not had any breakfast,--won't you toss us down a brown?"--
That's what they call a penny in the streets of London Town.

The Penny-Ice Man

In summer when the sun is high,
And children's lips are parched and dry,
An ice is just the thing to try.
So this young man who comes, 'tis plain,
From Saffron Hill or Leather Lane,
A store of pence will quickly gain.
"A lemon ice for me," says Fred;
Cries Sue, "No, have a cream instead."
"A raspberry!" shouts Newsboy Ned.
"What fun! Although we're now in June,
It feels"--says Ned--"this afternoon,
Like eating winter with a spoon!"

COVENT GARDEN

This is Covent Garden,
What a lively scene!
Here are flowers so pretty,
There are leaves so green.
These are busy buyers,
Busy sellers those,
Selling, buying, selling,
Everything that grows.

Fruits and lovely blossoms
Hither come each day,
Fresh from _other_ gardens
Many miles away.
Cabbages potatoes,
Pears and apples too,
Grapes, and pines, and peaches,
All are here on view.

So the air is scented
With the pleasant fruits,
With the bright-hued nosegays,
And the springing roots.
For the little street-boys,
Walking up and down,
It's almost like the country
Brought to London Town.

The Penny-Toy Man

"Toys! toys! Penny Toys!
Toys for girls, and toys for boys!
Toys for dots who scarce can crawl,
Toys for youngsters stout and tall,
Toys for prince and peasant too,
Toys, my dears, for all of you!
Toys for girls and toys for boys!
Toys! toys! Penny Toys!"

That is how the toyman talks,
As through London Town he walks;
Bawling out his toyman's song,
While he slowly moves along,
On the pavement with a tray
Which is filled, from day to day,
With new toys to catch the eye
Of the youthful passer-by.

Sometimes it's a great big spider,
Like that Miss Muffet had beside her;
Sometimes it's a bat that flies,
Or a baby doll that cries;
Sometimes it's a frog that leaps,
Or a crocodile that creeps:
But whatever toy is shown,
For a penny it's your own.

The Orange Girl

Orange-girl Kitty
Here you may see.
That she is pretty
All will agree.
"Three for a penny!"
That is her cry;
No wo