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It began at the point where his eyes met his nose,
And ran through his backbone quite dowr. tc his toes.
Astonished, he stopped for an instant his wail,
And when to renew it lie tried— ah, sad tale!
Alas, how call 1 tell
Of the fate that befell ?
This poor little boy found he’d cried himself dry.
Mot a tear could he squeeze from liis dear little eye;
Though he struggled his hardest, ’tv,’as useless to try.
Vain— all vain !
And an unsatisfactory cry
Is the one where you haven’t a tear in your eye!
Boys, he warned by his fate.
Before Jtis too late.
Don’t cry for .small matters,
Slight bruises and hatters;
Or, indeed, who can say,
It might happen some day,
When some weighty occasion for crying should rise,
Y ou ’d be left like young Jones, with no tears in your eyes'
E va L o v ett C arsow.
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[Written expressly lot tills volume.]
a v e you a dog— a frisky clog,
H A dog that runs and plays,
With laughter in his roguish eyes,
And lively, cunning ways ?
Cross dogs have never any friends,
They snap and growl and fight,
They frighten people all the day,
And then bar]; all the night.