{"1": {"fulltext": "PS 3545\\n.E533\\nJ5\\n1899\\nCopy 1\\n4\\nt\\nmm Mfe:", "height": "3510", "width": "2562", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "0o x.\\nv V\\n-JO\\n-7*,\\nV o xN\\nA -y\\nw w\\nSy v\\nt", "height": "3500", "width": "2315", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "V\\nv 0o.\\nvc. A\\nc v.-", "height": "3500", "width": "2213", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3431", "width": "2127", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "THE JINGLE BOOK", "height": "3431", "width": "2127", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "-s 9 o", "height": "3431", "width": "2127", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3431", "width": "2127", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "J!?e Jutor\\nA tutor who tooted the flute\\nTried to teach two young tooters to toot.\\nSaid the two to the tutor,\\nIs it harder to toot, or\\nTo tutor two tooters to toot?", "height": "3421", "width": "2202", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "THE JINGLE BOOK\\n,v\\nCAROLYN WELLS\\npictured by\\nOLIVER HERFORD\\nTHE MACMILLAN COMPANY\\nLONDON: MACMILLAN CO., Ltd.\\n1899\\nAll rights reserved", "height": "3431", "width": "2137", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "i\\n75 3S\\nJ s\\n48697\\nCopyright, 1899,\\nBy THE MACMILLAN COMPANY.\\nTWO COPIES RECEIVED,\\nSECOND COPY,\\nNottoooti press?\\nJ. S. dishing Co Berwick Smith\\nNorwood Mass. U.S.A.", "height": "3431", "width": "2127", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "-Co Mda 9 Child", "height": "3431", "width": "2127", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3431", "width": "2127", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "CONTENTS\\nThe Tutor Frontispiece\\nTAGE\\nA Serious Question i\\nTwo Old Kings 2\\nA Day Dream 5\\nOur Club 7\\nPuzzled 9\\nAn Intercepted Valentine .11\\nA Long-Felt Want 13\\nThe Musical Carp 14\\nThe Intelligent Hen 15\\nThe Happy Hyena 17\\nA Great Lady 18\\nOpulent Ollie 20\\nThe Two Bears 21\\nThe Macaroni Man 24\\nThe 4.04 Train 29\\nA Valuable Gift 30\\nThe Grandiloquent Goat 32\\nHow the Cat was belled\\nTriangular Tommy .40\\nA Modern Invention 45\\nAn April Joke 46\\nAn Alice Alphabet .48\\nThe Funny Kittens 57\\nThe Strike of the Fireworks 60\\nThe Arch Armadillo .63\\n[vii]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "PAGE\\nA Dream Lesson 64\\nThe Rivals 68\\nThe New Cup 70\\nA Photographic Failure 71\\nChristmas Gifts 73\\nYoung America 74\\nA Bicycle built for Two 75\\nDorothy s Opinion 77\\nRoly Poly Roy 79\\nMy Barometer 85\\nThe Butter Betty bought 86\\nA Marvel 87\\nAn Alphabet Zoo 88\\nFound Wanting 94\\nA Tragic Tale of Tea 96\\nThe Erratic Rat 97\\nThe Two Friends 99\\nThe Smiling Shark 102\\nThe Mercury s Plaint 103\\nThe Pirate Poodle 105\\nAn Old Love 107\\nBobby s Pocket 109\\nThe Instructiphone 112\\nThe Lay of the Lady Lorraine 115\\nviii", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ 5eriou5 Questioi?\\nA kitten went a-walking\\nOne morning in July,\\nAnd idly fell a-talking\\nWith a great big butterfly.\\nThe kitten s tone was airy,\\nThe butterfly would scoff\\nWhen there came along a fairy\\nWho whisked his wings right\\noff.\\nAnd then for it is written\\nFairies can do such things\\nUpon the startled kitten\\nShe stuck the yellow wings.\\nThe kitten felt a\\nquiver,\\nShe rose into\\nthe air,\\nThen flew down\\nto the river\\nTo view her\\nimage there.\\nWith fear her heart was\\nsmitten,\\nAnd she began to cry,\\nAm I a butter-kitten?\\nOr just a kitten-fly?", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "5u/o Old t\\\\ir^5\\nOh the King of Kanoodledum\\nAnd the King of Kanoodledee,\\nThey went to sea\\nIn a jigamaree\\nA full-rigged jigamaree.", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "And one king couldn t steer,\\nAnd the other, no more could he\\nSo they both upset\\nAnd they both got wet,\\nAs wet as wet could be.\\nAnd one king couldn t swim\\nAnd the other, he couldn t, too;\\nSo they had to float,\\nWhile their empty boat\\nDanced away o er the sea so blue.\\n[3]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "Then the King of Kanoodledum\\nHe turned a trifle pale,\\nAnd so did he\\nOf Kanoodledee,\\nBut they saw a passing sail\\nAnd one king screamed like fun\\nAnd the other king screeched like mad,\\nAnd a boat was lowered\\nAnd took them aboard;\\nAnd, my but those kings were glad\\n[4]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "in\\nf\\\\ Day Dr^am\\nPolly s patchwork oh, dear me\\nTruly is a sight to see.\\nRumpled, crumpled, soiled, and frayed\\nWill the quilt be ever made\\nSee the stitches yawning wide\\nCan it be that Polly tried f\\n[5]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "Some are right and some are wrong,\\nSome too short and some too long,\\nSome too loose and some too tight\\nGrimy smudges on the white,\\nAnd a tiny spot of red,\\nWhere poor Polly s finger bled.\\nStrange such pretty, dainty blocks\\nBits of Polly s summer frocks\\nShould have proved so hard to sew,\\nAnd the cause of so much woe\\nOne day it was very hot,\\nAnd the thread got in a knot,\\nDrew the seam up in a heap\\nPolly calmly fell asleep.\\nThen she had a lovely dream\\nStraight and even was the seam,\\nPure and spotless was the white\\nAll the blocks were finished quite\\nEach joined to another one.\\nLo, behold the quilt was done,\\nLined and quilted, and it seemed\\nTo cover Polly as she dreamed\\n[6]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "Our CJub\\nWe re going to have the mostest fan\\nIt s going to be a club\\nAnd no one can belong to it\\nBut Dot and me and Bub.\\nWe thought we d have a Reading Club,\\nBut couldn t cause, you see,\\nNot one of us knows how to read\\nNot Dot nor Bub nor me.", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "And then we said a Sewing Club,\\nBut thought we d better not;\\nCause none of us knows how to sew\\nNot me nor Bub nor Dot.\\nAnd so it s just a Playing Club,\\nWe play till time for tea\\nAnd, oh, we have the bestest times\\nJust Dot and Bub and me.\\n[8]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "puzzled\\nThere lived in ancient Scribbletown a wise old writer-\\nman,\\nWhose name was Homer Cicero Demosthenes McCann.\\nHe d written treatises and themes till, For a change,\\nhe said,\\nI think I ll write a children s book before I go to\\nbed.\\n[9]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "He pulled down all his musty tomes in Latin and in\\nGreek\\nConsulted cyclopaedias and manuscripts antique,\\nEssays in Anthropology, studies in counterpoise\\nFor these, he said, are useful lore for little girls\\nand boys.\\nHe scribbled hard, and scribbled fast, he burned the\\nmidnight oil,\\nAnd when he reached The End he felt rewarded\\nfor his toil;\\nHe said, This charming Children s Book is greatly to\\nmy credit.\\nAnd now he s sorely puzzled that no child has ever\\nread it.\\n[10]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "f\\\\r) Intercepted l/aleptipe\\nLittle Bo-Peep, will you be mine\\nI want you for my Valentine.\\nYou are my choice of all the girls,\\nWith your blushing cheeks and your fluttering curls,\\nWith your ribbons gay and your kirtle neat,\\nNone other is so fair and sweet.", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "Little Bo-Peep, let s run away,\\nAnd marry each other on Midsummer Day;\\nAnd ever to you I ll be fond and true,\\nYour faithful Valentine,\\nLittle Boy Blue.\\n[12]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ toi?^peit U/apt\\nJij NE day wee Willie and his dog\\nSprawled on the nursery floor.\\n4ijiii# He had a florist s catalogue,\\nAnd turned the pages o er,\\nTill all at once he gave a spring,\\nu Hurrah! he cried with joy;\\nMamma, here s just the very thing\\nTo give your little boy\\nFor when we fellows go to school,\\nWe lose our things, you know\\nAnd in that little vestibule\\nget mixed up so.\\nyou often say you\\ncan t\\nTake care of em for\\nme,\\nWhy don t you buy\\na rubber plant.\\nAnd an um-\\n^P^ brellatreeV\\n[i3]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "5l?e /T)usieal 5arp\\nThere once was a corpulent carp\\nWho wanted to play on a harp,\\nBut to his chagrin\\nSo short was his fin\\nThat he couldn t reach up to C sharp.\\nCm]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "5l?e li?telli $ei?t flet)\\nTwas long ago, a year or so,\\nIn a barnyard by the sea,\\nThat an old hen lived whom\\nyou may know\\nBy the name of\\nFiddle-de-dee.\\nShe scratched around in\\nthe sand all day,\\nFor a lively old hen\\nwas she.\\nAnd then do you know, it happened this way\\nIn that barnyard by the sea\\nA great wise owl came down one day,\\nAnd hooted at Fiddle-de-dee,\\nJust hooted at Fiddle.de-dee.\\nAnd he cried, Hi! Hi! old hen, I say!\\nYou re provincial, it seems to me!\\nWhy, what do you mean? cried the old red hen,\\nAs mad as hops was she.\\nOh, I ve been round among great men,\\nIn the world where the great men be.\\nAnd none of them scratch with their claws like you,\\nThey write with a quill like me.\\n[i5]\\n2S", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "Now very few people could get ahead\\nOf that old hen, Fiddle-de-dee.\\nShe went and hunted the posy-bed,\\nAnd returned in triumphant glee.\\nAnd ever since then, that little red hen,\\nShe writes with a jonquil pen, quil pen,\\nShe writes with a jonquil pen.