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What a sight We descry When the Falls Meet our eye!

THE TELL-TALE.

Emma, I'm sorry to observe A trick you have, my dear, Of listening to whate'er is said, And telling all you hear.

I knew a little Judith Shove, Who had this habit, too; She was an active, sprightly girl, About as old as you.