ISABELLA'S DEFEAT
"Mamma, I quite dislike these shoes,
I hope you'll send them back;
They are so ugly! I should choose
Much prettier than black!
"I thought you mention'd blue or buff
When ordering a pair,
Or green I should like well enough,
But black I cannot bear!"
Young Isabella's prattle o'er,
Her mother soon express'd
A wish that she would say no more,
Since black ones suited best.
Which, when the little lady heard,
She did not say another word.
THE TWO PATIENTS
Miss Lucy Wright, though not so tall,
Was just the age of Sophy Ball,
But I have always understood
Miss Sophy was not half so good:
For as they both had faded teeth,
Their teacher sent for Doctor Heath,
But Sophy made a dreadful rout,
And would not have hers taken out;
But Lucy Wright endured the pain,
Nor did she ever once complain.
Her teeth return'd quite sound and white,
While Sophy's ached both day and night.