\\ny^^C\\nif-*? 1\\n^H\\n[16]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "Jtye j^ppy JHyeoa\\nThere once was a happy Hyena\\nWho played on an old concertina.\\nHe dressed very well,\\nAnd in his lapel\\nHe carelessly stuck a verbena.\\n[i7]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ (Jreat l^dy\\nThis is the Queen of Nonsense Land,\\nShe wears her bonnet on her hand;\\nShe carpets her ceilings and frescos her floors,\\nShe eats on her windows and sleeps on her doors.\\nOh, ho Oh, ho to think there could be\\nA lady so silly-down-dilly as she\\nShe goes for a walk on an ocean wave,\\nShe fishes for cats in a coral cave;\\n[18]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "She drinks from an empty glass of milk,\\nAnd lines her potato trees with silk.\\nI m sure that fornever and never was seen\\nSo foolish a thing as the Nonsense Queen\\nShe ordered a wig for a blue bottle fly,\\nAnd she wrote a note to a pumpkin pie\\nShe makes all the oysters wear emerald rings,\\nAnd does dozens of other nonsensible things.\\nOh the scatterbrained, shatterbrained lady so grand,\\nHer Royal Skyhighness of Nonsense Land\\n[19]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "Opuiept Oili^\\nOne Saturday opulent Ollie\\nThought he d go for a ride on the trolley;\\nBut his pennies were few,\\nHe only had two,\\nSo he went and made mud-pies with Polly.\\n[20]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "51?e 3uk) Bear5\\nPrince Curlilocks remarked one day\\nTo Princess Dimplecheek,\\nI haven t had a real good play\\nFor more than most a week.\\nSaid Princess Dimplecheek, My dear,\\nYour majesty forgets\\nThis morning we played grenadier\\nWith grandpa s epaulets.\\nAnd yesterday we sailed to Spain\\nWe both were pirates bold,\\nAnd braved the wild and raging main\\nTo seek for hidden gold.\\nTrue, said the prince; I mind me well\\nRight hardily we fought,\\nAnd stormed a massive citadel\\nTo gain the prize we sought.\\nBut if your ladyship agrees,\\nMethinks we ll go upstairs\\nAnd build a waste of arctic seas,\\nAnd we ll be polar bears.\\n[21]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "Yes, if you ll promise not to bite,\\nFair Dimplecheek replied,\\nAlready half-way up the flight,\\nHis highness by her side.\\nPrincess, on that far window-seat,\\nGo, sit thee down and wait,\\nWhile I ask nursie for a sheet,\\nOr maybe six or eight.\\nA pile of sheets his highness brought.\\nDear princess, pray take these\\nAlthough our path with danger s fraught,\\nWe ll reach the polar seas.\\nTwo furry rugs his lordship bore,\\nTwo pairs of mittens white\\nHe threw them on the nursery floor\\nAnd shouted with delight.\\nHe spread those sheets the funny boy-\\nO er table, floor, and chair.\\nPrincess, said he, don t you enjoy\\nThis frosty, bracing air\\nThese snowy sheets are fields of ice,\\nThis is an iceberg grim.\\nYes, dear, I think it s very nice,\\nShe said, and smiled at him.\\n[22]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "And then they donned the rugs of fur,\\nThe mittens, too, they wore\\nAnd Curlilocks remarked to her,\\nNow you must roar and roar.\\nH.\u00e2\u0084\u00a2\\nDimplecheek looked out from the cowl\\nFormed by her furry rug.\\nI m fraid of bears that only growl\\nI like the kind that hug.\\n[*3]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "Jl?e l/ery /I)erry l/oya^ of tl?e\\n/Tlaearopi /T)ap\\nThis figure here before you is a Macaroni Man,\\nWho is built, as you may notice, on a most ingenious\\nplan.\\nHis skeleton, I beg to state, is made of hairpins\\nthree,\\nWhich are bent and curved and twisted to a marvellous\\ndegree.\\nHis coat-sleeves and his trouser-legs, his head and eke\\nhis waist\\nAre made of superfine imported macaroni paste.\\nAnd if you care to listen, you may hear the thrilling\\ntale\\nOf the merry Macaroni Man s extraordinary sail.\\nOne sunny day he started for a voyage in his yacht,\\nHis anxious mother called to him, and said, You d\\nbetter not\\nAlthough the sun is shining bright, I fear that it may\\nrain\\nAnd don t you think, my darling boy, you d better take\\nthe train\\n[24]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "Oh, no, said he, no clouds I see, the sky is blue\\nand clear,\\nI will return in time for tea good-by, my mother\\ndear.\\nFull merrily he started off, the day was fine and fair,\\nAnd to his great delight he found no dampness in the\\nair.\\nYou know if he gets wet, a Macaroni Man is spoiled,\\nAnd if he stands too near the steam, of course he may\\nget boiled.\\nBut our hero used precautions, carefully he shunned\\nthe spray,\\nAnd when the steam blew toward him, he just steered\\nthe other way.\\nNow, as the breeze was from the land, his course lay\\nout to sea\\nHe sailed so far that he felt sure he would be late for\\ntea.\\n[^5]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "He sailed, and sailed, and sailed, and sailed, he\\nfeared the dew would fall\\nHe tried to turn, but oh, that steam! it would not do\\nat all!\\nA single puff blew toward him, and it nearly cooked\\nhis face\\nThe mournful Macaroni Man felt sadly out of place.\\nBut a happy thought occurred to him, Ha, ha, ho,\\nho said he,\\nI ll just sail on around the world, and then, it seems\\nto me,\\nI ll reach my home (according to a careful estimate)\\nIn time for tea, although I ll be perhaps a trifle\\nlate.\\n[26]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "Then merrily his gallant ship sped o er the bounding\\nmain,\\nQuickly he crossed the ocean wide, he flew by France\\nand Spain\\nCovered the Mediterranean, spanned the Suez Canal,\\nI ll reach my home to-night, he thought, oh, yes,\\nI m sure I shall.\\nHe skimmed the Red Sea like a bird, the Indian\\nOcean crossed\\n(But once, in Oceanica, he feared that he was lost).\\nHe passed Australia on the fly, cut over Capri-\\ncorn,\\nAnd as the sunset gun he heard, he swung around Cape\\nHorn.\\n[^7]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "Still at full speed, he sailed due north, he rounded\\nCape St. Roque,\\nCrossed the equator, and found out the Gulf Stream\\nwas no joke.\\nHe coasted by the seaboard States. Hurrah all danger\\npast,\\nQuickly he sailed the last few miles and reached his\\nhome at last\\nHis mother welcomed him, and said, I m glad there\\nwas no shower;\\nBut hurry in, my bonny boy, I ve waited tea an hour.\\n[28]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "5l?e 4.04 Sraii?\\nThere s a train at 4.04, said Miss Jenny;\\nFour tickets I ll take. Have you any?\\nSaid the man at the door\\nNot four for 4.04,\\nFor four for 4.04 is too many.\\n09]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "A l/aiuable (tft\\nOld Father Time, one day\\nIn his study, so they say,\\nWas indulging in a surreptitious nap,\\nWhen from his drowsy dreams\\nHe was wakened, as it seems,\\nBy a timid but persistent little rap.\\nHe yawned and rubbed his eyes\\nIn indolent surprise,\\nThen slowly he arose from where he sat;\\nHe opened wide his door,\\nAnd nearly tumbled o er\\nThe figure that stood waiting on the mat.\\n[30]", "height": "3426", "width": "2191", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "A tiny little dog,\\nWith excitement all agog,\\nAnd angry eyes that seemed to flash and glower.\\nHis manner was polite,\\nBut he said, I claim my right\\nAnd I ve called, sir, to demand of you my hour.\\nYour what the old man said,\\nAs he shook his puzzled head\\nAnd the pertinacious puppy spoke with force:\\nWell, sir, they often say,\\n1 Every dog must have his day,\\nSo a puppy ought to have an hour, of course\\nThe old man shook with glee,\\nBut he said obligingly,\\nThe dog days are all gone, I grieve to say;\\nBut since you ve f\\ncome so far,\\nAnd so mannerly\\n[3.]", "height": "3431", "width": "2175", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "if^L\\nJfye (Jrapdilo (quept (Joat\\nA very grandiloquent Goat\\nSat down to a gay table d hote\\nHe ate all the corks,\\nThe knives and the forks,\\nRemarking On these things I dote.\\nThen, before his repast he began,\\nWhile pausing the menu to scan,\\nHe said Corn, if you please,\\nAnd tomatoes and pease,\\nI d like to have served in the can.", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "Jfou/ t^ 5at u/as B^ll^d\\nA fable told by La Fontaine,\\nTwo centuries or more ago,\\nDescribes some rats who would arraign\\nA cat, their direst foe,\\nWho killed so many rats\\nAnd caused the deepest woe,\\nThis Catiline of cats.\\nThe poor rats were at their wits end\\nTheir homes and families to defend;\\nAnd as a last resort\\nThey took the case to court.\\nIt seems they called a caucus wise\\nOf rats of every age and size,\\nAnd then their dean,\\nWith sapient mien,\\nA very Solon of a rat,\\nSaid it was best to bell the cat.\\nThe quaint old tale goes on to tell\\nHow this plan would have worked quite well,\\n[33]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "But, somehow, flaws\\nAppeared, because\\nNo one would hang the bell.\\nThough there the ancient fable ends,\\nLater report the tale extends,\\nNo longer is the truth withheld;\\nDevelopments appear,\\nAnd so you have it here.\\nFor the first time\\nSet down in rhyme\\nJust how that cat was belled.\\nThe council, as twas getting late,\\nWas just about to separate,\\nWhen suddenly a rat arose\\nWho said he could a plan propose\\nWhich would, he thought, succeed\\nAnd meet their urgent need.