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GOOD TALES

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GOOD LITTLE PEOPLE.





TWENTY-FIVE FULL- PAGE ILLUSTRATIONS, AND ABOUT
FIFTY ETCHINGS.



BY C. C. ErTOl T.



LONDON:
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"HIL LESLIE was a
farmer's son,
Light-hearted he, and
S-(f gay;
Yet never left his task undone
That he might idly play.
When winter all the trees had
shorn,
STo Philip's window-sill
A Robin Redbreast came each
morn
To eat and drink its fill.

When home from school, his les-
sons learned,
To the farm-house Philip hied,
" -The bird would run, as he re-
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And he his coming spied;
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-Then meeting Philip at


"twit,"
SAnd on his shoulder mount in state,
A To welcome him a bit.

Phil had a fault, and that, alas
--Brought him to danger stern-
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\ \ Phil loved his school, and ev'ry morn
"With bag and books he went;
S-, '> .... And through the early air were borne
"i / His shouts of merriment.
S-- The roadway he was told to keep,
[ =- Nor on the fields to stray;
_-____ iThe ditches were both wide
-. and deep-
S- It was a dangerous way.
', For miles around the land
and trees

a_ thick with
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The streams
7;, had ceased
/y> to flow.

'Twas dark,
_: and Phil was going home;
No footpath met his eye-
Said he, I'm sure 'twill ne'er be
known;
To cross the fields I'll try."
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Darker it grew: Phil travelled on-
No farm-house came in sight-
How much he longed to look upon
A distant glimmering light!

-:; But now, whichever way he turned,
Nought met his eye but snow-
S Alas! the good advice he'd spurned,
/II- -: He knew not where to go!-

Sudden, a twittering met his ear
'" -- When he was
) most op-
pressed;
_-__ '.. ~ And Robin, as if to
__ ."calm his fear,
Came fluttering to
rp'F .his breast.

Oh, Robin! are
you lost, like
7 me?"
_- Cried Philip, in
"despair,
"And those at home? I know
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As Philip spoke, the treacher- Into a gravel-pit he'd fell,-
ous ground Half- filled it was with
Gave way beneath his feet: snow,-
Vain were his struggles; none Sad fate! for how could
around [greet. Philip tell
With help his cries could Who was to help him now?




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'Twas late: no Philip yet His mother said some harm
appeared, she feared
His parents' hearts to Had come to Philip
cheer; dear."
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Just then, a tapping-"tap, tap,
tap"-
Came at the window-pane; Cried the Farmer, "That is '
Philip's tap!
Come in, my boy, again!"

No Phil was there! but through
the door I
The Robin fluttered in, i
And seemed, by twittering more '
and more,
He would attention win. '

"I'll mount my horse!"
"the Farmer cried,
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round7
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my only pride!'
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Soon was he saddled, off he went, The Farmer said, and
The Robin Redbreast too- Robin sped
"It seems that something strange As if on eager wing,
is meant: And to the pit he straight-
I'11 keep that bird in view" way led,
Where Phil had fallen
in.
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For winter's icy breath
And Philip's struggles, all so vain,
Caused near the sleep of death!
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They took him home, restored him soon,
And when quite free from pain,
Phil vowed on a winter's afternoon,
He'd cross no fields again.










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And never can he well forget,
Unless his heart cease throbbing,
How he was saved by winter's pet,
A humble, small CocK ROBIN,
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"O out, bright sailor boys, and learn
.. To guide your fairy boats;
". The time may come when you'll command
Where England's ensign floats.
We look to such as you, my boys,
-'' Who brave the storm with glee;
We look to you in future years,
7, ,ts, To guide our ships at sea.

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Molly went to market;
0 wasn't she a muff ?
She went to buy a chicken,
And she bought an apple
puff!
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A Pussy put his little nose
S -- Inside a Robin's nest;
S "Now," thought the Pussy, "let
me see
Which bird I like the best."


Said Pussy, "Don't let me disturb,
I do not mean to stay."
But while the Pussy made his choice,
The Robins flew away.


Coming through my garden,
On my way to you;
S I looked across the path-
way,
S\ Where I knew the roses
grew.
"< s' i J And there, I saw the fairest
SL' That eyes could wish to
see;
S1 A few in haste I gathered,
Accept them, dear, from
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Three little maidens, how busy are they!
I wonder what they have been making ?
One has some coffee, another some toffee,
And pies in the oven are baking.

