456 NURSERY RHYMES.

 

 

run round the house?” “Oh!” said the form, “Titty ’s dead,
and Tatty weeps, and the stool hops, and the besom sweeps, the
door jars, and the window creaks, and so I run round the house.”
Then said the walnut-tree, “I’ll shed my leaves ;” so the walnut-
tree shed all its beautiful green leaves. Now, there was a little
bird perched on one of the boughs of the tree, and when all the
leaves fell, it said, “ Walnut-tree, why do you shed your leaves?”
“Oh!” said the tree, “ Titty ’s dead, and Tatty weeps, the stool
hops, and the besom sweeps, the door jars, and the window
creaks, the old form runs round the house, and so I shed my
leaves.” ‘Then said the little bird, “I’ll moult all my feathers a
so he moulted all his pretty feathers, Now, there was a little
girl walking below, carrying a jug of milk for her brothers’ and
sisters’ supper, and when she saw the poor little bird moult all
its feathers, she said, “ Little bird, why do you moult all your
feathers?” “Qh!” said the little bird, “Titty’s dead, and Tatty
weeps, the stool hops, and the besom sweeps, the door jars, and
the window creaks, the old form runs round the house, the
walnut-tree sheds its leaves, and so I moult all my feathers.”
Then said the little girl, “1’ll spill the milk ;” so she dropped
the pitcher and spilt the milk. N ow, there was an old man just
by on the top of a ladder thatching a rick, and when he saw the
little girl spill the milk, he said, “ Little girl, what do you mean
by spilling the milk? Your little brothers and sisters must go
without their supper.” Then said the little girl, “Titty’s dead,
and Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the besom sweeps, the
door jars, and the window creaks, the old form runs round the
house, the walnut-tree sheds all its leaves, the little bird moults