XV. Susan and Patty. (continued.)

I think she'll not be angry much,

If you will promise not to touch

The things she has forbid;

Miss Patty thought her sister right,

And crept into her mother's sight,

Expecting to be chid;

But when her mother heard her say,

Dear mother do forgive me, pray,

I'll not touch knives again;"

She kiss'd her darling girls, and put

A little plaister on each cut,

Which soon reliev'd the pain.