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Title: Harper's Young People, January 27, 1880
An Illustrated Weekly

Author: Various

Release Date: March 13, 2009 [EBook #28318]

Language: English

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*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, JAN 27, 1880 ***

Produced by Annie McGuire

[Illustration: HARPER'S

YOUNG PEOPLE

AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.]

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VOL. I.--No. 13. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
CENTS.

Tuesday, January 27, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50
per Year, in Advance.

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[Illustration: "'I'LL YOUR PARTNER BE,' SAID SHE."--DRAWN BY SOL
EYTINGE, JUN.]

THE DANCE IN THE KITCHEN.

Oh, that winter afternoon,
Such a merry, merry tune
As the jolly, fat tea-kettle chose its singing to begin!
'Twas a lilting Scottish air,
And it seemed, I do declare,
As though bagpipe played by fairy was forever joining in.

Then the bagpipe ceased to play,
And another tune straightway
Sang the kettle, louder, louder, till its voice grew very big;
And the feet of laughing girls
(Girls with shamrock in their curls)
You could almost hear a-keeping time to that old Irish jig.

Darling, smiling, cunning Bess
Grasped with tiny hands her dress,
And a pretty courtesy making, while the kettle made a bow,
"I'll your partner be," said she;
"Forward, backward, one, two, three;"
And pussy cried, "Bravo! my dears," in one immense me-ow.

And they danced right merrily
Till 'twas nearly time for tea,
The kettle tilting this way and then that way--oh, what fun!
And its hat bobbed up and down
On its moist and steamy crown,
With a clatter falling off at last, and then the dance was done.

THE OLD MAN OF MONTROSE.

There was an old man of Montrose
Who had a remarkable nose,
So long and so thin,
And so far from his chin,
'Twas always in danger of blows.

One day the old man of Montrose
Went out without muffling his nose;
And