\\nNow as this rat was very small,\\nAnd had no dignity at all,\\nAlthough his plan was well advised,\\nWe really need not be surprised\\nThat all the rats of riper years\\nExpressed the gravest doubts and fears\\nTill suddenly\\nHe said, said he,\\nIf you will leave it all to me,\\n[34]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "I will avow\\nThree days from now\\nThat you shall all be free.\\nThe solemn council then adjourned.\\nEach rat to home and fireside turned;\\nBut each shook his wise head\\nAnd to his neighbor said\\nIt is a dangerous job, in truth,\\nThough it seems naught to headstrong youth.\\nNow young Sir Rat we next behold,\\nWith manner brave and visage bold,\\nGo marching down\\nTo London town,\\nWhere wondrous things are sold.\\nWe see him stop\\nAt a large shop,\\nAnd with the bland clerk s courteous aid\\nThis was the purchase that he made\\nA bicycle of finest make,\\nWith modern gear and patent brake,\\nPedometer, pneumatic tire,\\nAnd spokes that looked like silver wire,\\nA lantern bright\\nTo shine at night,\\nEnamel finish, nickel plate,\\nAnd all improvements up to date.\\nSaid sly Sir Rat: It suits me well,\\nEspecially that sweet-toned bell\\n[35]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "The shades of night were falling fast\\nWhen Sir Rat turned toward home at last.\\nThe neighbors watched him as he passed\\nAnd said What is that queer-shaped thing\\nSurely that can t be made to ring.\\nSir Rat went on, nor stayed\\nTo hear the jests they made\\nAnd just outside the old cat s gate\\nHe stopped and boldly braved his fate,\\n[36]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "For if that cat\\nShould smell a rat\\nHow quickly he d come out and catch him,\\nAnd with what gusto he d despatch him\\nSir Rat, against the picket-fence\\nLeaned the machine, then hurried hence,\\nAnd hid himself with glee,\\nAnd waited breathlessly\\nTo see what that\\nCantankerous cat\\nWould say, when in the twilight dim\\nHe saw that brightly shining rim.\\nSir Rat, though hidden quite,\\nAnd safely out of sight,\\nHad scarcely time to wink his eye,\\nWhen Mr. Cat came sauntering by.\\nHa Ha said he,\\nWhat s this I see,\\nA bicycle and just my size\\nWell, this, indeed, is a surprise!\\nI ll confiscate\\nThis treasure great\\nHow quickly I ll fly o er the ground\\nWhen I pursue my hunting round\\nHe mounted it with eager haste,\\nIt suited well his sporting taste;\\n[37]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "He guided it at will,\\nAnd used the brake with skill,\\nHe grasped the handle-bars, and then\\nYou see it was his custom when\\nHe did a thing, to do it well\\nOf course he used the clear-toned bell!\\nVictory now the deed is done\\nNo longer at the set of sun\\n[38]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "The rats fly shrieking to their nests,\\nThey saunter round with merry jests\\nAnd ne er a thought of fear,\\nKnowing full well\\nThey ll hear the bell\\nWhen Mr. Cat draws near.\\nAnd young Sir Rat who did the deed,\\nWhose cleverness relieved their need,\\nHis wondrous enterprise\\nWas lauded to the skies.\\nAnd everywhere his name\\nWas hailed with shouts of fame.\\nIn difficulties, oft we see\\nModern improvements frequently\\nWill prove a happy remedy.\\n[39]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "5^ I^t?yfl^ of Sriai^ular Sommy\\nTriangular Tommy, one morning in May,\\ni Went out for a walk on the public highway.\\n\u00c2\u00a3\u00c2\u00a7f Just here I will say,\\nJhB\u00c2\u00a7 Twas a bright sunny day,\\n^r^ And the sky it was blue, and the grass it\\nwas green,\\nThe same sky and grass that you ve all of you seen;\\nAnd the birds in the trees sang their usual song,\\nAnd Triangular Tommy went trudging along.\\nBut I can tell you\\nHe cared naught for the view.\\nHe did just what small boys of his age always do\\nHe shouted out Scat\\nAt a wandering cat,\\nAnd he picked a big daisy to stick in his hat;\\nThe clovers he topped,\\nAnd the toadstools he cropped,\\nAnd sometimes he scuffled and sometimes he hopped.\\nHe took an old stick and poked at a worm,\\nAnd merrily chuckled to see the thing squirm\\n[40]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "When he chanced to look up,\\nand in gorgeous array\\nTriangular Tilly was coming his\\nway.\\nTriangular Tom straightened up\\nin a jiff,\\nAnd put on his best manner exceed-\\ningly stiff\\nAnd as far as his angular shape would\\nallow\\nTriangular Tom made a beautiful bow.\\nTriangular Tilly went smilingly by,\\na With a glance that was friendly, but just a bit\\nT shy.\\nHj And Tom so admired her that after she passed,\\nMa A backward look over his shoulder he cast.\\nW^^ And he said, Though I think many girls are\\nbut silly,\\nI really admire that Triangular Tilly.\\nBut soon all such thoughts were put out of his head,\\nFor who should come by but Triangular Ted,\\nThe very boy Tom had been wishing to see\\nHello said Triangular Tommy, said he.\\nHello said Triangular Ted, and away\\nThose two children scooted to frolic and play.\\nAnd they had, on the green,\\nWhere twas all dry and clean,\\nThe best game of leap-frog that ever was seen.\\n[41]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "Triangular Tom bent down this way, you know,\\nAnd Triangular Ted stood be-\\nA side him, just so,\\n^^^W abk. ^%i When one, two, three\\nMfr m\\nWith the greatest\\ngusto,\\nTed flew over Tom in a manner not slow.\\nThey played hide-and-seek, they played marbles and tag,\\nThey played they were soldiers,\\nand each waved a flag\\nTill at last they confessed,\\nThey wanted to rest\\nSo they sat down and chatted\\nwith laughter and jest\\nWhen Schoolmaster Jones they suddenly spied,\\nCome clumping along with his pedagogue stride,\\nBL As usual, with manner quite preoccupied\\nTOH With his hat on one side,\\nAnd his shoe-lace untied\\nJrl A surly old fellow, it can t be denied;\\nJm And each wicked boy\\nThought that he would enjoy\\nAn occasion the thoughtful old man to annoy,\\nAnd all of his wise calculations destroy.\\nSo they thought they d employ\\nA means known to each boy.", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "And across the wide pavement they fastened a twine\\nExceedingly strong but exceedingly fine\\nAnd Triangular Tommy laughed out in his glee,\\nTo think how upset the old master would be\\nAlthough very wicked, their mischievous scheme\\nWas a perfect success and with a loud scream,\\nA horrible clash,\\nA thump and a smash,\\nOld Schoolmaster Jones came down\\nwith a crash.\\nHis hat rolled away, and his spectacles\\nbroke,\\nAnd those dreadful boys thought it a howling good\\njoke.\\nAnd they just doubled up in immoderate glee,\\nSaying, Look at the Schoolmaster\\nTee-hee tee-hee\\ns*\\nTom gave a guffaw,\\nAnd Ted roared a haw-\\nhaw\\nBut soon their diversion was turned into awe,\\nFor old Schoolmaster Jones was angry, they\\n^v saw.\\n#8jf Triangular Ted\\nM^^^ Turned swiftly and fled,\\n^J And far down the street like a reindeer he sped,\\n[43]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "Leaving Tommy to face the old gentleman s rage,\\nWho quickly jumped up, he was brisk\\n^m for his age,\\nd\u00c2\u00a3 And with just indignation portrayed on\\nhis face,\\n^^\u00e2\u0080\u00a2l To Triangular Tommy he quickly gave\\nchase.\\nAnd hearing his squeals\\nAnd his frantic appeals,\\nTriangular Tommy fast took to his heels.\\nNow Tommy was agile and Tommy was spry;\\nHe whizzed through the air he just seemed\\nj\u00c2\u00a3 to fly;\\n^wBk He rushed madly on, until, dreadful to\\nsay\\n^S^Ll He came where the railroad was just in his\\nway\\nAnd alas and alack\\nHe tripped on the track\\nAnd then with a terrible, sudden ker-thwack\\nTriangular Tommy sprawled flat on his back\\nAnd the train came along with a crash, and a crack,\\nA din, and a clatter, a clang, and a clack,\\nA toot, and a boom, and a roar, and a hiss,\\nAnd chopped him up all into pieces like this\\nIf you cut out papers just like them,\\nwhy, then,\\nIf you try, you can put him together again.\\n[44]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ [\\\\\\\\oden) IpveptioQ\\nOld Santa Claus is up-to-date,\\nAnd hereafter, rumors say,\\nHe ll come with his pack of glittering toys,\\nAnd visit the homes of girls and boys,\\nIn a new reindeerless sleigh.\\n[45]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "f\\\\T) fpril JoK\\nOh, it was a merry, gladsome day,\\nWhen the April Fool met the Queen of May\\nShe had roguish eyes and golden hair,\\nAnd they were a mischief-making pair.\\nThey planned the funniest kind of a joke\\nOn the poor, long-suffering mortal folk;\\n[46]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "And a few mysterious words he said,\\nHis fool s cap close to her flower-crowned head.\\nThen he laughed till he made his cap-bells ring,\\nAt the thought of the topsy-turvy Spring.\\nTis a fair exchange, he said, with a wink\\nIt is she said, and what do you think\\nThe flowers that should bloom in the month of May\\nEvery one of them came on an April day\\nAnd they looked for April showers in vain,\\nBut all through May it did nothing but rain\\n[47]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "f\\\\T) fttl^e ^lpt^abet\\nA is for Alice a-dressing\\nthe Queen.\\nB\\nis for Borogoves, mimsy\\nand lean.\\nc\\nis the Cheshire\\nCat, wearing a\\n7 7 grin.