invent walking dolls; they were first made by the Americans.
T HEN they came to Paris, Fanny's papa let her drive Violet out
in a carriage drawn by two white ponies. The Empress heard
of the little English girl's walking doll, and sent one of her attendants
to ask Fanny if she would bring Violet to the palace of the French
Emperor, that she might see it.
H ERE you see Fanny taking Violet to the French Court. It was
a great honour for a doll, but Violet who never thought about
herself, did not seem to care for it; she walked on just as she would
have done if she had been in Fanny's play-room. The little girl and
her doll were both very nicely dressed, and had bouquets in their
A T last Violet stood before the Empress, who was very much pleased
with her. The doll never ceased looking at the fair face of the
royal lady, who was indeed very lovely. I am quite sure that she did
not once move her eyes from the Empress Eugenie, who gave her
a diamond locket (at least, a locket that looked like diamonds) and
tied it round her neck.
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H OME in England again and Fanny is leading Violet out in the
beautiful green park, showing her the oaks, and the deer-
which ran away believing that they saw two children, not only a child
and a doll. Her cousin Charles, a mischievous boy, is watching her
from behind the trees. He does not like poor Violet. Boys seldom
FANNY put her doll down at the foot of an oak, and bade her sit still
there while her Mamma went into the house for a book. Alas!
when she came back she found poor Violet hanging to a tree by her
long hair! Fanny ran very fast to take her down. It was Charles
who had hung her up on the bough; but she was not hurt at all, and
this was the only disagreeable thing that ever happened to her.
FANNY was obliged to study very hard when she came to England,
so she could not play a great deal with her doll, but she did not like
to leave Violet all alone ; therefore she seated her at the school-room
table, and taught her everything she learned herself, which was a good
plan for improving both. If you teach your doll your lesson, you
will be sure to know it very well yourself.
T HE time was come when Fanny no longer cared to play with dolls,
but she wished very much to find a good Mamma for her poor
Violet. Now her cousin Amelia was a very neat little girl, who would,
she knew, take care of it, so Fanny made her very happy by giving the
walking doll to her. And then, to amuse other little girls she wrote
this Life of a Doll.
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OHN GILPIN was a citizen
Of credit and renown,
A train-band captain eke was he
Of famous London town.
John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear,
"Though wedded we have been
These twice ten tedious years, yet we
No holyday have seen.
"To-morrow is our wedding-day
And we will then repair
Unto the Bell at Edmonton
All in a chaise and pair.
GIL P I N.
"My sister and my sister's child,
Myself and children three,
Will fill the chaise, so you must ride
On horseback after we."
He soon replied, "I do admire
Of womankind but one;
And you are she, my dearest dear;
Therefore it shall be done.
"I am a linen-draper bold,
As all the world doth know;
And my good friend the calender
Will lend his horse to go."
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Quoth Mrs. Gilpin, "That's well said;
And for that wine is dear,
We will be furnish'd with our own,
Which is both bright and clear."
John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife;
O'erjoy'd was he to find,
That, though on pleasure she was bent,
She had a frugal mind.
The morning came, the chaise was
But yet was not allowed
To drive up to the door, lest all
Should say that she was proud.
So three doors off the chaise was
Where they did all get in;
Six precious souls, and all agog
To dash through thick and thin.
Smack went the whip, round went
Were never folks so glad;
The stones did rattle underneath,
As if Cheapside were mad.
John Gilpin at his horse's side
Seiz'd fast the flowing mane;
And up he got, in haste to ride,
But soon came down again;
For saddletree scarce reached had he,
His journey to begin,
When, turning round his head, he saw
Three customers come in.
So down he came; for loss of time,
Although it griev'd him sore,
Yet loss of pence, full well he knew,
Would trouble him much more.
'Twas long before the customers
Were suited to their mind,
When Betty screaming came down-
"The wine is left behind !"
"Good lack !" quoth he-" yet bring
My leather belt likewise,
In which I bear my trusty sword
When I do exercise."
Now mistress Gilpin (careful soul !)
