THE HORSE SHOE.

“Good Mister Smith, I’ve come to you,
Because my horse has lost his shoe.”

“ Pray, sir, how did he do it ?”
“Why, riding with the hounds one day,
He kicked in such a vicious way,

That then I think he threw it.”

“For ever since he’s been quite lame,
So broken-spirited and tame,

He scarce can whisk his tail.”
“Well, Master John, I can’t refuse,

I'll make your horse some strong new.
shoes,

First let me drive this nail.”