“Oh, ho!” said the Fox, “it's but a short mile

From this unto yonder town, e-oh!”

The Fox when he came to the Farmer's gate,
Who should he see but the Farmer's drake;
“I love you well for your master's sake,

And long to be picking your bones, e-oh!”

The grey goose ran right round the hay-stack, “Oh, ho!” said the Fox, “you are very fat; You'll do well to ride on my

back From this into yonder town, e-oh!”

very

The Farmer's wife she jump'd out of bed, And out of the window she popp'd her head; “Oh, husband! oh, husband! the geese are all dead,

For the Fox has been through the town, e-oh!”

The Farmer he loaded his pistol with lead, And shot the old rogue of a Fox through the head : “Ah, ha!” said the Farmer, “I think you're quite dead,

And no more you'll trouble the town, e-oh!”

TITAL

Treasury of Pleasure Books for

Young People.

THE HISTORY

OF

MOTHER GOOSE

AND

HER SON JACK.

ILLUSTRATED by John Absolon.

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