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hat what you say? I am greatly obliged for your kindness and cares, But I really can manage my own small affairs, And banish intruders who give themselves airs. [Illustration] Snap! Yap! yap! yap! You defy me?--you pigmy, you insolent scrap! What!--this to my teeth, that have worried a score Of the biggest rats bred in the granary floor! Come on, and be swallowed! I spare you no more! Help! Yelp! yelp! yelp! Little master, pray save an unfortunate whelp, Who began the attack, but is now in retreat, Having shown all his teeth, just escapes on his feet, And is trusting to you to make safety complete. [Illustration] Oh! Let me go! My poor eye! my poor ear! my poor tail! my poor toe! Pray excuse my remarks, for I meant no such thing. Don't trouble to come--oh, the brute's on the wing! I'd no notion, I'm sure, there were flies that could sting. Dear me! I can't see. My nose burns, my limbs shake, I'm as ill as can be. I was never in such an undignified plight. Mamma told me, and now I suppose she was right; One should know what one's after before one shows fight. [Illustration] CANADA HOME. Some Homes are where flowers for ever blow, The sun shining hotly the whole year round; But our Home glistens with six months of snow, Where frost without wind heightens every sound. And Home is Home wherever it is, When we're all together and nothing amiss. Yet Willy is old enough to recall A Home forgotten by Eily and me; He says that we left it five years since last Fall, And came sailing, sailing, right over the sea. But Home is Home wherever it is, When we're all together and nothing amiss. Our other Home was for ever green, A green, green isle in a blue, blue sea, With sweet flowers such as we never have seen; And Willy tells all this to Eily and me. But Home is Home wherever it is, When we're all together and nothing amiss. He says, "What fine fun when we all go back!" But Canada Home is very good fun When Pat's little sled flies along the smooth track, Or spills in the snowdrift that shines in the sun. For Home is Home wherever it is,
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