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210 Helen's handwriting, and she put it into her pocket, till the valentines should be read.

Dorry's was opened first. It had the picture of a pie at the top I ought to explain that Dony had lately been having a siege with the dentist.

Little Jack Horner Sat in his corner,
 * Eating his Christmas pie,

When a sudden grimace Spread over his face,
 * And he began loudly to cry.

His tender Mamma Heard the sound from afar,
 * And hastened to comfort her child;

'What aileth my John?' She inquired in a tone
 * Which belied her question mild.

'Oh, Mother,' he said, 'Every tooth in my head
 * Jumps and aches and is loose, O my!

And it hurts me to eat Anything that is sweet—
 * So what will become of my pie?'