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TRUTH.

Do not let "Mother Truth" find a falsehood all over,--
Amongst all her children, no, never a lie;
Stand for Truth, ye wee babies, for Truth, ye who're older,
For Truth while you live, and for Truth till you die.
All ye myriads of children this little book talks to,
Form now in each household a band for the Truth,
Do not let even a "white lie," and still less a "whopper,"
Find a place in your hearts, nor your heads, nor your mouth.
You know God is Truth;--and as you are His children,
You want to be like Him as near as you can;
Speak the Truth, live the Truth, be the Truth with Him,
And Heaven will have come, as Christ taught in his plan.

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HI-DIDDLE, HO-DIDDLE.

HI-DIDDLE, HO-DIDDLE,
Pop-diddle-dee,
This Earth of ours, on which we live,
Is round as it can be.
Pray, then, what is a
Mountain, valley, hill?
They are but like little warts,
And pores, on orange-peel.
Hi-diddle, ho-diddle,
Pop-diddle-dee,--
Our Earth is swinging in the air,
As you can plainly see;-- [{113}] Pray, then, what keeps it
Hanging up in space?
The Sun, my child, attracts the Earth
And holds it in its place.