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'“ How many are you then,” said I,
“ But they are dead; those two are dead ! “ Their spirits are in heaven !! 'Twas throwing words away; for still The little Maid would have her will, And said, “ Nay, we are seven ?"
ANECDOTE for FATHERS,
Shewing how the pra&ice of Lying may be taught.
I have a boy of five years old, ;
One morn we stroll’d on our dry walk,
My thoughts on former pleasures ran ;-
A day it was when I could bear
My boy was by my side, so slim
The young lambs ran a pretty race; The morning sun shone bright and warm ; “ Kilve,” said I, “ was a pleasant place, 4. And so is Liswyn farm.
"<< My little boy, which like you more," : I said and took him by the arm i i. “Our home by Kilve's delightful shore, “ Or here at Liswyn farm ?".
*“ And tell me, had you rather be,” , I said and held bim by the arm, .. . “ At Kilve's smooth shore by the green sea, “ Or here at Liswyn farm?
In careless mood he looked at me,
“ Now, little Edward, say why so ;
“For, here are woods and green-hills warm : “ There surely must some reason be? • Why you would change sweet Liswyn farm “. For Kilve by the green sea.”
At this, my boy hung down his head,
His head he raised there was in sight,,'
Then did the boy his tongue unlock,