\\n[48]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "D\\nis the Duchess who had\\na sharp chin.\\nis the Eaglet who barred\\nout long words.\\nF\\nthe Flamingo, the queer-\\n9 est of birds.\\n[49]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "44\\nis the Gryphon,\\nloquacious and gay.\\nH\\nHumpty Dumpty\\n5 in gorgeous array\\nis for Insects with\\ncurious names.\\n[50]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "J\\n64\\nis the Jabberwock\\nburbling with flames\\n11\\nK\\nis the King who was\\nwhizzed through the\\nair.\\nL\\n66\\nis the Lobster who sug- S*\\nared his hair.\\n[so", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "11\\nM,\\nthe Mock Turtle,\\nwhose tears freely\\nflowed.\\nNobody i\\nseen on\\nthe road.\\nis for Oysters who\\ntrotted so quick.\\n[5\u00c2\u00bb3", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "Pis the Puppy\\nwho played\\ny with a stick.\\ny is the Queen who ran very fast.\\n44\\nR\\nis the Rabbit who blew\\na great blast.\\n[53]", "height": "3431", "width": "2148", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "is the Sheep, on her\\nknitting intent.\\nT\\nTweedledum, with his\\nnoisy lament.\\nu\\nis the Unicorn, valiant in\\nfeud.\\n[54]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "Y\\nis the Violet, saucy\\nand rude.\\nw.\\nthe Walrus,\\n9 addicted to\\nchat.\\nx\\nExecutioner, seek-\\nj ing the cat.\\n[55]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "Y\\nis the Youth Father Wil-\\nliam surveyed.\\n44\\nis the Zio-zas: the mouse s\\ntail made.\\nFury said to\\na mouse. That\\nhe met in the\\nhouse, Let\\nib both go\\nto law\\nwill prose-\\ncute you.\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nCome, I ll\\ntake oo de-\\nnial: We\\nmust have\\nthe trial;\\nFor really\\n5\\n[56]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "5l?e puppy ^itteps\\nOnce there were some silly kittens,\\nAnd they knitted woolly mittens\\nTo bestow upon the freezing Hottentots.\\nBut the Hottentots refused them,\\nSaying that they never used them\\nUnless crocheted of red with yellow spots.\\nSo the silly little kittens\\nTook their blue and white striped mittens\\nTo a Bear who lived within a hollow tree\\n[57]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "[5\u00c2\u00ab]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "The Bear responded sadly,\\nI would wear your mittens gladly,\\nBut I fear they are too gay for such as me.\\nThen the kittens, almost weeping,\\nCame to where a Cow lay sleeping,\\nAnd they woke her with this piteous request,\\nWon t you wear our mittens furry?\\nSaid the Cow, My dears, don t worry;\\nI will put them on as soon as I am dressed.\\nfagA\\nThen the Cow put on her bonnet\\nWith a wreath of roses on it,\\nAnd a beautiful mantilla fringed with white;\\nAnd she donned the pretty mittens,\\nWhile the silly little kittens\\nClapped their paws in admiration at the sight.\\n[59]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "T^ 5 tr \u00c2\u00b0f fy pireu/orl^$\\nTwas the night before the Fourth of July, the people\\nslept serene;\\nThe fireworks were stored in the old town hall that\\nstood on the village green.\\nThe steeple clock tolled the midnight hour, and at its\\nfinal stroke,\\nThe fire in the queer old-fashioned stove lifted its voice\\nand spoke\\nThe earth and air have naught to do, the water, too,\\nmay play,\\nAnd only fire is made to work on Independence Day.\\nI won t stand such injustice! It s wrong, beyond a\\ndoubt,\\nAnd I shall take my holiday. Good-by, I m going out!\\nUp spoke a Roman candle then, The principle is\\nright\\nSuppose we strike, and all agree we will not work\\nto-night!\\nMy stars said a small sky-rocket. What an awful\\ntime there ll be,\\nWhen the whole town comes together to-night, the great\\ndisplay to see\\n[60]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "Let them come, said a saucy pinwheel, yes, let\\nthem come if they like,\\nAs a delegate I ll announce to them that the fireworks\\nare going to strike\\nMy friends, said a small cap-pistol, this movement\\nis all wrong,\\nGunpowder, noise, and fireworks to Fourth of July\\nbelong.\\nMy great ancestral musket made Independence Day,\\nI frown on your whole conspiracy, and you are wrong,\\nI say!\\nAnd so they talked and they argued, some for and\\nsome against,\\nAnd they progressed no further than they were when\\nthey commenced.\\nUntil in a burst of eloquence a queer little piece of\\npunk\\nArose in his place and said, I think we ought to\\nshow some spunk.\\nAnd I for one have decided, although I am no shirk,\\nThat to-day is a legal holiday and not even fire should\\nwork.\\nAnd I am of some importance, here he gave a\\npretentious cough,\\nFor without my assistance none of you could very\\nwell be put off.\\nYou are right, said the Roman candle, and I think\\nwe are all agreed\\n[61]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "To strike for our rights and our liberty. Hurrah we\\nshall succeed\\nThe dissenters cried with one accord, Our objections\\nwe withdraw.\\nHurrah, hurrah for the fireworks strike! and they\\ncried again, Hurrah\\nThen a match piped up with a tiny voice, Your\\nsplendid scheme I like.\\nI agree with all your principles and so I, too, will\\nstrike\\nSuiting the action to the word, the silly little dunce\\nClambered down from his matchsafe and excitedly struck\\nat once.\\nHe lost his head, and he ran around among the fire-\\nworks dry,\\nAnd he cried, Hurrah for the fireworks strike Hur-\\nrah for the Fourth of July!\\nWith his waving flame he lit the punk a firecracker\\ncaught a spark,\\nThen rockets and wheels and bombs went off no\\nlonger the place was dark\\nThe explosions made a fearful noise, the flames leaped\\nhigh and higher,\\nThe village folk awoke and cried, The town hall is on\\nfire\\nSo the strike of the fireworks ended in a wonderful\\ndisplay\\nOf pyrotechnic grandeur on Independence Day\\n[62]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "Jt?e f\\\\ret) ^rmadillo\\nThere once was an arch Armadillo\\nWho built him a hut neath a willow\\nHe hadn t a bed\\nSo he rested his head\\nOn a young Porcupine for a pillow.\\n[6 3", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "fi Drea/n Cessop\\nOnce there was a little boy who wouldn t go to bed,\\nWhen they hinted at the subject he would only shake\\nhis head,\\nWhen they asked him his intentions, he informed them\\npretty straight\\nThat he wouldn t go to bed at all, and Nursey needn t wait.\\nAs their arguments grew stronger, and their attitude\\nmore strict,\\nI grieve to say that naughty boy just yelled and screamed\\nand kicked.\\nAnd he made up awful faces, and he told them up and\\ndown\\nThat he wouldn t go to bed for all the nurses in the\\ntown.\\nThen Nursey lost her patience, and although it wasn t\\nright,\\nRetorted that for all she cared he might sit up all\\nnight.\\nHe approved of this arrangement, and he danced a jig\\nfor joy,\\nAnd turned a somersault with glee; he was a naughty\\nboy.\\n[6 4", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "And so they all went off to bed and left him sitting there,\\nRight in the corner by the fire in Grandpa s big arm-\\nchair.\\nHe read his books and played his games, he even\\nsang a song\\nAnd thought how lovely it\\nwould be to sit up all\\nnight long.\\nBut soon his games grew\\nstupid, and his puz-\\nzles wouldn t\\nwork\\nHe drew himself\\nup stiffly with W\\na sudden lit-\\ntle jerk,\\nAnd he said, I am\\nnot sleepy, and I ^_^ v\\nlove to play alone S^\\nAnd I think the rest was\\nmumbled in a drowsy monotone\\nHe leaned back on the cushions like that night he had\\nthe croup\\nHis head began to wobble and his eyes began to droop\\nHe closed them for a minute, just to see how it would\\nseem,\\nAnd straightway he was sound asleep, and dreamed this\\nawful dream!\\n[65]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "He thought he saw a garden filled with flowers and\\nroses gay,\\nA great big gardener with a hoe came walking down\\nhis way\\nAh, ha! exclaimed the gardener, as he clutched him\\nby the head,\\nHere s a fine specimen I ve found; I ll plant him in\\nthis bed\\nHe held the boy in one big hand, unheeding how he\\ncried,\\nAnd with the other dug a hole enormous, deep, and wide.\\n[66]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "He jammed the little fellow in, and said in gruffest tone,\\nThis is the bed for naughty boys who won t go to\\ntheir own.\\nAnd then the dirt was shovelled in, it covered up his\\ntoes,\\nHis ankles, knees, and waist and arms, and higher yet\\nit rose.\\nFor still the gardener shovelled on, not noticing his cries\\nIt came up to his chin and mouth it almost reached\\nhis eyes;\\nJust then he gathered all his strength and gave an\\nawful scream,\\nAnd woke himself, and put an end to that terrific dream.\\nAnd he said, as Nursey tucked him up and bade him\\nsnugly rest,\\nWhen I am planted in a bed, I like my own the\\nbest.\\n[67]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "5f?e Rivals\\nTwo well-built men, neither giant nor dwarf, X Q\\nWere Monsieur Elims and Mynheer Nworf.\\nThey lived in a town not far away,\\nAnd spent their time in work and play.\\nNow Monsieur Elims was loved by all\\nBy rich and poor, by great and small.\\nAnd Mynheer Nworf remarked one day,\\nBrother, explain to me, I pray,\\nL 68]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "Why no one likes me as well as you,\\nNo matter what I may say or do.