. Rhymes and jingles . An eaglet can afford to wait. TAKING TIME TO GROW. 175. NO, NO, MY DEARS NOT YET, SHE SAID. 176 RHYMES AND JINGLES. THE NAUGHTY BOY. OcH, save us ! cried Betty, I m most driven wildWould you shtep here a moment, maam, please ?For the sowl of me, maam, I cant ready the childWhile he keeps up such doins as these. I might better be curlin a porkerpine quill,Or washin the face of a be dressin of him—for he never bees stillLess I howld him by neck an by heel. Its three blissed times since I put on his clothesThat he s wriggled stret off o the chair; Not a moment ag-o
. Rhymes and jingles . An eaglet can afford to wait. TAKING TIME TO GROW. 175. NO, NO, MY DEARS NOT YET, SHE SAID. 176 RHYMES AND JINGLES. THE NAUGHTY BOY. OcH, save us ! cried Betty, I m most driven wildWould you shtep here a moment, maam, please ?For the sowl of me, maam, I cant ready the childWhile he keeps up such doins as these. I might better be curlin a porkerpine quill,Or washin the face of a be dressin of him—for he never bees stillLess I howld him by neck an by heel. Its three blissed times since I put on his clothesThat he s wriggled stret off o the chair; Not a moment ag-o he attack-ted me nose, ?•& And its twice hes been into me hair. If ye II credit me, maam, wid his cryin an kickin,He *s brought tears to my eyes, maam, like rain —If he wasnt so bad, maam, I would nt be speakin,For I niver was one to complain. Thus summoned, I went to the nursery-door, There sat master Johnny, I said, as I lifted him up from the floor, Why, Johnny, whats all this about} A scream was his answer. His flushed little faceLooked angrily u
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