Dear little maidens, so busy and
bright,
I'm afraid you are not very
clever;
You're spilling your coffee, and
burning your toffee,
You'll never be cooks, -no,
never!



Over the fields and over the stiles,
0 Away with a right good will;
Over the fields to the village school,
Run, merrily, Peter and Phill.

Ah! little folks, on the road of life,
SBefore you have reached your prime,
You'll find there is many a stile to cross,
And many a hill to climb!

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I'll tell you of a couple
,Who had a crabbed
: "* ^,.s,,. walk;
S" I'11 tell you of another
SWho had a crabbed
talk.
The maidens don't look
crabbed-no!
They're happy as the
MOLLY'S BROTHERS. day:
It so fell out one summer day, But the other couple-
Some little boys went out to play; oh!
I'm glad to turn away.
It so fell out it came to rain,
And so the boys returned again.
Heigh-ho! heigh-ho!

Alas! alas! for busy mother, /I.
When it came to pouring rain. /
Alas! alas! for baby brother, //
When the boys came home again.
Heigh-ho! heigh-ho!

Perchance, you know three noisy t,
boys; ;
If so, you'll understand the noise

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That filled the house
that day of rain,
When all the boys
came back again.
Heigh-ho!
Heigh-ho! -

Alas! alas! for sulky Molly,
All that day of pouring rain;
How she frowned at fun and folly,
When the boys came home again.

SYet mother loves these noisy
boys
As well as sulky Molly.
'Tis good that some one likes
", their noise,
And doesn't mind their
folly.

Hurrah! hurrah! for the merry boys,
And the loving mother who likes their
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Ply your busy fingers, dear little maiden;
Every day that passes comes with labour laden.
They who work in sunlight, sleep in darkness blest;
Knowing well and finding labour sweetens rest.


"I've eggs to sell! I've eggs to sell!
Father is dead, and mother is poor;
And the farm is a wreck, as I hear them tell;
So I'll ring at this close-shut door.
For I've eggs to sell! I've eggs to sell!

I They've bought my eggs! they've bought my
eggs!
The farm is not so bad as they say;
We shall still have milk in a hundred kegs,
And cows, and oxen, and loads of hay.
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Said Margery to Molly, I'm going to sweep the floor,
And you can wash the china jars, that stand behind the door."
Now, maidens dear, you'd better let the housemaid's work
alone;
And, maidens dear, take my advice, just see you do your own


Said a chicken to its mo-
ther--
"I'm going out to-night;
I hear, that lit by moon-
light,
The fields are quite a
sight."

The chicken then departed, ;
The mother saw it go;
In vain had she entreated, /
The chicken said, "No,
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Of course, its time of pleasure was not so very long;
It stopped beside an elm-tree to hear the night-bird's
song:
And as it stood and listened, it heard a dismal
howl;
*iVfe' And up among the branches it saw a great
white owl!
It rushed towards the stables, and then it heard
i '" rat-tat;"
And lo! there stood before it a scowling,
brownish cat.
Quick! off, off! shelter skelter, before it
meets its doom;
Soon at the nest 'twas crying, "0, mother,
take me home!"
It heard a little flutter-the mother said,
Good lack!
I thought you said till day-dawn that
you would not be back.
"I see you've been in
trouble;
Come welcomeywel-
come home: .
Poor chicks, they first -' -- -"
learn wisdom
When they begin
to roam.
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NCE upon a time
there was an OLD
OAK TREE in a
"gentleman's park. It grew beside a
river, and stretched out its long
strong arms, covered with thick
-.. green ivy, as if welcoming every-
body to its shelter.
A number of animals took ad-
vantage of its invitations:
First, at the foot of it, lived Bunny
the Rabbit, with Mrs. Bunny, his wife,
:__._ and a fine family of sixteen children.
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.-_ I. -_- their little white tails, and popping into
.- their hole as quick as lightning the mo-
Sment they saw anybody coming.
,li\ lr Jerry, the Squirrel, who lived high
it. l ".up in the tree,, used to look down and
pity Mr. Bunny very much; for he was so
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poor, had such a large family, _-
and' not a single nut laid by i-..
for the winter! But Bunny ,i3}..
knew better; and when he, )'( ,-'
Mrs. Bunny, and the little _-L_ 'i
gray Bunnies were huddled ',,
together so warm on a winter's -----
night, he used to listen to the
wind, and say, "Poor Jerry! i .
how cold it must be up there!" &' _b
But Jerry could wrap his tail V
round his neck like a boa, and fall sound asleep on the
tree-top.
Below Jerry's house, where the ivy was thickest, lived
Cozie Cowl, the Owl, with his wise nose, and his great
yellow staring eyes. He kept a singing-school at night,
and when all the other birds were sleeping you might hear
Cozie Cowl and the Misses Cozie Cowl all singing, "Tu-
whit! Tu-who-o!"
Then, among the ivy was a Robin Redbreast, a pair of
Blackbirds, and two lovely Tomtits; there was also a noisy
family of Jackdaws, Mr. and Mrs. Ray by name, in a hole
in the trunk, which they called Heart of Oak Hall;" and,
highest of all, lived a quiet old fisherman, called Longlegs,
the Heron.
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neighbourly. They sang their best songs; and the Squire
used to look up and say,-" Ah! there is no tree so full of
music as the OLD OAK."
One day a pair of new-comers came to the Old Oak Tree,
and began to settle themselves and build their nest. Mr. and
Mrs. Jay (for that
S. was theirname) were
S" -- most beautiful birds,
S," with crests on their
S-heads and pretty
S'Ci blue feathers on
S,' their wings; but
1-'- : ;,ii their voices were
^-- /I-- loud and sharp, and
S.._: /they seemed to be
Always scolding.
They were full
of curiosity about
^^-, ^^s ,, . ,their neighbours,
S'"'-'. ". and peeped into every-
body's house. "Why
S. do you live down there, Mr. Bunny ?"
said Mrs. Jay; "I'm sure your house must be damp, and
unhealthy for the children.
Then they attacked Cozie Cowl:-" If you would only keep
decent hours, and come out the proper time of day, Mr. Cozie








