M Y lady Wind, my lady Wind,
IVI Went round about the house to find

A chink to get her foot in :
She tried the key-hole in the door,
She tried the crevice in the floor,

And drove the chimney soot in.
And then one night when it was dark,
She blew up such a tiny spark,

That all the house was pothered : From it she raised up such a flame, As flamed away to Belting Lane,

And White Cross folks were smothered. And thus when once, my little dears, A whisper reaches itching ears,

The same will come, you'll find : Take my advice, restrain the tongue, Remember what old nurse has sung

Of busy lady Wind.

DUNCH and Judy
T Fought for a pie;
Punch gave Judy

A sad blow on the eye.

TAFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief; | Taffy came to my house and stole a piece

of beef: I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home; Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow

bone.

I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not in;
Taffy came to my house and stole a silver pin :
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,
I took up a poker and Aung it at his head.

LITTLE Jack Horner sat in a corner.

L Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, and he pulled out a plum,

And said, “What a good boy am I!”

COLOMON GRUNDY,

Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday:
This is the end
Of Solomon Grundy.

PROVERBS