"Come Jane," said grandmamma one day, "'Tis time you learned to sew; At your age I could make a frock, And you should also know."
But Jane cared little for such things; She liked to make a noise; She used to run about all day, And shout, and play with boys.
So now she only tossed her head And ran with eager feet, And soon was racing up and down, And playing in the street.
Once Jane was to a party asked; Her friends...
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