Boys and Girls Bookshelf; a Practical Plan of Character Building Part 7

Here in the morning we're starting so soon, Give us a message, we'll ride to the moon, Straight through the meadows and hop o'er the stile, And we will but charge you a farthing a mile.

A farthing a mile! a farthing a mile!

We will but charge you a farthing a mile.

CATCH HIM, CROW

Catch him, crow! Carry him, kite!

Take him away till the apples are ripe; When they are ripe and ready to fall, Home comes [Johnny], apples and all.

RIDE A c.o.c.k-HORSE

Ride a c.o.c.k-Horse to Charing Cross, To see a Young Lady jump on a White Horse, With Rings on her Fingers, and Bells on her Toes, She shall have Music wherever she goes.

THIS IS THE WAY

This is the way the ladies ride, Nin! Nin! Nin!

This is the way the gentlemen ride, Trot! Trot! Trot!

This is the way the farmers ride, Jogglety! Jogglety! Jogglety! Jog!

RIDE AWAY, RIDE AWAY

Ride away, ride away, Johnny shall ride, And he shall have p.u.s.s.y-cat Tied to one side; And he shall have little dog Tied to the other, And Johnny shall ride To see his grandmother.

TO MARKET, TO MARKET

To market, to market, To buy a plum bun; Home again, home again, My journey is done.

TROT, TROT, THE BABY GOES

BY MARY F. b.u.t.tS

Every evening Baby goes Trot, trot, to town-- Across the river, through the fields, Up hill and down.

Trot, trot, the Baby goes, Up hill and down, To buy a feather for her hat, To buy a woolen gown.

Trot, trot, the Baby goes; The birds fly down, alack!

"You cannot have our feathers, dear,"

They say; "so please trot back."

Trot, trot, the Baby goes; The lambs come bleating near.

"You cannot have our wool," they say; "But we are sorry, dear."

Trot, trot, the Baby goes, Trot, trot, to town.

She buys a red rose for her hat, She buys a cotton gown.

RIDE A c.o.c.k-HORSE

Ride a c.o.c.k-horse to Banbury-cross, To see what Tommy can buy; A penny white loaf, a penny white cake, And a two-penny apple pie.

Ride a c.o.c.k-horse to Shrewsbury-cross, To buy little Johnny a galloping horse; It trots behind and it ambles before, And Johnny shall ride till he can ride no more.

Here we go UP, UP, UP!

Here we DOWN, DOWN, DOWN!

Here we go BACKWARDS and FORWARDS!

And here we go AROUND AND AROUND!

#MOTHER GOOSE SONGS AND STORIES#

WHO ARE THESE?

HERE ARE ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX STORY-BOOK PICTURES.

ALL LITTLE GIRLS AND BOYS KNOW THE SIX STORIES THAT THESE SIX PICTURES BELONG TO. TELL YOUR MAMA AND PAPA WHAT THE STORIES ARE.

[Ill.u.s.tration: THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN FROM A DRAWING BY ANNE ANDERSON ]

I SAW A s.h.i.+P A-SAILING

I saw a s.h.i.+p a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; And, oh! it was all laden With pretty things for thee!

There were candies in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk, And the masts were made of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors That stood between the decks, Were four-and-twenty white mice, With chains about their necks.

The captain was a duck, With a packet on his back; And when the s.h.i.+p began to move, The captain cried, "Quack, quack!"

GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER

Goosey, goosey, gander, where dost thou wander?

Up stairs and down stairs, and in my lady's chamber; There I met an old man that would not say his prayers, I took him by his hind legs and threw him down stairs.