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RIDDLE.

By Mrs. Barbauld.

WACO ITHIN a marble dome confined,
wy Whose milk-white walls with silk are lined,
A golden apple doth appear,
Steeped in a bath as crystal clear ;
No doors, no windows to behold,
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
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THE FATHER’S PORTRAIT.
From the French.

MERCHANT who had a large fortune died
£ in a distant country, while his only son also
was equally far from his native land.

Some time afterwards there arrived, one after the
other, three young men, each of whom pretended
to be the only son and heir of the deceased. These
young fellows resembled each other, and as the son of.
the merchant had been absent for many years, nobody

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