SUGAR AND SPICE.


Our dear children gave a party,
Not one grown person there;
And the laughter, it was hearty,
Without a servant's care.

"One must," said they, "a servant be,"
And quick they cried, "one should."
So they cast lots, did that par--ty:
The lot fell on T. Good.

They rang the bell, he never came;
They called, he would not hear;
They stamped, but it was all the same,
T. Good would not appear.

They coaxed him in with marmalade,
To take a letter out.
He said that he was scarcely made
"To post and run about!"

Said he, "I've seen rich people do
Kind acts for servants' good;
But seldom have I known, its true,
Them act as e'er they should!