\\nI have stores of knowledge packed in my head\\nI am learned and wise and very well read\\nI can dance, I can sing, I m extremely polite\\nI am worth a large fortune all in my own right.\\nBut still, and this question has caused me much\\nthought,\\nWhile I am neglected, you re everywhere sought.\\nMonsieur Elims replied My dear sir, that is true,\\nBut you see, I am I, and you see, you are you.\\nIf I receive praises and you receive blame,\\nTis doubtless because each lives up to his name.\\nYou ll find his defence rather puzzling, I fear\\nBut read their names backward the meaning is clear.\\n[6 9", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "5t?e Jteu; Qjp\\nI ve a lovely new cup from Uncle John,\\nSaid Dorothy; only see\\nIt has beautiful golden letters on,\\nAnd they spell Remember Me.\\nOho! laughed Fred. Why, Dorothy dear,\\nThey put that on mugs and plates\\nve studied jography most a year,\\nAnd I know the names of the States.\\nAnd when you see that anywhere,\\nAt least, since this fuss with Spain,\\nIt s the President who puts it there,\\nAnd it means Remember the Maine\\n[70]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ pfyoto^rapfyic; pailure\\nMr. Hezekiah Hinkle\\nSaw a patient Periwinkle\\nWith a kodak, sitting idly by a rill.\\nFeeling a desire awaken t\\nFor to have his picture taken, r y\\nMr. Hezekiah Hinkle stood stock-still.\\nMr. Hezekiah Hinkle\\nFelt his brow begin to wrinkle,\\nAnd his pose assume a sad and solemn style\\nBut the Periwinkle trusted,\\nAs the focus he adjusted,\\nThat his customer would kindly try to smile.\\nMr. Hezekiah Hinkle\\nFelt his eyes begin to twinkle,\\nAnd his mouth took on a broad and open grin\\nSaid the Periwinkle, sadly,\\nIf you stretch your jaw so madly,\\nI fear perhaps that I shall tumble in.\\nMr. Hezekiah Hinkle\\nFelt his hair begin to crinkle,\\n[71]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "As it rose up on his forehead in affright;\\nThough his comrade spoke so mildly,\\nMr. Hinkle wondered wildly,\\nHow he could escape this dire and awful plight.\\nMr. Hezekiah Hinkle\\nSaid, I fear it s going to sprinkle,\\nAnd really for a storm I m not prepared.\\nThen without a further warning\\nHe politely said, Good morning,\\nAnd the patient Periwinkle stood and stared.\\npay?*\\n[72]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "Christmas Qf\\\\$\\nTen Christmas presents standing in a line\\nRobert took the bicycle, then there were nine.\\nNine Christmas presents ranged in order straight;\\nBob took the steam engine, then there were eight.\\nEight Christmas presents and one came from Devon\\nRobbie took the jackknife, then there were seven.\\nSeven Christmas presents direct from St. Nick s\\nBobby took the candy box, then there were six.\\nSix Christmas presents, one of them alive\\nRob took the puppy dog, then there were five.\\nFive Christmas presents yet on the floor;\\nBobbin took the soldier cap, then there were four.\\nFour Christmas presents underneath the tree\\nBobbet took the writing desk, then there were three.\\nThree Christmas presents still in full view;\\nRobin took the checker board, then there were two.\\nTwo Christmas presents, promising fun,\\nBobbles took the picture book, then there was one.\\nOne Christmas present and now the list is done\\nBobbinet took the sled, and then there were none.\\nAnd the same happy child received every toy,\\nSo many nicknames had one little boy.\\n[73]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "V f\\nYou 9$ f\\\\(i\\\\er\\\\Qa\\nWee Willie sat a-\\nthinking,\\nAnd he shook his\\ncurly head.\\nAround him on the\\nnursery floor\\nHis treasures lay outspread\\nJ^^J\\nFirecrackers and torpedoes,\\nTrumpet and flag and drum,\\nRockets and pinwheels and paper caps,\\nFor Fourth of July had come.\\nBut it makes me sort o sorry,\\nWee Willie said with a sigh,\\nTo think of those poor little English boys\\nWithout any Fourth of July.\\n[74]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ Bieyel built for 5u/o\\nThere was an ambitious young eel\\nWho determined to ride on a wheel\\nBut try as he might,\\nHe couldn t ride right,\\nIn spite of his ardor and zeal.\\nIf he sat on the saddle to ride\\nHis tail only pedalled one side\\nAnd I m sure you ll admit\\nThat an eel couldn t sit\\nOn a bicycle saddle astride.\\nOr if he hung over the top,\\nHe could go, but he never could stop\\nFor of course it is clear\\nHe had no way to steer,\\nAnd under the wheel he would flop.\\nHis neighbor, observing the fun,\\nSaid, I think that the thing can be done,\\nIf you ll listen to me,\\nYou ll quickly agree\\nThat two heads are better than one.\\n[75]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "And this is my project, old chap,\\nAround our two waists I will wrap\\nThis beautiful belt\\nOf bottle-green felt\\nAnd fasten it firm with a strap.\\nThis done, with a dignified mien\\nThe two squirmed up on the machine,\\nAnd rode gayly away,\\nOr at least, so they say,\\nWho witnessed the wonderful scene.\\n[76]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "Dorothy s Opipiop\\nMamma has bought a calendar,\\nAnd every single page\\nHas pictures on of little girls\\nMost just about my age.\\nAnd when she bought it yesterday,\\nDown at the big bazaar,\\nShe said, What lovely little girls,\\nHow true to life they are.\\n[77]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "But I don t think they re true to life,\\nAnd I ll just tell you why;\\nThey never have a rumpled frock\\nOr ribbon bow awry.\\nAnd though they play with cats and dogs,\\nAnd rabbits and white mice,\\nAnd sail their boats and fly their kites,\\nThey always look so nice.\\nAnd I am sure no little girl\\nThat ever have seen,\\nCould play with dogs or sail a boat\\nAnd keep her frock so clean.\\n[78]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "Jl?e I^oll of l^oly poly I^oy\\nOnce on a time a lad I knew\\nHis sister called him Bubby\\nHis cheeks were red, his eyes were\\nblue,\\nAnd he was plump and chubby.\\nIndeed, he was so stout a boy,\\nSome called him Roly Poly Roy\\nThey called him that\\nFor he was fat\\nAnd very plump and chubby.\\nHe caused his father grief profound,\\nAnd made his mother worry,\\nBecause he d roll along the ground\\nWhen he was in a hurry.\\nFor as he couldn t see his toes,\\nHe often tumbled on his nose;\\n[79]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "So, on the whole,\\nTwas best to roll\\nWhen he was in a hurry.\\nGet up! the people urged, but he\\nReplied, There s no use talking\\nI roll around because, you see,\\nIt s easier than walking.\\nAnd though it looked extremely droll\\nTo see the lad lie down and roll,\\nIt was, forsooth,\\nFor that fat youth\\nFar easier than walking.\\nOne day he thought he d try to ride;\\nAlas, he was so bulky,\\nHe tumbled off the other side,\\nWhich made him rather sulky.\\n[80]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "He heard his comrades jeer and scoff,\\nAgain he tried and tumbled off,\\nAnd when he fell\\nThey d shout and yell\\nOf course it made him sulky.\\nJust out of town there was a place\\nWith rolling ground and hilly,\\nAnd here Roy started for a race\\nWith Dick and Tom and Willy.\\nYou ll know of course before you re told\\nThat Roy just laid him down and rolled;\\nAnd so, you see,\\nHe easily\\nBeat Dick and Tom and Willy.\\nThat day two giants came along\\nFrom Huncamunca Valley,\\nSeeking some tenpins good and strong\\nFor their new bowling alley.\\nThey reached the hilly sort of place\\nJust as our hero won the race\\nLook at him roll\\nThey said. He ll bowl\\nOn our new bowling alley.\\nThe other boys are squarely built\\nFor tenpins they ll do finely\\nNo matter if a few get kilt,\\nAnd then they smiled benignly.\\n[81]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "[82]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "Quickly they kidnapped ten small boys,\\nAll howling with a fearful noise\\nThey took them all,\\nAnd Roy for ball,\\nAnd then they smiled benignly.\\nThey hurried to their home and then\\nBegan their barbarous bowling.\\nThey set in rows the children ten\\nAnd then set Roy a-rolling.\\nBut as the giants were strong and great,\\nThey shot poor Roy at such a rate,\\nAnd with such might,\\nThat out of sight\\nPoor Roy was set a-rolling.\\nHe rolled and rolled and rolled and rolled,\\nBut soon, his fears dispelling,\\n[83]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "With happiness he did behold\\nHe d safely reached his dwelling.\\nSecure and safe from further harms,\\nHis mother caught him in her arms,\\nAnd said with joy,\\nMy darling boy,\\nYou ve safely reached your dwelling.\\nNow rolling seems to him to be\\nMore dangerous than walking.\\nAnd Roly Poly Roy you ll see\\nAlong the sidewalks stalking.\\nHe ll always have a certain fear\\nThat giants may be lurking near,\\nAnd so he ll go\\nWith motion slow\\nAlong the sidewalk stalking.\\n[34]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "f[\\\\y Barometer\\nMy little maid with golden hair\\nComes each morning for a\\nkiss;\\nAnd I know the day will be ^i([M\\nfine and fair\\nWhen Polly looks like this.\\nOr I know the clouds will frown\\nand lower,\\nThe skies will be dull and\\ngray,\\nAnd perhaps there ll be a pass-\\ning shower,\\nWhen Polly looks this way.