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Was  always  so  obedient
                                            She  didn’t  feel  afraid.

                                         No  mouse was  ever half  so  still
                                           As  this  sweet,  little  lass,
                                         Until  the  sermon  was  quite  through—
                                           Then this  did come  to  pass:
                                         A   dozen bahies  (more  or  less)
                                            Dressed  in  long  robes  of white
                                         Were brought before the altar  rail—
                                            A   Hash  of  heaven's  own  light.

                                         Then  Mabel  stood upon  the  seat,
                                           With  dolly held out  straight,
                                         And  this  is  what  the  darling said :
                                           J1 Oh!  minister,  please  to  wait,
                                         And  wash  my  dolly  up  like  that—
                                           Her  name it is  Cosette.’1
                                         The  “ minister ”  smiled and  bowed his  head
                                           But  inamma blushes yet.


                                                    PROOF  POSITIVE.
                                 I   ST E P P ED   into  my  room  one  clay
                                      And  saw some  children there  at play.
                                      I sought  my  little girl  and  found  her
                                      With  half a dozen  youngsters  round  her;
                                      And  from  the way she  slapped  her  rule,,
                                      I knew that they were  “ playing  school.”
                                 I  gave  my  little  girl  a  kiss—-
                                 A  pleasure that  I  never  miss*

                                 A   murmur through  the  school-room  ran,
                                   A   smile pervaded  every  feature,
                                 “ He  must be a  committeeman ! ”
                                   They  loud  exclaimcd— ■" he  kissed  the teacher!  Sf
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