THE WATCHMAKER. Tae Watchmaker sits at his He mends broken springs, bench, | wheels and hands, And mends all our watches Or puts a new glass in the and clocks, face, He looks a his powerful And when all his labors are glass, through, At the delicate works in the Then our timepieces seem case, good as new. THE BLACKSMITH. His hammer clinks, his anvil What does he make? A rings, horse's shoe, The sparks fly round about, A sword so sharp, a bolt The iron shapes to useful complete, things, A wagon tire,a standard true, The fire glows, and climbs and Things stout and strong he springs, makes for you, As fast the belore pout. . In forge and anvil heat. THE HORSESHOER. WAJHILE the blacksmith fashions neat, ~ Iron shoes for horse’s feet. On the hoof he works to fit, In the form he fashions it, Well-curved shoes which pound and pound, As the swift horse aan the ground. And, atlast,;when Dobbin’s shod, Off we gallop o’er the sod.