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 As Charles is older than yourselves, I hope you're satisfied.

EMMA.

Oh yes, mamma, 'tis quite enough, We could not wish for more; We never in our lives have had One half as much before.

CHARLES.

Mamma, you seem to be perplexed With some unpleasant care; You smile, but then 'tis not the smile That I have seen you wear.

Pray, tell me is it anything That I have said or done? I hope, mamma, I never shall Be an ungrateful son.

MOTHER.

Oh, no, my child; you ever have Been dutiful and kind, But still, there is a circumstance That has perplexed my mind.

You know that worthy family That lived up on the hill,—