Though much alarmed, they did not run, But walk'd up to the spot; And offer'd for the damage done What money they had got. When accidents like this arise, All honest, honourable boys Will act like Dick and Bryan. Elizabeth Turner. The Lamplighter My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky; It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by; For every night at tea time and before you take your seat, With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street. Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea, But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do, O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you! For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door, The Pedlar's Caravan I WISH I lived in a caravan, With a horse to drive, like a pedlar-man ! Where he comes from nobody knows, Or where he goes to, but on he goes! His caravan has windows two, And a chimney of tin, that the smoke comes through ; He has a wife, with a baby brown, And they go riding from town to town. Chairs to mend, and delf to sell! He clashes the basins like a bell; Plates with the alphabet round the border ! The roads are brown, and the sea is green, With the pedlar-man I should like to roam, W. B. Rands. A Shooting Song To shoot, to shoot, would be my delight, To shoot the cats that howl in the night; To shoot the lion, the wolf, the bear, I learnt to shoot with a pop-gun good, |