SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE.
'The last one of all,' said the mother, 'is to be sung by two babies only, for it is a duet. May can't learn it to-night because of her cold, so April and June shall do it.'
It was Where are you going to, my pretty maid? First the mother told them the story, and described how very pretty the pretty maid was, but how, directly the young man found she had no money, he wouldn't marry her.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO, MY PRETTY MAID?