8. The butcher that killed the ox denotes the crusaders, by whom the Holy Land was wrested out of the hands of the Saracens.

9. The angel of death signifies the Turkish power, by which the land of Palestine was taken from the Franks, and to which it is still subject. 10. The commencement of the tenth stanza is designed to show that God will take signal vengeance on the Turks, immediately after whose overthrow the Jews are to be restored to their own land, and live under the government of their long-expected Messiah.

390.

"AN old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked sixpence. 'What,' said she, 'shall I do with this little sixpence? I will go to market, and buy a little pig.' As she was coming home, she came to a stile; the piggy would not go over the stile.

"She went a little further, and she met a dog. So she said to the dog, Dog! bite pig; piggy won't go over the stil; and I shan't get home to night.' But the dog would not.

"She went a little further, and she met a stick. So she said, Stick! stick! beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home to night.' But the stick would not.

"She went a little further, and she met a fire. So she said, Fire! fire! burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig,' (and so forth, always repeating the foregoing words.) But the fire would not.

"She went a little further; and she met some water. So she said, 'Water! water! quench fire; fire won't burn stick.' But the water would not.

"She went a little further, and she met an OX. So she said, 'Ox! ox! drink water; water won't quench fire,' &c. But the ox would

not.

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"She went a little further, and she met a butcher. So she said, Butcher! butcher! kill ox; ox won't drink water,' &c. But the butcher would not.

"She went a little further, and she met a rope. So she said, ' Rope! rope! hang butcher; butcher won't kill ox,' &c. But the rope would

not.

"She went a little further, and she met a rat. So she said, Rat! rat! gnaw rope; rope won't hang butcher,' &c. But the rat would not.

"She went a little further, and she met a cat. So she said, 'Cat! cat!' kill rat; rat won't gnaw rope,' &c. But the cat said to her, 'If you will go to yonder cow, and fetch me a saucer of milk, I will kill the rat.' So away went the old woman to the cow.

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"But the cow said to her,

• If

you will

go to

yonder haystack,* and fetch me a handful of hay, I'll give you the milk.'

So away went the old woman to the haystack; and she brought the hay to the cow.

"As soon as the cow had eaten the hay, she gave the old woman the milk; and away she went with it in a saucer to the cat.

"As soon as the cat had lapped up the milk, the cat began to kill the rat; the rat began to gnaw the rope; the rope began to hang the butcher; the butcher began to kill the ox; the ox began to drink the water; the water began to quench the fire; the fire began to burn the stick; the stick began to beat the dog; the dog began to bite the pig; the little pig in a fright jumped over the stile; and so the old woman got home that night."

* Or haymakers, proceeding thus in the stead of the rest of this paragraph:-" and fetch me a wisp of hay, I'll give you the milk. So away the old woman went, but the haymakers said to her,-If you will go to yonder stream, and fetch us a bucket of water, we'll give you the hay. So away the old woman went, but when she got to the stream, she found the bucket was full of holes. So she covered the bottom with pebbles, and then filled the bucket with water, and away she went back with it to the haymakers; and they gave her a wisp of hay."

THERE was a little nobby colt,
His name was Nobby Gray;
His head was made of pouce straw,
His tail was made of hay;

He could ramble, he could trot,
He could carry a mustard-pot,
Round the town of Woodstock.
Hey, Jenny, hey!

392.

DRIDDLETY drum, driddlety drum, There you see the beggars are come; Some are here and some are there,

And some are gone to Chidley fair.

393.

My father and mother,
My uncle and aunt,

Be all gone to Norton,
But little Jack and I.

A little bit of powdered beef,
And a great net of cabbage,
The best meal I have had to-day
Is a good bowl of porridge.

394.

I LOST my mare in Lincoln lane,

And could'nt tell where to find her,

Till she came home both lame and blind, With never a tail behind her.

395.

CRIPPLE DICK upon a stick,

And Sandy on a sow,

Riding away to Galloway,
To buy a pound o' woo.