Had two stone-bottles found,
To hold the liquor that she loved,
And keep it safe and sound.
Each bottle had a curling ear,
Through which the belt he drew,
And hung a bottle on each side,
To make his balance true.
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Then over all, that he might be
Equipp'd from top to toe,
His long red cloak, well brush'd and
He manfully did throw.
Now see him mounted once again
Upon his nimble steed,
Full slowly pacing o'er the stones
With caution and good heed.
But finding soon a smoother road
Beneath his well-shod feet,
The snorting beast began to trot,
Which gall'd him in his seat.
So, "Fair and softly," John he cried,
But John he cried in vain;
The trot became a gallop soon,
In spite of curb and rein.
So stooping down, as needs he must
Who cannot sit upright,
He grasp'd the mane with both his
And eke with all his might.
His horse, who never in that sort
Had handled been before,
What thing upon his back had got
Did wonder more and more.
Away went Gilpin, neck or nought;
Away went hat and wig;
He little dreamt, when he set out,
Of running such a rig.
The wind did blow, the cloak did fly,
Like streamer long and gay,
Till, loop and button failing both,
At last it flew away.
Then might all people well discern
The bottles he had slung;
A bottle swinging at each side,
As hath been said or sung.
The dogs did bark, the children
Up flew the windows all;
And ev'ry soul cried out, "Well
As loud as he could bawl.
Away went Gilpin-who but he ?
His fame soon spread around;
"He carries weight! he rides a race !
'Tis for a thousand pound !"
And still, as fast as he drew near,
'Twas wonderful to view
How in a trice the turnpike-men
Their gates wide open threw.
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Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit,
And loved a timely joke;
And thus unto the calender
In merry guise he spoke:
' I came because your horse would
And, if I well forbode,
My hat and wig will soon be here-
They are upon the road."
The calender, right glad to find
His friend in merry pin,
Returned him not a single word,
But to the house went in;
Whence straight he came with hat
A wig that flow'd behind;
A hat not much the worse for wear-
Each comely in its kind.
He held them up, and, in his turn,
Thus shew'd his ready wit:
"My head is twice as big as yours,
They therefore needs must fit.
"But let me scrape the dirt away
That hangs upon your face;
And stop and eat, for well you may
Be in a hungry case."
Said John, "It is my wedding-day
And all the world would stare,
If wife should dine at Edmonton,
And I should dine at Ware."
So, turning to his horse, he said,
I am in haste to dine;
'Twas for your pleasure you came
You shall go back for mine."
Ah! luckless speech, and bootless
For which he paid full dear;
For, while he spake, a braying ass
Did sing most loud and clear.
Whereat his horse did snort, as he
Had heard a lion roar,
And gallop'd off with all his might,
As he had done before.
Away went Gilpin, and away
Went Gilpin's hat and wig;
He lost them sooner than at first-
For why ?-they were too big.
Now mistress Gilpin, when she saw
Her husband posting down
Into the country far away,
She pulled out half-a-crown;
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And thus unto the youth she said,
That drove them to the Bell,
"This shall be yours, when you bring
My husband safe and well."
The youth did ride, and soon did meet
John coming back again;
Whom in a trice he tried to stop
By catching at his rein;
But not performing what he meant,
And gladly would have done,
The frighted steed he frighted more,
And made him faster run.
Away went Gilpin, and away
Went postboy at his heels,
The postboy's horse right glad to miss
The lumb'ring of the wheels.
Six gentlemen upon the road
Thus seeing Gilpin fly,
With postboy scampering in the rear,
Thus raised the hue and cry:
"Stop thief! stop thief!-a high-
Not one of them was mute;
And all and each that pass'd that way
Did join in the pursuit.
And now the turnpike-gates again
Flew open in short space;
The toll-men thinking, as before,
That Gilpin rode a race.
And so he did, and won it too,
For he got first to town;
Nor stopped till where he had got up
He did again get down.
Now let us sing, Long live the king,
And Gilpin, long live he;
And when he next doth ride abroad,
May I be there to see !
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