NURSERY REMINISCENCES.

I REMEMBER, I remember,

When I was a little Boy,

One fine morning in September,

Uncle brought me home a toy.

I remember how he patted

Both my cheeks with kindliest mood;

"Then," said he, "you little fat head,

There's a top because you're good."

Grandmamma—a shrewd observer—

I remember gazed upon

My new top, and said with fervour,

"Oh! how kind of Uncle John!"

While mamma, my form caressing,—

In her eye the tear-drop stood,

Read me this fine moral lesson,

"See what comes of being good!"

I remember, I remember,

On a wet and windy day.

One cold morning in December,

I stole out and went to play;

I remember Billy Hawkins

Came, and with his pewter squirt,

Squibb'd my pantaloons and stockings,

Till they were all over dirt!

To my mother for protection

I ran quaking every limb.

She exclaim'd, with fond affection,

"Gracious goodness! look at him!"

Pa cried when he saw my garment—

'Twas a newly-purchased dress—

"Oh! you nasty little Warment,

How came you in such a mess?"

Then he caught me by the collar—

Cruel only to be kind—

And to my exceeding dolour,

Gave me several slaps behind.

Grandmamma, while yet I smarted,

As she saw my evil plight,

Said—'twas rather stony-hearted—

"Little rascal! sarve him right!"

I remember, I remember,

From that sad and solemn day,

Never more in dark December

Did I venture out to play.

And the moral which they taught, I

Well remember; thus they said—

"Little boys, when they are naughty,

Must be whipped, and sent to bed!"

The Ingoldsby Legends.


A correspondent, writing to Notes and Queries as far back as June 10, 1871, mentions a parody, of which, unfortunately, only the two verses following are given:—

"I remember, I remember,

The day that I was born,

When first I saw this breathing world,

All naked and forlorn.

They wrapped me in a linen cloth,

And then in one of frieze;

And tho' I could not speak just then,

Yet I contrived to sneeze.

"I remember, I remember,

Old ladies came from far;

Some said I was like mother dear,

But others thought like par;

Yet all agreed I had a head,

And most expressive eyes;

The latter were about as large

As plums in Christmas pies."

UNEDA.

Philadelphia.