Cowl, it would do you a world of good." And Cozie, with all
his wisdom, was so silly as to believe them, and came tumbling
out of his hole in the ivy, looking so foolish that the mischievous
Jays laughed at him, and pecked at him till he crept into his
corner again.
"As for you, Jerry," said Mrs. Jay, "I don't believe you
are a bit comfortable up there. Why don't you marry Miss
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And so these two naughty birds made everybody uncom-
fortable, and taught those who had been contented before to

of sweet songs, there was nothing but complaints and noises;
and, loudest of all, the sharp harsh cries of Mr. and Mrs. Jay
were heard from the tree.

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One day, the Squire and his lady, with their children, came
past: "What disagreeable noise is that ? Oh, I see now, it is
S. the Jays in that oak-what pretty birds!" "Very
,\ pretty, my dear," said her husband, "but insuffer-
_- ---) 1... ably noisy: we must get rid of them."

-YI|i 1-: and again bang! and down went Mr.
.,. : ;Qll Jay and Mrs. Jay, with all their fine
:- feathers. And thus was peace restored
to the OLD OAK.
,'_ .- About this time, Jerry, who was
--'-;'.-- a great favourite with everybody,
Si- - took to himself a nice little wife;
"and, in honour of the event, Mr.
(.pT and Mrs. Cozie Cowl determined
to give a grand tea party. It was difficult to fix upon a good
hour, because, if it was during the daylight, Cozie Cowl would
be sure to fall asleep, and if it was at night, no one
else would be awake. So Mrs. Cozie, ,, ..,L-
like a wise bird as she was, fixed on -.".,t
the twilight hour, when the moon would
rise soon and serve them for a lamp. -
What a nice feast she prepared for .
them! The best of nuts and acorns -'.
for Jerry and his wee wife, beautiful dandelions for the Bunny
family, pretty speckled trout for Longlegs the Heron, grubs
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and grains for the Jackdaws, and lovely fat worms for the
Blackbird and Robin Redbreast; while for Cozie himself she
got the very thing in the world he liked best-a particularly
nasty dead mouse! Altogether there never was such a merry
party in the OLD OAK TREE.
They sat a long time talking of many things, and at last they
began to talk about their great neighbours in the big house
hard by. "The Squire's gardener is the best of men," said
Robin Redbreast; "he has been digging up worms for me
since six o'clock this morning !" But what do you think of


