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Rh Re-enter with the.

. Here's the child. Pretty dear! It knows its papa. Take the child.

. (holding out his hands) Give it me—pretty littel thing! How like its sweet mamma!

. How awkward you are!

. Give it me: I know how to nurse it so well as you do. (she gives it him) Get away! (Exit . nursing the  in his arms) What a pretty baby it is! was it sleepy then? Hush-a-by, by, by. (sings to the tune of "Rest thee, Babe")

Oh, rest thee, my baby, Thy daddy is here: Thy mammy's a gaby, And that's very clear.

Oh, rest thee, my darling, Thy mother will come, With a voice like a starling;— I wish she was dumb!

Poor dear littel thing! it cannot get to sleep: by, by; by, by, hush-a-by. Well, then, it shan't, (dances the, and then sets it on his lap, between his knees, and sings the common nursery ditty,)

Dancy baby diddy; What shall daddy do widdy? Sit on his lap, Give it some pap; Dancy, baby, diddy.