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From  which,  through  a  pane  in  the  door,  he  could  "A s  for  tS(,1t,”  spoke up  Ftenjamin  Franklin,  "  1  must
                         teU                                    In candor  confess your  remarks are  quite  just,
                   What his  brothers were  saying  and  doing,  quite well,  And,  indeed,  t  should  not be  surprised,  for a  Lruth,
                                                                If, within  hearing Mm (wh ere,  that promising youth
                     “ N dw  r'm  ffee  to  confess,'’  began  John  Henry   Were  listening with  all his ears  this  very  minute ;
                         Jack                                   l rfi just open  this  pantry door, — maybe  he’s  in  i t ”
                   (“ Though  1  don’t like  to- talk  behind  anyone's back),  "Qh<?!  "   quoth  Miltiades  Petfirkin  Paul,
                                                               “ 1  think I ’ll  retreat,  ere you  make  me  i  call.”

                                                               Blit  poor litfk  Miltiftde-1; Peterkin  l?aul,
                                                               Being somewhat  in  haste,  and  sorc-frighleited  withal,
                                                               As  he  stooped  to  climb  down, somehow,  tipped  up
                                                                     the  Cover,
                                                               And,  all  at once, feeling'himself  turn  quite  over.
                                                               He uttered  a shriek,  and n> one  moment  more most
                                                               Inglofiqusly sank  in the  barrel htad-foremOst, —
                                                               Where  lie  soon  would  hav£  smothered,  without  any
                                                                     doubt,
                                                               Had not  Benjamin  Franktin  straightway  pulled  him
                                                                     out,

                                                               w How  is  th isf’’  r.riftd  the  latter,  as,  cohered  with
                                                                     white,
                                                               He held  young  Miliiades up  to  the  lighL
                                                               rr Seems  to me  you're  perpetually  fated  to fare i l l ;
                   Yet,  white  speaking of  listerling,  1  K ilty  must say   You  look  like  a snow-drift shut up  in a barrel,
                   That  out brother  Miltiades  his  a. strange way   Pray ho^v came you  here ?  if  1  ventured a guess
                   Of  happening Ground very often,  To  hear   f  should  say  you'd  been  tuMStir&bping— cfimt,  sir,
                   What is  not  intended for  His  Highness’s  ear.”  c o n fe s s !"
                    Ah,  ’tis true,” sighed Miltiades  Peterkin  Paul,  “ Well,  the way of  the listenei  \sflwry— that’s all
                   "  Listeners  never  hear good  of  themselves, after  all."  T can say,” gasped  Mi] t Lades  Peterkin  Putt!,
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