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.the lady herself ?" said Bunny; "I heard her order
him to fill the flower-beds with carnations, my own favourite
food !" and the sixteen little Bunnies cocked up their long ears
at the thought. "I know," said the Blackbird, "the Squire's
cherries are the best in the country. I am so much obliged
to him." "Yes," said the Jackdaw, "and the people who have
put up the telegraph wires for us to sit upon !"
"My friends," said Cozie, "you know nothing about it.
I fly about by night, and know more than you do. I heard
the gardener ordered to shoot the Blackbirds who ate the
cherries; to set traps for the rabbits; and I heard my lady say
she would like to have you, Jerry, my boy, running round the
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treadmill in her Squirrel-cage! But as for the telegraph wires,
they must have been put up for us to sit upon !" At this point
Mrs. Cozie volunteered a song; on which all the birds said
"Good-night" in a desperate hurry.
Now, the Jackdaws were not pleasant birds to have for
neighbours. They were always grubbing and pecking in Heart
of Oak Hall, till they made the hole too large to be good for
the tree. Then the river that flowed beside it, worked away
among its roots and loosened it; so one day, the Squire, as he
came past, said, That tree must be cut down."
Bunny, with his long ears, heard this, and ran directly to tell
Jerry, who agreed with him that it was a great risk to remain;
so did Blackbird and Robin.

i mended a nice clean
S' lodging to the Bunnies.
S / - /' Jerry and his wife betook
i ^ ^ l themselves to the horse-
-/./_' f l.,^ ;'" chestnut tree; whilst Cozie

I just waited till it was dark
"I I I i: I1 (T1 ) __ enough for them to see,
i l!lllll? and then they too flew
-i dl .i "' away to another shelter.
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"We have lived here always," said they, "and we are not going
away now. This tree has stood for hundreds of years, and it is
likely to stand for a hundred more. You are always so easily
frightened, poor Bunny. Such a tree was never cut down
in this park, and never will be!"
But the Squire had given his orders, and the next morning
the woodmen set to work to fell the Old Oak. The Jackdaws
then began to think there might be some truth in Jerry's report;
but when the woodmen went away to breakfast, and all was
still again, they believed their own opinion once more, and went
out as usual to find a dinner for their young family. Grubs
were scarce that day, and it was late before they returned
home, as they thought; but they had no home now. The
ground was littered with splinters and broken branches. The
Old Oak Tree was lying prostrate on the grass, and a few
black feathers were floating down the river.




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POOR little boy sat down weary, one
day,
On the step of a gentleman's door:
An orphan was he-he had walked a long way,
And his feet were both swollen and sore.


The gentleman's son, who was thirteen years old,
For the poor weary orphan felt sad,
And said, How I wish I had great heaps of gold,-
I'd astonish that desolate lad!"
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But the gentleman said, "You need not regret,
For if to do good you are willing,
The poor boy you can help, for do not forget,
You have up in your box a bright shilling."

"And his it shall be.!" said the gentleman's son;
From his room then he soon brought it down;
With pencil on paper he wrote-half in fun-
"A bright shilling from Robert John Brown."





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The poor orphan boy almost cried with delight,
And he bowed nearly down to the ground;
He had never possessed a shilling so bright,
And he seldom such kindness had found.
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The gentleman, pleased with his gratitude, said-
Now, my lad, hands for working were made!
I'll give you a note to my friend, who's the head
Of young workers,-the Shoe Black Brigade."


Tom Jackson, the orphan,
S _. was soon neatly clad
SIn the dress of the Shoe
"- A Black Brigade;
-= A civil, obliging and hard--
working lad,
He was always most cheer-
fully paid.



.- One fine summer day, at a
station well known,
-- '. A party on pleasure intent,
Allowed a mere infant to
ramble alone-
On the lines of the railway
she went.


A train was approaching-the London Express-
Oh! the crisis was awful indeed!

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What dreadful alarm! what shrieks of distress!
As the train rushes on at full speed.


"The child! oh, the child !" was the general cry;
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For Tom seized the child as the train rattled by,
And unhurt she was safe in his arms!

The parents! what words can express their delight ?
And brave Tom was not less pleased than they:
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Mr. Gilbert, the father, said "'Tis but quite right,
As I cannot such kindness repay;


"The most I can do for your good shall be done-
To your present employment, farewell;
With us you shall live less as servant than son,
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That he made him his managing man;
And, after some time, he gave up the hotel,
And young Jackson as master began.

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When wealth so increased that he Banker became,
It was frequently said in his praise:
That, though he had risen to fortune and fame,
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If to work he found they were willing;
And often he said, How I wish I could find
That friend who first gave me a shilling!"