\\nBut a violent storm of rain or\\nsnow\\nI can prognosticate,\\nFor the sign will never fail, I\\nknow, (m--^3\\nWhen this is Polly s pate.\\n[8 S", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "Jf?e Butter Betty Bou^t\\nBetty Botta bought some butter\\nBut, said she, this butter s bitter!\\nIf I put it in my batter\\nIt will make my batter bitter.\\nBut a bit o better butter\\nWill but make my batter better.\\nThen she bought a bit o butter\\nBetter than the bitter butter,\\nMade her bitter batter better.\\nSo twas better Betty Botta\\nBought a bit o better butter.\\n[86]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ /T)aruel\\nAn old astronomer there was\\nWho lived up in a tower,\\nNamed Ptolemy Copernicus\\nFlammarion McGower.\\nHe said I can prognosticate\\nWith estimates correct;\\nAnd when the skies I contemplate,\\nI know what to expect.\\nWhen dark ning clouds obscure my sight,\\nI think perhaps twill rain;\\nAnd when the stars are shining bright,\\nI know tis clear again.\\nAnd then abstractedly he scanned\\nThe heavens, hour by hour,\\nOld Ptolemy Copernicus\\nFlammarion McGower.\\n[87]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "fa /Mptyabet Zoo\\nA. was an apt Alligator,\\nWho wanted to be a head-waiter;\\nHe said, I opine\\nIn that field I could shine,\\nBecause I am such a good skater.\\nB was a beggarly Bear,\\nWho carefully curled his front hair;\\nHe said, I would buy\\nA red-spotted tie,\\nBut I haven t a penny to spare.\\nC was a cool Chimpanzee,\\nWho went to an afternoon tea.\\nWhen they said, Will you take\\nA caraway cake\\nHe greedily took twenty-three\\nD was a diligent Doe,\\nIn summer she shovelled the snow\\nIn the spring and the fall\\nShe did nothing at all,\\nAnd in winter the grass she would mow.\\n[88]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "E was an erudite Ermine,\\nWho tried very hard to determine\\nIf he should earn a cent,\\nHow it ought to be spent,\\nAnd decided to purchase a sermon.\\nF was a fussy Flamingo,\\nWho remarked to his family, By jingo\\nI think I would go\\nTo that animal show,\\nBut they all talk such barbarous lingo.\\nG was a giddy Gazelle,\\nWho never could learn how to spell;\\nBut she managed to pass\\nTo the head of her class,\\nBecause she did fractions so well.\\nH was a haughty young Hawk,\\nWho affected society talk\\nBut when introduced\\nAt a large chicken roost\\nHe excitedly screamed out, Oh, Lawk\\nI was an idle Iguana,\\nWho lived upon curried banana;\\nWith tears he d protest\\nThat he never could rest\\nTill he learned to sing Eileen Alanna.\\n[89]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "J was a jimp Jaguar,\\nWho purchased a Spanish guitar;\\nHe played popular airs\\nAt fetes and at fairs,\\nAnd down at the Fancy Bazaar.\\nK was a kind Kangaroo,\\nWhose bonnet was always askew\\nSo they asked her to wait\\nWhile they put it on straight\\nAnd fastened it firmly with glue.\\nL was a lachrymose Leopard,\\nWho ate up twelve sheep and a shepherd,\\nBut the real reason why\\nHe continued to cry\\nWas his food was so lavishly peppered.\\nM was a mischievous Marten,\\nWho went to the Free Kindergarten\\nWhen they asked him Xo plat\\nA gay-colored mat,\\nHe tackled the job like a Spartan.\\nN was a naughty Nylghau,\\nWho wandered too near a buzz saw.\\nIt cut off his toes,\\nAnd the shrieks that arose\\nFilled all of the neighbors with awe.\\n[9\u00c2\u00b0]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "O was an ossified Oyster,\\nWho decided to enter a cloister.\\nHe could not return,\\nSo continued to yearn\\nFor his home in the sea, which was moister.\\nP was a poor old Poll Parrot,\\nWho had nothing to eat but a carrot,\\nAnd nothing to wear\\nBut a wig of red hair,\\nAnd nowhere to live but a garret.\\nQ was a querulous Quab\\nWho at every trifle would sob\\nHe said, I detest\\nTo wear a plaid vest,\\nAnd I hate to eat corn from the cob\\nR was a rollicking Ram,\\nAttired in an old pillow sham.\\nWhen asked if he d call\\nAt the masquerade ball,\\nHe said, I ll go just as I am.\\nS was a shy Salamander,\\nWho slept on a sunny veranda.\\nShe calmly reposed,\\nBut, alas while she dozed\\nThey caught her and killed her and canned her.\\n[91]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "T was a tidy young Tapir,\\nWho went out to bring in the paper;\\nAnd when he came back\\nHe made no muddy track,\\nFor he wiped his feet clean on the scraper.\\nXJ was a young Unicorn,\\nThe bravest that ever was born.\\nThey bought him a boat\\nAnd they set him afloat,\\nAnd straightway he sailed for Cape Horn.\\nV was a vigorous Vulture,\\nWho taught animals physical culture\\nWhen a pupil dropped dead,\\nThe kind teacher said,\\nYou needn t consider sepulture.\\nW was a wild Worm,\\nAll day he did nothing but squirm.\\nThey sent him to school,\\nBut he broke every rule,\\nAnd left at the end of the term.\\nX was a Xiphias brave,\\nWho lived on the crest of the wave.\\nTo each fish he would say,\\nGood day, sir, good day\\nAnd then a polite bow he gave.\\n[9^]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "Y was a young Yellowhammer,\\nWho raised a ridiculous clamor;\\nAnd he chattered until\\nAn owl said, Keep still\\nI m trying to study my grammar.\\nZ was a zealous old Zibet,\\nToboggans he tried to prohibit.\\nIf any one tried\\nTo take a sly slide,\\nHe ordered him hanged on a gibbet.\\n93", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "poupd U/ai?ti9 5\\nThere lived a wondrous sculptor once, a genius in his\\nway,\\nNamed Phidias Praxiteles Canova\\nMerryday.\\nHe sat within his studio and said,\\nI really must\\nBegin a Rhodian anaglyptic cero-\\nplastic bust.\\nMy customers demand them, their\\nfame rings near and far,\\nBut then, alas, the\\ntrouble is, I\\ndon t know\\nwhat they are.\\n[94]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "Though I could carve a Venus or a Belvedere with ease,\\nMy wondrous skill is lacking when it comes to carving\\nthese.\\nI cast and cut and chisel, I model and I mould,\\nI copy poses picturesque from studies new and old;\\nIn marble, bronze, and potter s clay, in wax and wood\\nand stone\\nI carve the old-time statues with improvements of my\\nown.\\nI have Apollo on a horse, Minerva on a wheel,\\nHercules going fishing with his basket and his creel.\\nA Mercury on roller-skates, Diana\\nwith a hat,\\nAnd Venus playing tennis with\\nAchilles at the bat.\\nYet these my customers pass by,\\nand ask with interest keen,\\nFor things with long and\\ntiresome names, I\\ndon t know what\\nthey mean.\\nAnd so I let my ham-\\nmers hang, and let\\nmy chisels rust,\\nFor I cannot\\ndo an ana-\\nglyptic cero\\nplastic bust.", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "f\\\\ Jra$i Jale of Jea\\nThe Beetle was blind, and the Bat was blinder,\\nAnd they went to take tea with the Scissors-grinder.\\nThe Scissors-grinder had gone away\\nAcross the ocean to spend the day\\nBut he d tied his bell to the grapevine swing.\\nThe Bat and p$x the Beetle heard it ring,\\nAnd neither J|= the Beetle nor Bat could see\\nWhy no one vgfe. offered them any tea.\\nSo, polite i|Q\u00c2\u00bb and patient, they re waiting yet\\nFor the cup yj~y of tea they expect to get.\\n[96]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "5^ Erratic: I^at\\nThere was a ridiculous Rat\\nWho was awfully puffy and fat.\\nI ll carry, he said,\\nThis plate on my head,\\nTwill answer in place of a hat.\\nAnd then he remarked with a frown,\\nI suppose that I must have a gown\\n1 make me a kilt\\nf this old crazy-quilt,\\nwear when I m going to\\ntown.\\nAnd of course, though the weather is warm,\\nIt may be there ll come up a storm;\\nAn umbrella I ll make\\nOf a caraway cake,\\nIt ll match with my whole uniform.\\n[97]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "And I ll carry a bottle of ink\\nIn case I should wish for a drink;\\nAnd this flat-iron so sweet\\nI ll take with me to eat,\\nAnd now I am ready, I think.\\ncrlf-p^\\n[98]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "r-i RST\\nCLAS\\nSHI ME\\n/0/ce\u00e2\u0080\u009e\\nJ^ Ju;o priepdj\\nA Spider and a Centipede went out to take a walk\\nThe Centipede said frankly, I will listen while you\\ntalk,\\nBut I may appear distracted, or assume a vacant stare,\\nBecause to keep my feet in step requires my constant\\ncare.\\nSaid the Spider: I appreciate your most pe-\\nculiar case,\\nAnd your feet must be quite handy when you\\nwant to run a race;\\n[99]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "But though you gain in some ways, in some\\nother ways you lose\\nAnd, of course, my friend, you must be quite\\nextravagant in shoes.\\nAh! yes. Ah! yes, a heavy sigh escaped the Centi-\\npede\\nAnd I have other trials, too my life is hard in-\\ndeed\\nWhy, sometimes when I m very tired, a long, long time\\nit takes\\nTo ascertain with certainty which foot it is that aches.\\nAnd when I go to dancing-class on Saturdays at three,\\nI find the First Position very difficult for me.\\nThough I put my best foot foremost, and good time I\\ntry to keep,\\nTo my chagrin, I often find a foot or two asleep.\\nAthletics I attempted, but, alas I must admit\\nThat every exercise I tried I put my foot in it.\\nI think I ll join a foot-ball team, as many\\nfriends suggest,\\nBefore I ve one foot in the grave and gout in\\nall the rest.