His Lordship May Compel Us To Be

I'm Youth, I'm Joy, I'm A Little Bird That Has Broken Out Of The Egg.

Oh, God, If I Were Sure I Were To Die Tonight I Would Repent At Once. It Is The Commonest Prayer In All Languages.

All The Boys Were Grown Up And Done For By This Time; So It Is Scarcely Worth While Saying Anything More About Them. You May See The Twins And Nibs And Curly Any Day Going To An Office, Each Carrying A Little Bag And An Umbrella. Michael Is An Engine Driver. Slightly Married A Lady Of Title, And So He Became A Lord. You See That Judge In A Wig Coming Out At The Iron Door? That Used To Be Tootles. The Bearded Man Who Doesn't Know Any Story To Tell His Children Was Once John.

Years Rolled On Again, And Wendy Had A Daughter. This Ought Not To Be Written In Ink But In A Golden Splash.

Wise Children Always Choose A Mother Who Was A Shocking Flirt In Her Maiden Days, And So Had Several Offers Before She Accepted Their Fortunate Papa.