Mr. Jackson one day was going to Town,
When he heard a sad tale of distress


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From a stranger, whose name was Robert John Brown;
His surprise you may easily guess!

Brown said, "I was rich, but misfortunes came fast:
I am now very poor, as you see."
Tom Jackson exclaimed, "I have found you at last!
You were once, sir, a good friend to me!
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" I'll do all I can that your troubles may end-
To provide for you well I am willing;
You did a good deed, and you gained a firm friend
When you gave a poor boy a BRIGHT SHILLING."

















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S ILL BUTTON was
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_- /---- Whose fingers were
/l---^ ^! I~,._- as nimble
'4-7\idzz(^ j^ As those of any tailor yet
", / Who ever wore a thimble.

// On rising from his bed one morn,
-*--/ ,, In disposition gay,
^'^5 Thus gravely to himself he said:
l r-" I'll do no work to-day.
S'. "---' A-riding I will go, will go-
i- -E-- j i :: 'Tis settled and agreed-
So off I'll start to Tommy Trot's,
-- And bargain for a steed."







Then, going down a stable-yard,
Our hero shouted out,-
S Ho! tally ho!" and cracked his
whip,
Which brought the ostlers out.

I | "Go, bring a nag out!" saying
which,
SH e crack ed h is w h ip and th en
\ Went swaggering round the stable-
yard,
-- And cracked his whip again.

/ Then Tom brought out an ancient
-- horse,
-\ --- -Not worth, perhaps, TEN
POUNDS;
S... A broken-winded racer 'twas,
SAnd quite fit for the hounds.

The saddle on, our hero soon
""W_ Was on the same well set,
And then displayed his horse-
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reins was named)
To make the horse advance, Began to back and prance.


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street,
A wiser man, he
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/ .. His prudence in not
trotting off,
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So, through the streets he
S walked his horse,
T hough sidling like a crab,
SJ.. = Knocking old Beppo's nose
S-sometimes
) -Against a cart or cab.


When Kensington he'd passed and gained
An unobstructed spot.
Clear of all vehicles, he there
First ventures on a trot.
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In spirits now, he cracks his Which breaks into a canter,
whip, and
And lashes well his steed, Then gallops off full speed.

Si i B u t B ep p o b u m p s h im as
he goes
-J r L So vigorously, that
He bumps feet out of stir-

S\ -And then bumps off his
hat.


'A ( Shorn of his hat, but not
_._K --__- ii', his hair,
Of which he has a mop,
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On, on he goes, and tries
( in vain
Old Beppo's speed to
S- stop.

But he, the old Newmarket But runs as though he's run-
horse, ning for
Will not that speed abate, A fifty guinea plate.

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give way; too,
The saddle turns quite And rolls upon the ground.
round;

SN Old Beppo, of his load
relieved,
...._z. Abates his speed and
stop s
S__ ,''.-- Just at the end of'Ham-
_rI ,'l ---- mersmith,
And opposite some
-I 5 )shops.


A saddler, dwelling on the
spot,
On witnessing the sight,
Comes out, and busily
-proceeds
--_ To set all matters right.


A crowd soon gathers round, Food for their mirth, and
and, some of them
As in disasters, find To mischief seem inclined.
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An ostler, with a whisp of straw, And now, "All's right
Rubs well the tailor's clothes, again," he thinks,
To whom our hero, in return, And cracks his whip
A few odd half-pence throws. with joy,
Cries "Tally ho !" and
"Stand back there!
"Out of the way,
/-i you boy !"

,9 The "Star and Garter"
-_--- at Kew Bridge,
SLong held in high re-
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--_.- Our horse and rider
S-having passed,
-~- -"" -_. Next enters Brentford
T own,

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.1-- fotd Town they pass,
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Long since, if power he had; As if he had gone mad.-
Till soon a yelping cur
-- i by chance
S- '=-- ------ Between his legs had
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SAnd brought him down
S.. as suddenly
S.t As if he had been shot.

"".e Bya= Both horse and rider,
out of breath,
Lie panting on the
ground:
In half a minute, or
Such less,
A crowd had gathered
round.

And both are taken to
the Inn,
">-- By name the "Horse and Groom,"
Where Beppo to the stable hies-
Our hero to his room.
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He dined, and then in elbow chair
A few hours sleep he takes;
And thinks of his return to town,
The moment he awakes.

But, as to riding Beppo back,
Of that he seemed afraid;
For he would sooner carry him,
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His journey back to ride ?-
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