\\nBut now I ll say good-morning; for, my friend, I have\\nto stop\\nTo get my boots blacked neatly at this little boot-black s\\nshop;\\nI0", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "And, as you may imagine, it will keep me here some\\ntime,\\nBut, what is worse, I ll have to pay him many a hard-\\nearned dime.\\nThe Spider said good-morning, and pursued his\\nway alone,\\nAnd as he went he murmured, in a thoughtful\\nundertone\\nI m a happy little Spider, and I m very glad\\nindeed,\\nThat I was born an octoped and not a centi-\\npede!\\n[101]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "51^ Smilii} 2 5 t ar K\\nThere was an old Shark with a smile\\nSo broad you could see it a mile.\\nHe said to his friends,\\nAs he sewed up the ends,\\nIt was really too wide for the style.\\n102", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "Jl?e /Mercury s piaipt\\nI don t know why I m slandered so, jl\\nIf I go high, if I go low,\\nThere s always some one who will\\nsay,\\nJust see that mercury to-day!\\nAnd whether toward the top\\nI crawl\\nOr down toward zero I may\\nfall,\\nThey always fret, and say that I\\nAm far too low or far too high.\\nAlthough I try with all my might\\nI never seem to strike it right.\\nNow I admit it seems to me\\nThey show great inconsistency.\\nBut they imply am to blame\\nOf course that makes my anger flame,\\nAnd in a fiery fit of pique\\nI stay at ninety for a week.\\nOr sometimes in a dull despair,\\nI give them just a frigid stare;\\nio 3]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "And as upon their taunts I think\\nMy spirits down to zero sink.\\nMine is indeed a hopeless case\\nTo strive to please the human race\\nI0 4]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "J^ pirat^ poodl^\\nOnce there was a Pirate Poodle,\\nAnd he sailed the briny seas\\nFrom the land of Yankee Doodle\\nSouthward to the Caribbees.\\nHe would boast with tales outlandish,\\nOf his valor and renown\\nAnd his cutlass he would brandish\\nWith a fearful pirate frown.\\n[105]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "So ferocious was his manner\\nAll his crew looked on, aghast;\\nAnd his fearful pirate banner\\nFloated from his pirate mast.\\nHe reiterated proudly\\nNaught had power to make him quail\\nYet when thunder roared too loudly\\nHe would turn a trifle pale.\\nAnd he turned a little paler\\nWhen there came a sudden squall\\nFor this funny little sailor\\nWas ridiculously small.\\nAnd whene er a storm portended\\nHe d betake himself below.\\nSo much fear and courage blended\\nDid a pirate ever show\\n[.06]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "f\\\\T) Old Cov\\nPriscilla, Auntie s promised me\\nA brand-new Paris doll\\nAnd though I love you, yet you see\\nI cannot keep you all.\\nNursey declares I really must\\nThrow one of you away;\\nAnd you re the oldest, so I trust\\nYou will not care to stay.\\nYou ve lost an arm, your dress is torn,\\nYour wig is all awry\\nPriscilla, you are so forlorn,\\nWe ll have to say good-by.\\nio7]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "And yet oh, don t! my dolly dear,\\nDon t look so sad, I pray\\nYou precious dolly, come right here,\\nYou shan t be thrown away\\nYou re ragged, yes, and lame and blind,\\nYou re really but a wreck\\nBut, dear Priscilla, never mind,\\ndo not care a speck.\\nYour eyes do nicely when they re shut,\\nAnd I can mend the rest\\nWell p raps I ll love the new one but\\nI ll always love yon best.\\n[108]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "Bobby s pocket\\nOur Bobby is a little boy, of six years old, or so;\\nAnd every kind of rubbish in his pocket he will stow.\\nOne day he thought he d empty it (so he again could\\nstock it);\\nAnd here s an alphabet of what was found in Bobby s\\npocket.\\nA was a rosy Apple, with some bites out, here and\\nthere\\nB was a bouncing rubber Ball that bounded in the air.\\nC was a crispy crusty Cake with citron on the top\\nD was a dancing Donkey that could jump around and\\nhop.\\nE was a little robin s Egg, all speckled blue and brown;\\nF 1 was a fluffy Feather that was white and soft as\\ndown.\\nG was a lively Grasshopper, whose legs and wings\\nwere green\\nH was a grimy Handkerchief that once perhaps was\\nclean.\\n109]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "I was a plaster Image that had lost its plaster head\\nJ was a jolly Jumping-Jack all painted blue and red.\\nK was a keen and shining Knife, twould cut the\\ntoughest bark;\\nLi was a little wooden Lion, strayed out of Noah s Ark.\\nM was a Marble, large and round, with colors bright\\nand clear;\\nN was a bent and rusty Nail, of little use, I fear.\\nO was a tiny Oil-can, which was always upside down\\nP was a Penny Bob had saved to spend some day in\\ntown.\\nQ was a Quilted ear-tab, which had lost its velvet mate\\nR. was a Ring with a glassy gem of wondrous size and\\nweight.\\nS was a String, a piece of Soap, a Stone, a Sponge, a\\nStick\\nT was a lump of Taffy, exceeding soft and thick.\\nU an Umbrella-handle, of silver-mounted horn\\nV was a comic Valentine, a little creased and worn.\\nvV was some sticky Wax, lovely to pinch and mould;\\nX was an old Xpress receipt, worn out in every fold.\\n[no]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "Y was a lot of Yellow Yarn, all bunched up like a\\nmop\\nZ was a jagged piece of Zinc, found in a plumber s\\nshop.\\nAll these are Bob s possessions he loves every single\\nthing\\nAnd owning all these treasures he s as happy as a\\nKing!\\nml", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "3^ Ipstruetiptyoi^\\nThere was a youthful genius once, a boy of thirteen\\nyears,\\nNamed Cyrus Franklin Edison Lavoisier De Squeers.\\nTo study he was not inclined, for fun he had a bent\\nBut there was just one article he\\nwanted to invent.\\nIt s a sort of a contraption which\\nwill work itself, he said,\\nAnd, without studying, will put\\nmy lessons in my head.\\nHe thought and puzzled o er his\\nplan, he worked with might\\nand main\\nTo utilize the wondrous schemes\\nwithin his fertile brain\\nUntil at last the thing was done, and to his friends\\nsaid he\\nIt is the wonder of the age Success I can foresee\\nMy great invention is complete, and tis no idle vaunt\\nI m sure that my Instructiphone will fill a long-felt want.\\n[112]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "The action is quite simple I will try to make it\\nclear\\nThis funnel-shaped receiver I apply to my left ear;\\nThen in this hopper I will put whate er I wish to\\nlearn\\nA page of history or of Greek, \u00e2\u0080\u0094and then this crank\\nI ll turn.\\nThe topic goes into this tube, a sort of phonograph\\nWhich acts directly on my mind, it does, you needn t\\nlaugh\\nI do not have to think at all, for, as I pull this\\nchain,\\nMy wonderful machine transmits the knowledge to my\\nbrain.\\nThe plan was good, the works were fine, and yet there\\nwas a flaw\\nWhen Cyrus turned the crank around, the neighbors\\nwatched with awe.\\nHe confidently pulled the chain with motion quick and\\ndeft;\\nThe knowledge entered his right ear and came out at\\nhis left.\\nHe tried again, a page of Greek; he tried a theme\\noccult,\\nA message and an errand, every time the same re-\\nsult\\n[ii3]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "Then Cyrus knew that somehow his machine had missed\\nits aim\\nFor though the works ran smoothly it was always just\\nthe same.\\nNo matter what the book might be, or what it was\\nabout,\\nIt would go in at one ear, at the other twould come\\nout!\\nSo in his laboratory, baffled Cyrus sitting lone,\\nStrives to correct the sad defect in his Instructiphone.\\nBut it is my opinion, there s no fault in the machine\\nThe trouble is that Cyrus is like other boys I ve seen.\\n4]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "bin a y \u00c2\u00b0f Cad y Corraii H\\nThe Lady Lorraine was sweet and fair;\\nThe Lady Lorraine was young;\\nShe had wonderful eyes and glorious hair,\\nAnd a voice of a cadence rich and rare;\\nOh, she was a lady beyond compare\\nBy all were her praises sung,\\nTill valley and plain\\nTook up the refrain,\\nAnd rang with the praise of the Lady Lorraine.\\nAnd besides all charms of form and face,\\nThere were other attractions about Her Grace;\\nBesides her delicate, lily-white hands,\\nShe had rolling acres and broad, rich lands;\\nBesides her patrician coat of arms,\\nShe had far-reaching forests and fertile farms;\\nAnd of many an ancient and wide domain\\nThe beautiful lady was chatelaine.\\nSo of course at her door\\nThere were suitors galore;\\nThey came by the dozen, and came by the score.\\nThey came in droves, and they came in hordes,\\nTitled nobility, princes, lords,\\n[ii5]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "Dukes and marquises, viscounts and peers,\\nAmbassadors, marshals, grandees, grenadiers,\\nBarons and baronets, earls, and esquires,\\nIllustrious sons of illustrious sires\\nBut twas ever in vain\\nThey sought to attain\\nThe heart and the hand of the Lady Lorraine.\\nAnd day after day\\nThey turned sadly away\\nFor the Lady Lorraine continued to say,\\nDecidedly, certainly, stubbornly,\\nNay!\\nShe cared not for wreaths of\\nlaurel or bay,\\nTheir titles or rent rolls or uniforms gay,\\nTheir medals or ribbons or gaudy display,\\nTheir splendid equipment, demeanor, or bearing\\nShe observed not their manners, nor what they were\\nwearing; j- ii6 -j", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "Their marvellous exploits for her had no charms\\nTheir prowess in tourney, their valor at arms\\nTheir wondrous achievements of brawn or of brain,\\nAll, all were as naught to the Lady Lorraine.