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THE MOUSE AND HER SONS. Once on a time there lived a Mouse,Sole mistress of a spacious house,And rich as mouse need be:'Tis true her dwelling, underground,Was neither long, nor square, nor round,But suiting her degree. No lofty ceilings there were seen,No windows clear, or gardens green,Or rooms with neat division.But, in a corner, she could findOf viands, sorted to her mind,A notable provision. Her neighbours round esteemed her well,And... more...

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PART I. Formation. The London Rifle Brigade, formerly the 1st London Volunteer Rifle Corps (City of London Rifle Volunteer Brigade), and now, officially, the 5th (City of London) Battalion, The London Regiment, London Rifle Brigade, familiarly known to its members and the public generally by the sub-title or the abbreviation "L.R.B.," was founded July 23rd, 1859, at a meeting convened by the Lord Mayor. It has always been intimately associated... more...

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In the year 1768 a German peddler, named George Gist, left the settlement of Ebenezer, on the lower Savannah, and entered the Cherokee Nation by the northern mountains of Georgia. He had two pack-horses laden with the petty merchandise known to the Indian trade. At that time Captain Stewart was the British Superintendent of the Indians in that region. Besides his other duties, he claimed the right to regulate and license such traffic. It was an... more...

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CHAPTER I. How a Dove-cot was fluttered in Rossmoyne. The old-fashioned clock is ticking loudly, ponderously, as though determined to betray the flight of fickle time and impress upon the happy, careless ones that the end of all things is at hand. The roses knock their fragrant buds against the window-panes, calling attention to their dainty sweetness. The pigeons coo amorously upon the sills outside, and even thrust their pretty heads into... more...

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THE FOX AND THE COCK. A Fox, one day, saw a Cock on the roof of a barn. “Come to me, my dear Master Cock,” said he; “I have always heard you are such a clever fellow; and I want to ask you a riddle.” Glad to hear himself praised, the foolish Cock came down, and the Fox caught him, and ate him in a moment. The praise of the wicked is always dangerous.   THE GIANT AND THE DWARF. A Dwarf one day met a Giant.... more...


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PREFACE. For several years beginners in the Angora goat industry were without text books, and even to-day there are very few practical treatises. From our forty years of experience in farming Angoras, and from the personal observations of our Dr. W. C. Bailey, while in the interior of Asia Minor, we have tried to select the essential points in the successful management of Angora flocks, and to present these points so that they may be used. We... more...

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Peter Pry’sPuppet ShowPart the Second   Here’s johnny Bull From England come,Who boasts of being a sailor,But yankey tars will let him know,He’ll meet with many a Failure.   The Elephant upright and tallDress’d up in Eastern style SirHis efforts here to show himselfI think will make you smile Sir   Here’s Bruin next from Russia come,Dont let him you affright, SirTho in his manner rather... more...

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1 2   ONE TWO Come buckle my Shoe. You lazy Elf! Pray do it yourself. Philadela Pub. and Sold by W. Charles. 3 4   THREE FOUR Shut the door: Let us keep ourselves warm And not think of the storm. 5 6   FIVE SIX I’m picking some sticks, That my mother may make A nice currant Cake. 7 8   SEVEN EIGHT You are... more...

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SLEIGHING SONG.   Hurrah! Hurrah! for the jolly snow!Over it we lightly go:Dear sister is so glad, you see,To have a nice drive in the sleigh with me,To have a nice drive in the sleigh with me—Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for the ice and cold!Both very young and gay and bold,We fear no snow, we fear no ice,There's naught in the world that is half so nice,There's naught in the world that is half so nice—Hurrah!... more...

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OLD MOTHER HUBBARD AND HER DOG.   Old Mother HubbardWent to the cupboard,To give her poor Dog a bone,When she came thereThe cupboard was bare,And so the poor Dog had none. JOHN McLOUGHLIN, Publisher, N. Y.       She went to the Tavern,For white wine and red,When she came backThe Dog stood on his head. She brought him a cakeWhich she bought at the Fair,When she came backThe Dog sat in a chair.    ... more...