He did not love his books. He said, "Catch me sitting on a stool The livelong day! I'd rather be A dunce than go to school."

Instead of going to school, he'd hide His books and run away, With other bad boys like himself, Into the fields to play.

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Or take his gun into the woods The harmless birds to shoot, Or climb the farmer's orchard trees, And steal and eat their fruit.

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On Sundays, when he should have gone To Sunday school or church, He'd take his fishing rod and go To fish for trout and perch.

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One day while fishing all alone Down by the river side, He tripped, and with a headlong plunge Fell in the river wide.

In vain he cried aloud for help, No one was near to save, The waters closed above his head-- He found a watery grave.

Now let this bad boy's fate teach us _Complete_ is wicked in God's sight And let us all henceforth resolve To try and do what's right!

1. A letter. 2. A pronoun. 3. A spectre. 4. Quadrupeds of the genus _Equus_. 5. Defensive arms. 6. Unsweet (_Obs._). 7. Startles (_Obs._). 8. A bone. 9. A letter.

A _one_ arose between some bees-- Indeed of them 'twas very wicked-- They fluttered in about the trees, Among the grass and in the thicket

Some thoughtless bees within the hive A scheme upon the drones were working, To make them labor they did strive But "drones" were only made for shirking

The queen now on the scene appeared, A _fine_ her coming quickly making For she among them all was feared-- Their hearts were filled with fear and quaking

Said she "A 'drone' can never toil, A 'sinecure' is his position He lives on those who till the soil, Like any other politician."

1. Clairvoyance. 2. Computation. 3. Parts of a flower consisting of the stalk and the anther (_Bot._) 4. Buffoons. 5. A hard amorphous mineral. 6. Open thefts (_Rare_.) 7. Belonging to it. 8. To see (_Obs. Word Supp._) 9. A letter.

An old man sat in his easy chair, The _firsts_ of his life almost done How thankful am I, in this world of care, That my course is nearly run.

My _second_ is waiting to greet me In mansions so bright--far away In the glorious house I shall soon be, Where all is eternal day.

This would have been a hard _total_ From its cares I hope soon to be free With me I think all things will be well When the Son in His glory I see.