MATILDA'S EXTRAVAGANCE
That beautiful cottage not far from the road
In holiday time was Matilda's abode,
Who, taken one day by her aunt to the town,
Had put in her purse rather more than a crown:
'Twas either to keep, or to give, or to spend
In what she lik'd best, for herself or a friend:
Soon trinkets and ribbons in turn made her stop
To purchase a trifle at every shop,
Before she remember'd the canvas and wool
She intended to buy when her purse appear'd full;
Then wanted to borrow, a favour her aunt
Refus'd, because very improper to grant.
Young ladies' extravagance ought to be met
By teaching them—never to run into debt.
PAPA'S WATCHFULNESS
Mamma had ordered Ann, the maid,
Miss Caroline to wash;
And put on with her clean white frock
A handsome muslin sash.
But Caroline began to cry,
For what you cannot think:
She said, "Oh, that's an ugly sash;
I'll have my pretty pink."
Papa, who in the parlour heard
Her make the noise and rout,
That instant went to Caroline,
To whip her, there's no doubt.