Page 24 - Adventures of Peterkin Paul

Pray where did you get it ? — O, now J perceive it When little Miltiades Peterkin Paul
Is made of an old shawl, — I'd scarcely believe it/' Arrived st the school-house, hi* mates, one and all,
Came crowding about him to See his new frock.
But, alas 3 all at once they began, too, to mock;
And they jestingly cried, “ Well, before I would wear
My grandmother’s shawl for a frock, I'd go b a re !”
And they laughed loud and long, till called in by the
bell.
“ O, dear! " sighed Miltiades, '■‘how tmtlti they tell ? ”

And then, as he passed to his scat, who should call
But the master, — “ Miltiades Peterkin Paul,
Come hei'e, sir ! What’s that on your back, that I see ?
WhaE I 1 vV (j mad - «'iom your grandmother's shawl?*
Why, dear m e! ”
But this East, after all lib mates1 jesting and jeers,
r JtJ i i>rt».tV■g.-J.n-j Was tno much for our hero. He burs! inio tears,
T o which our young hero disdained to reply ;
But he thought,11 The old gentleman lias a sharp eye.”

Pretty soonr a$ Miliiades Peterkin Paul
Reached the edge of the wood, lie saw old Mother
M oll;
“ T o be sure,” said she, “ Fine feathers do make fine
birds.
What a smart frock you have there 1 ” — Then, seeing
the words
That were marked Oil bis hack, she cried shrilly, “ Oh
It was made from your grandmother’s shawl? I
though! so ! J f
But this speech caused our hero, of course, no surprise.
" All these witches,Jf said he, hastening *>n, " have And ran out of the door without taking his hat,
sharp eyes.” And I rm certain he never was vain after that.