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Max and Maurice a juvenile history in seven tricks   By: (1832-1908)

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Max and Maurice

A

Juvenile History

IN

Seven Tricks,

BY

WILLIAM BUSCH.

FROM THE GERMAN BY

CHARLES T. BROOKS.

BOSTON: LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY, 1902.

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1870, by ROBERTS BROTHERS, In the office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington

Copyright, 1898, BY LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY.

UNIVERSITY PRESS . JOHN WILSON AND SON . CAMBRIDGE U.S.A.

MAX AND MAURICE.

PREFACE.

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AH, how oft we read or hear of Boys we almost stand in fear of! For example, take these stories Of two youths, named Max and Maurice, Who, instead of early turning Their young minds to useful learning, Often leered with horrid features At their lessons and their teachers. Look now at the empty head: he Is for mischief always ready. Teasing creatures, climbing fences, Stealing apples, pears, and quinces, Is, of course, a deal more pleasant, And far easier for the present, Than to sit in schools or churches, Fixed like roosters on their perches. But O dear, O dear, O deary, When the end comes sad and dreary! 'Tis a dreadful thing to tell That on Max and Maurice fell! All they did this book rehearses, Both in pictures and in verses.

TRICK FIRST.

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TO most people who have leisure Raising poultry gives great pleasure First, because the eggs they lay us For the care we take repay us; Secondly, that now and then We can dine on roasted hen; Thirdly, of the hen's and goose's Feathers men make various uses. Some folks like to rest their heads In the night on feather beds. One of these was Widow Tibbets, Whom the cut you see exhibits.

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Hens were hers in number three, And a cock of majesty. Max and Maurice took a view; Fell to thinking what to do. One, two, three! as soon as said, They have sliced a loaf of bread, Cut each piece again in four, Each a finger thick, no more. These to two cross threads they tie, Like a letter X they lie In the widow's yard, with care Stretched by those two rascals there.

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Scarce the cock had seen the sight, When he up and crew with might: Cock a doodle doodle doo; Tack, tack, tack, the trio flew.

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Cock and hens, like fowls unfed, Gobbled each a piece of bread;

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But they found, on taking thought, Each of them was badly caught.

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Every way they pull and twitch, This strange cat's cradle to unhitch;

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Up into the air they fly, Jiminee, O Jimini!

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On a tree behold them dangling, In the agony of strangling! And their necks grow long and longer, And their groans grow strong and stronger.

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Each lays quickly one egg more, Then they cross to th' other shore.

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Widow Tibbets in her chamber, By these death cries waked from slumber,

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Rushes out with bodeful thought: Heavens! what sight her vision caught!

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From her eyes the tears are streaming: "Oh, my cares, my toil, my dreaming! Ah, life's fairest hope," says she, "Hangs upon that apple tree."

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Heart sick (you may well suppose), For the carving knife she goes; Cuts the bodies from the bough, Hanging cold and lifeless now And in silence, bathed in tears, Through her house door disappears... Continue reading book >>




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