ration]

[_A game on the slate._]

EGGS, butter, bread,
Stick, stock, stone dead!
Stick him up, stick him down,
Stick him in the old man's crown!

[Illustration: Decoration]

WHO goes round my house this night?
None but bloody Tom!
Who steals all the sheep at night?
None but this poor one.

[Illustration: Decoration]

WHOOP, whoop, and hollow,
Good dogs won't follow,
Without the hare cries "Pee-wit."

[Illustration: This is the way the ladies ride]

THIS is the way the ladies ride:
Tri, tre, tre, tree,
Tri, tre, tre, tree!
This is the way the ladies ride:
Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree!

[Illustration: This is the way the gentlemen ride]

This is the way the gentlemen ride:
Gallop-a-trot,
Gallop-a-trot!
This is the way the gentlemen ride:
Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!

[Illustration: This is the way the farmers ride]

This is the way the farmers ride:
Hobbledy-hoy,
Hobbledy-hoy!
This is the way the farmers ride:
Hobbledy hobbledy-hoy!

[Illustration: Decoration]

HERE stands a post.
"Who put it there?"
"A better man than you:
Touch it if you dare!"

[Illustration: Decoration]

THERE were two blackbirds
Sitting on a hill,
The one nam'd Jack,
The other nam'd Jill.
Fly away Jack!
Fly away Jill!
Come again Jack!
Come again Jill!

[Illustration: JINGLES]

[Illustration: Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John]

DEEDLE, deedle, dumpling, my son John
Went to bed with his trousers on;
One shoe off, the other shoe on,
Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John.

[Illustration: Decoration]

COCK-a-doodle-doo!
My dame has lost her shoe;
My master's lost his fiddling-stick,
And don't know what to do.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!
What is my dame to do?
Till master finds his fiddling-stick,
She'll dance without her shoe.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!
My dame has lost her shoe,
And master's found his fiddling-stick;
Sing dood