\\nTo each suitor she d say, with her hand on her heart,\\nSir, I ask of you only that you will depart.\\nIn vain they entreated, they begged and they plead,\\nThey coaxed and besought, and they sullenly said\\nThat she was hard-hearted, unfeeling, and cruel.\\nThey challenged each other to many a duel\\nThey scowled and they scolded, they sulked and they\\nsighed,\\nBut they could not win Lady Lorraine for a bride.\\nNow the reason for this, as you may have divined,\\nWas because in her maidenly heart was enshrined\\nThe image of one who was just to her mind\\nWho was loving and kind,\\nTo whose faults she was blind,\\nThe lord of her heart, and the love of her life,\\nTo whom she had promised to be a fond wife.\\nHer Highness was happy, for even now he\\nWas hastening to her across the blue sea.\\nHe had written to say he was then on the way,\\nAnd would greet his fair lady on Christmas day.\\nTwas Christmas eve. In the old oak hall\\nPreparations were made for the Christmas ball.\\n71", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "Gay garlands were hung from ceiling and wall;\\nThe Yule log was laid, the tables arrayed,\\nAnd the Lady Lorraine and her whole cavalcade,\\nFrom the pompous old\\nsteward to the scul-\\nlery-maid,\\nWere all in a fluster,\\nExcitement and bluster,\\nAnd everything shone with\\na marvellous lustre.\\nSuch savory viands the larders presented\\nSuch wondrous confections the bakers invented\\nSuch pasties and cates of eccentric design\\nSuch sparkling decanters of rarest old wine\\nAnd ready at hand was the great wassail-bowl,\\nAnd the jolly old boar s head, with lemon,\\nso droll.\\nThe nook for musicians was carefully\\nplanned,\\nAnd carols and glees would be played by\\nthe band.\\nAt last all was ready. The workmen were done\\nAnd awaiting the jollity, mirth, and frivolity,\\nThe games and the dancing, the feasting and fun,\\nThe old hall was empty, save only for one,\\nThe Lady Lorraine, who surveyed it with pride,\\nAnd said, It is worthy of Lord Cecil s bride!\\n[118]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "Then a bright smile illumined her happy yonng face,\\nHer roguish eyes twinkled, and gayly Her Grace\\nCrossed the old polished floor with a step light and\\nquick,\\nAnd her high slipper heels went clickety-click.\\nShe looked cautiously round, she was all by herself\\nLike a mischievous elf,\\nShe took from a shelf\\nA mistletoe spray with its berries\\nlike pearls\\nThen tossing her head and shak-\\ning her curls,\\nIn a manner half daring and yet\\nhalf afraid,\\nThe madcap maid, with a smile\\nthat betrayed\\nExpectant thoughts of her lover\\ndear,\\nFastened the spray to the chande-\\nlier.\\nThen in a merry, fanciful mood,\\nInspired by the time and the solitude,\\nThe Lady Lorraine,\\nIn whimsical vein,\\nSaid, On Christmas eve, neath this mistletoe bough,\\nI ll solemnly make an immutable vow.\\nWith a glance at the portraits that hung on the wall,\\nShe said, I adjure ye to witness, all:\\n9]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "I vow by the names that I ve long revered,\\nBy my great-great-grandfather s great gray beard,\\nBy my father s sword, by my uncle s\\nhat,\\nBy my spinster aunt s Angora cat,\\nBy my ancient grandame s buckled\\nshoes,\\nBy my uncle Gregory s marvellous\\nbrews,\\nBy Sir Sydney s wig,\\nAnd his ruff so big,\\nIndeed, by his whole preposterous rig,\\nBy the scutcheon and crest, and all the rest\\nOf the signs of my house, I vow this vow\\nThat whoever beneath this mistletoe bough\\nShall first kiss me, he none but he\\nMy partner for life shall henceforth be.\\nShe had scarcely ceased when she\\nheard a sound.\\nShe looked around,\\nAnd, startled, found\\nFrom the old oak chimney place it\\ncame.\\nFor there, as if in an old oak frame,\\nA figure quaint, yet familiar too,\\nMet her astonished, bewildered view.\\nOf aspect merry, yet something weird,\\nWith kind blue eyes and a long white beard,\\nI2", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "Fur-trimmed cloak, and a peaked cap,\\nRosy cheeks, a jolly old chap;\\nAnd, though surprised, she recognized\\nSt. Nicholas, dear to her childhood days,\\nAnd she met his smile with a welcome gaze.\\nThe jolly old man beheld Her Grace,\\nWith her laughing eyes and her winsome face;\\nHe couldn t resist her,\\nIndeed, who could\\nAnd he heartily kissed her\\nWhere she stood\\nAnd exultingly cried, I heard\\nyour vow;\\nAnd Lady Lorraine shall be my\\nbride now\\nThe lady trembled, as in a daze;\\nWith a startled gaze of blank\\namaze,\\nShe looked at the figure who\\nstood by her side\\nAnd audaciously claimed her for\\nhis bride.\\nThen she bowed her head\\nAnd the color fled\\nFrom the cheeks that his kiss had flushed rosy red.\\nHer heart was filled with a sad despair\\nAs she thought of her lover, Lord Cecil Clare,\\n[HI]", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "And his dire dismay\\nWhen on Christmas day-\\nHe should ride up gayly in brave array,\\nAnd find his sweetheart stolen away.\\nBut the honor and pride of her race were at stake\\nAnd for conscience sake\\nShe dared not break\\nHer solemn vow, though her heart might ache.\\nTo be true to her word, her sire had taught her,\\nAnd she was a loyal, obedient daughter.\\nShe appealed to the portraits of squires and dames,\\nWho looked sternly down from their gilded frames\\nBut they seemed to say, There must ne er be broken\\nA promise or vow a Lorraine has spoken.\\nWith stifled sighs, and with tears in her eyes,\\nThough she tried to assume a cheerful guise,\\nShe turned to the suitor who stood apart,\\nAwaiting the gift of her hand and heart;\\nAnd she said with a gentle, dignified air\\nMy heart belongs to Lord Cecil Clare\\nBut my fatal vow,\\nThough I rue it now,\\nI dare not break. So, at your command,\\nI fulfil it! On you I bestow my hand.\\nO noble lady her suitor cried,\\nTwas only a merry test I tried.\\n122", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "Full well I knew\\nThat your heart was true.\\nBehold your lover, my bonny bride\\nI assumed this guise for a Christmas joke.\\nAnd as he spoke,\\nHe threw off his cloak,\\nHe flung to the floor his peaked hood,\\nAnd a gallant knight before her stood\\n^fp\\nHe doffed his wig and his long white beard\\nAll signs of St. Nicholas disappeared;\\nAnd smiling there, in the firelight s glare,\\nWas the gay and noble Lord Cecil Clare\\nThe lady marvelled a glad surprise\\nBetokened itself in her lovely eyes;\\nAnd with her merriment quite restored,\\nShe said, You are welcome home, my lord\\nAnd I m thankful, now,\\nThat I kept my vow.\\nI2 3", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "Lord Cecil raised her hand to his lips,\\nAnd gallantly kissed her finger tips;\\nWhile the squires and dames\\nLooked down from their frames,\\nAnd Bless you, my children they seemed to say.\\nThen the band appeared, and began to play\\nThe guests arrived, and without delay\\nThe fun commenced, and the old oak hall\\nNever had known such a Christmas ball\\nThe feast was spread,\\nAnd the dance was led\\nBy the knight and the lady, and every one said,\\nWith a shout that rent the midnight air,\\nLong live Lord Cecil and Lady Clare\\nI2 4", "height": "3436", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "jinglebook00well_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "Singing Verses for Children\\nBY\\nLYDIA AVERY COONLEY\\nIllustrated and Decorated by Alice Music by Frederic W. Root, Eleanor\\nKellogg Tyler Smith, Jessie L. Gay nor, Prank\\nH. Atkinson, Jr.\\nQuarto* Cloth* price $2,00, net\\nCOMMENTS OF THE PRESS\\nThe Inter-Ocean, Chicago, calls it one of the most imaginative and\\nexquisite publications of this or any other season. It is poetry, music, and\\nfine art all in one. Of the verses it adds, We know of nothing so good\\nfrom any single author, embracing so wide a range of strictly nursery topics.\\nThe New York Tribune also finds it in every way attractive. The rhymes\\ndeal with themes calculated to appeal to children, and the lines are cleverly\\nand gracefully turned. Mrs. Tyler s pictures and decorations reproduced\\nin dainty colors are the finishing touch to a useful and pleasing anthology.\\nThe Evening Post, Chicago, is enthusiastic over the exquisite volume of\\ndelightful rhymes, and the beautiful drawings which express in another way\\nthe fancies Mrs. Ward has shaped in such dainty verse. The music is the\\ncomplement of the words and pictures. Catching the spirit of both, the com-\\nposers have suited the melody to rhyme and composition, making the whole\\na work of rare beauty an artistic achievement that is sure to enjoy endur-\\ning fame.\\nThe Philadelphia Evening Telegraph will review the book later, but an-\\nnounces it with the words, It makes a strong bid for holiday favor.\\nThe Times-Herald gives its paragraph a headdine, the gem of holiday\\nbooks, and goes on\\nThe verses are by Mrs. Coonley-Ward, and are specially fitted to their\\npurpose, being simple, wholesome, and joyous.\\nAs for the pictures, if only one could be reproduced here in colors, there\\nwould be a stampede for the book. 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