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THE LITTLE COAT--TAILPIECE
AN IMPETUOUS RESOLVE--TITLE
I'M GO' TO BE A BAKER
A-SLINGIN' PIE-CRUST 'LONG THE ROAD
WHO SANTY-CLAUS WUZ--TITLE

AN' QUAR'L WITH HIS FROSTED HEELS
WHO SANTY-CLAUS WUZ--TAILPIECE
THE NINE LITTLE GOBLINS
THE NINE LITTLE GOBLINS--TAILPIECE
TIME OF CLEARER TWITTERINGS--TITLE
WHERE THE SHELLBARK HICKORY TREE
THE CIRCUS-DAY PARADE
HOW THE CAGES JOLTED PAST
AND, LAST OF ALL, THE CLOWN
THE LUGUBRIOUS WHING-WHANG--TITLE
WAITIN' FER THE CAT TO DIE--TITLE
BAREFOOTED, HUNGRY, LEAN, ORNRY BOYS
WHY YOU ROCK SO SLOW?
NAUGHTY CLAUDE
THE SOUTH WIND AND THE SUN--TITLE
THIS PAIR OF MERRY FAYS
THE JOLLY MILLER--TITLE
THAT CAT O' YOURN I'D KILL HER
WUZ PARCHIN' CORN FER THE RAGGEDY MAN
THE BOYS' CANDIDATE

THE PET COON--TITLE
AN' NEN WHEN BILLY FIGHTED ME
THE OLD HAY-MOW--TITLE
IN OUR HAY-MOW WHERE I KEEP STORE
ON THE SUNNY SIDE--TITLE
AS A ROMPING BOY
A SUDDEN SHOWER--TITLE
SCHOOLGIRL FACES ... GLEAM FROM THE SHAWLS
ABOUT THEIR HEADS
A SUDDEN SHOWER--TAILPIECE
GRANDFATHER SQUEERS--TITLE
AND SMOKE LEAF-TOBACCO
GRANDFATHER SQUEERS--TAILPIECE
THE PIXY PEOPLE--TITLE
WINGED ABOVE THE WALK
A LIFE-LESSON--TITLE
BUT HEAVEN HOLDS ALL FOR WHICH YOU SIGH
A HOME-MADE FAIRY-TALE--TITLE
A LITTLE DUDE-FAIRY
ENVOY
RILEY CHILD-RHYMES

LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE
[Illustration: They was two great big black things a-standin' by her
side]
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups
an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away, An' shoo the chickens off
the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep, An' make the fire, an' bake the
bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep; An' all us other childern, when the
supper things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the
mostest fun
A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
An'
the Gobble-uns 'at gits you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
Onc't they was a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,--
So when he
went to bed at night, away up stairs,
His Mammy heerd him holler,
an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,
An' when they turn't the kivvers down,
he wasn't there at all! An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an'
cubby-hole, an' press, An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an'
ever'wheres, I guess; But all they ever found was thist his pants an'
roundabout:-- An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch

Out!
[Illustration: An' when they turn't the kivvers down]
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
An' make fun of
ever'one, an' all her blood an' kin;
An' onc't, when they was
"company," an' ole folks was there, She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em,
an' said she didn't care!
An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to
run an' hide, They was two great big Black Things a-standin' by her
side, An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what
she's about! An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch

Out!
An' little Orphant Annie says when the blaze is blue,
An' the
lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!
An' you hear the
crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,
An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all

squenched away,--
You better mind yer parents, an' yer teachers fond
an' dear, An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear, An'
he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
Er the Gobble-uns'll
git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
[Illustration: Little Orphant Annie--Tailpiece]
THE RAGGEDY MAN
[Illustration: The Raggedy Man--Title]
O The Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa;
An' he's the goodest man ever
you saw!
He comes to our house every day,
An' waters the horses,
an' feeds 'em hay;
An' he opens the shed--an' we all ist laugh
When
he drives out our little old wobble-ly calf;
An' nen--ef our hired girl
says he can--
He milks the cow fer 'Lizabuth Ann.--
Aint he a'
awful good Raggedy Man?
Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!
W'y, The Raggedy Man--he's ist so good
He splits the kindlin' an'
chops the wood;
An' nen he spades in our garden, too,
An' does
most things 'at boys can't do!--
He clumbed clean up in our big tree

An' shooked a' apple down fer me--
An' nother'n', too, fer 'Lizabuth
Ann--
An' nother'n', too, fer The Raggedy Man.--
Aint he a' awful
kind Raggedy Man?
Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!
[Illustration: He showed me the hole 'at the Wunks is got]
An' The Raggedy Man, he knows most rhymes
An' tells 'em, ef I be
good, sometimes:
Knows 'bout Giunts, an' Griffuns, an' Elves,
An'
the Squidgicum-Squees 'at swallers therselves!
An', wite by the pump
in our pasture-lot,
He showed me the hole 'at the Wunks is got,
'At
lives 'way deep in the ground, an' can
Turn into me, er 'Lizabuth Ann!

Aint he a funny old Raggedy Man?
Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy
Man!

The Raggedy Man--one time when he
Wuz makin' a little
bow-'n'-orry fer me,
Says "When you're big like your Pa is,
Air you
go' to keep a fine store like his--
An' be a rich merchunt--an' wear fine
clothes?--
Er what air you go' to be, goodness knows!"
An' nen he
laughed at 'Lizabuth Ann,
An' I says "'M go' to be a Raggedy Man!--

I'm ist go' to be a nice Raggedy Man!"
Raggedy!