Verses for Children - and Songs for Music by Juliana Horatia Gatty Ewing
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tell you tales that'll frighten you into fits.
About boys who ran away from their homes, and were taken by robbers, and run after by wolves, and altogether in a dreadful state. I saw the pictures of it in a book I was looking in, to see where perhaps I should like to emigrate. I've not quite settled whether I shall, or be cast away on a desert island, or settle down nearer home; But you'd better come in and hear about it, and then, wherever it is, you'll be sure to be ready to come." So I took my darling Katerina in my arms, and we went in to tea. I love Katerina, though she lost her head long ago, poor thing; but Fritz made me put her off my knee, For he said, "When you're hushabying that silly old doll I know you're not attending to me. Now look here, Grethel, I think I have made up my mind that we won't go far; For we can have a house, and I can be master of it just as well where we are. Under the stairs would be a good place for a house for us if there's room. It's very dirty, but you're the housewife now, and you must sweep it out well with the broom. I shall expect you to keep my house very comfortable, and have my meals ready when there's anything to eat; And when Nickel and I come back from playing outside, you may peep out and pretend you're watching for us coming up the street. You've kept your apple, I see--I've eaten mine--well, it will be something to make a start, And I'll put by some of my cake, if you'll keep some of yours, and remember Nickel must have part. |
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