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178 58 The Children and Waggoner. 1 A farmer once jogging along on the road,a party of children o’ertook 2 And soon ■with a gentle caress or a pat, had seated the ■whole jolly lot 3 Now while he is giving this caution, yo^a’ll see the seat o’er the waggon projects 4 For scarce had he planted his big body there, than] up flew the opposite end The Troublesome Baby. 1 What shoTild ho do but get his fist entangled in my hair 2 I’d pulled the brat out of his (I thes, as you may plainly see The Frolicsome Dogs. 1 When all at once with playful glee, three yelping dogs around him pressed 2 So from his hand the stick now flies—for an old man by no means slow S For none of them now felt inclined to let him take the stick away; 4 Old Short to earth was quickly brought, still holding to his walk- ing stick 5 For having lost the nimble cat, the dogs came scampering back again 6 But placed their paws upon his knee, in spite of his ‘ Go back, I say’ 7 All three at once upon him peunce, and did their best to keep him down 8 The good old man, with many a sneeze, once more then struggled into light Mr. Simpkins and the Hawser. 1 ‘Avast, you lubber, can’t you see that soon across our hawse you’ll be?’ 2 And smiled to think they now were free, they both were plunged into the sea The F.P. Man. 1 The place where the poor fellow happened to stay was close to a grate marked F.P. 2 And while he is busy adjusting his pipe, a fellow comes dri^ving that way 3 And with his hooked stick, without any remorse, takes hold of one end of the key 4 Then up flew the old fellow’s heel, and a blow struck the other old chap on the nose Matilda Jane’s Back Hair, 1 Some girls there are who cannot rest, unless they see themselves o’erdressed 2 She thought their manner very droll, and poked them with her parasol 8 Seized on her long hair from behind,expecting there a meal to find 4 Then to the water quickly flew, escorM by the feathered orew