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Through rows of shops and booths they pass’d,
With eatables and trinkets stored ;

Till to a gard’ner’s stall they came at last,
Where cocoa-nuts lay piled upon the board.

“ Ha!” thought the Elephant, “’tis now my tarn
To show this method of nut-breaking ;

My friend above will like to learn,
Though at the cost of a head-aching.”’

Then, in his curling trunk, he took a heap,
And waved it o’er his neck with sudden sweep,
And, on the hapless driver’s sconce,
He laid a blow so hard and full,
That crack’d the nuts at once,
But with them crack’d his skull.

Young folk, whene’er you feel inclined
To rompish sports and freedoms reugh,
Bear tit for tat in mind,
Nor give an elephant a cuff,
To be sepaid in kind.

Pe Te en,

ON WINE AND SPIRITS.

GzoRGE and Harry, accompanied by ther Tutor,
went one day to pay a visit to a neighbouring gentle-
man, their father’s friend. They were very kindly re-
ceived, and shown all about the gardens and pleasure-
grounds; but nothing took their fancy so much as an
extensive grapery, hung round with bunches of various
kinds fully ripe, and almost too large for the vines to
support. They were liberally treated with the fruit, and
allowed to carry away some fine specimens, to eat as
they walked. During their return, as they were pick-
ing their grapes, George said to the Tutor, “A thought
is just come into my head, sir. Wine, you know, is
called the juice of the grape; but wine 1s hot, and in-
toxicates people that drink much of it. Now we have

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