_Anonymous_.
_THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL_
There was a little girl,
And she had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good
She was very, very good,
And when she was bad she was horrid.
One day she went upstairs,
When her parents, unawares,
In the kitchen were occupied with meals
And she stood upon her head
In her little trundle-bed,
And then began hooraying with her heels.
Her mother heard the noise,
And she thought it was the boys
A-playing at a combat in the attic;
But when she climbed the stair,
And found Jemima there,
She took and she did spank her most emphatic.
_H. W. Longfellow_.
FIN DE SIECLE
The sorry world is sighing now;
_La Grippe _is at the door;
And many folks are dying now
Who never died before.
_Newton Mackintosh_.
MARY JANE
Mary Jane was a farmer's daughter,
Mary Jane did what she oughter.
She fell in love--but all in vain;
Oh, poor Mary! oh, poor Jane!
_Anonymous_.
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