So the frog, being also willing, strove to remove himself, and the result was that they two, being on the edge of the bank, fell into the water. Then the frog departed swiftly, saying, “Solitude is best for meditation.”
But the Quacky Duck, having hit his head against a stone, sank to the bottom of the pond, where he found himself in the frogs’ kitchen. And there he spied a fish, which the frogs had caught for their dinner, intending to share it in a brotherly manner, for it was a savoury fish. When the Quacky Duck saw it, he was glad; and he said, “Fish is better than frog” (for he was an English duck)! And, taking the fish, he swam with speed to the shore.
Now the frogs lamented when they saw him go, for they said, “He has our savoury fish!” And they wept, and reviled the Quacky Duck.
But he said, “Be comforted! for if I had not found the fish, I should assuredly have eaten you. Therefore, say now, which is the better for you?” And he ate the fish, and departed joyful.
WHEN the new year’s come, When the new year’s come, Then I will be a soldier, A-beating on a drum. A-beating on a drum, And a-tooting on a fife: And the new year, the new year Oh, that’s the best in life.
When the new year comes, When the new year comes, I sha’n’t have any joggraphy, I sha’n’t have any sums. I sha’n’t have any sums, Nor any rule of three, And the new year, the new year Oh, that’s the time for me.
P.S.—When the new year came, When the new year came, I had to go to school Just _exacketly_ the same! Exacketly the same! Do you think ’twas kind of mother? And the new year, the new year Is just like any other!
MARGERY MAGGOT, She lighted a faggot, To cook a repast for her cat. But instead of a bone, She made soup of a stone, And gave the poor animal that.
Barney O’Groggan, He bought a toboggan, And went out to coast on the hill. But he soon tumbled off, And came home with a cough, And his grandmother gave him a pill.
Triptolemus Tupper, Came home to his supper, And called for a pelican pie. But ’twas covered with fat, And when he saw that, Poor Trippy was ready to die.
Peter Polacko Was fond of tobacco, And purchased a pipe for to smoke. But against his desire His whiskers caught fire, And Peter was made into coke.