PAULINE AND THE MATCHES.

But Pauline said, ‘‘Oh, what a pity!
For when they burn, it. is so pretty}
They crackle so, and spit, and flame,
To see them’s better than a game.

I will just light a match or two,

As oft I’ve seen my mother do.”

‘When Mintz and Mauntz, the cats, came by,
They raised their paws and began to cry;
“Me-ow!”’ they said, “me-ow, me- -oh!
You'll burn to death if you do S0,

Your parents have forbid,
you know.”
But Pauline would not
| take advice,
She lit a match, it was
so nice!
It crackled so, and
burned so clear—
Exactly like the picture
hee:
She jumped for joy
and ran about,
And was too pleased to
put it out.