As Charles his sisters sat between
An Apple Pie was brought;
Slily to get a piece unseen,
The little fellow thought.
A piece from off Sophia’s plate
Into his mouth he flung;
But, ah! repentance came too late,
It burn’d his little tongue.
The tears ran trickling down his cheek,
It put him to such pain;
He said (as soon as he could speak)
“I’ll ne’er do so again.”
LUCY AND DICKY.
Miss Lucy was a charming child.
She never said, I won’t!
If little Dick her playthings spoiled,
She said pray, Dicky, don’t!
He took her waxen doll one day,
And banged it round and round,
Then tore its legs and arms away,
And threw them on the ground.
His good mama was angry quite,
And Lucy’s tears ran down;
But Dick went supperless that night,
And since has better grown.