Harper's Young People, January 11, 1881 An Illustrated Monthly
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THE FATE OF MR. BROWN.
Mr. Brown, from Boston, Never was quite pleased; He visited a country friend, And fretted, frowned, and teased.
"The birds sing so loudly," Such was his complaint; "The fowls are so noisy-- Teach them some restraint.
"A hen should lay eggs And cackling forego, And cocks in the morning More musically crow.
"But the-world is all wrong, I'll go back to town;" _And here the earth opened_, _And swallowed Mr. Brown_.
HATTY IN A FRIGHT.
As Hatty tripped along the stair Lightly ran a rat behind her; Hatty screamed, I do declare, Till we had to seize and bind her.
HASTY WIN.
A terrible Turk, with a gay turbaned head, His brow puckered up in a crease, Bends over a kettle of simmering red.-- "Fly, Johnny, and call the police.
"Some mischief he's cooking; just look at him grin: A prison is what he deserves." "You goose of a boy, ridiculous Win, _He is making rose preserves_."
DOLLY'S ENDING.
The night she should have been a bride, That night my precious dolly--_died_. In a robe of spangled gold Hide her from the sunshine bold, The fleet beauty of a rose Marking the spot of her repose.
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