t her bonnet from her head--
'Here, here,' she cried, 'take this!'
O, no, indeed--I fear your 'ma
Would be offended Miss.

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"'My 'ma! no, never! she delights
All sorrow to beguile;
And 'tis the sweetest joy she feels,
To make the wretched smile.

"'She taught me when I had enough,
To share it with the poor:
And never let a needy child
Go empty from the door.

[Illustration: The Church the Blackberry Girl went to.]

"'So take it, for you need not fear
Offending her, you see;
I have another, too, at home,
And one's enough for me.'

"So then I took it,--here it is--
For pray what could I do?
And, mother, I shall love that Miss
As long as I love you."

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[Illustration: Phebe with a Basket of Berries.]

THE BLACKBERRY GIRL.

PART II.

"What have you in that basket, child?"
"Blackberries, Miss, all pick'd to-day;
They're very large and fully ripe;
Do look at them, and taste them pray."

"O yes: they're very nice, indeed.
Here's fourpence--that will buy a few:
Not quite so many as I want--
However, I must make it do."

"Nay, Miss, but you must take the whole;"
"I can't, indeed, my money's spent;
I should be glad to buy them all,
But I have not another cent."

"And if you had a thousand, Miss,
I'd not accept of one from you.
Pray take them, they are all your own,
And take the little basket, too.

"Have you forgot the little girl
You last year gave a bonnet to?
Perhaps you have--but ever will
That little girl remember you.

"And ever since, I've been to church,
For much do I delight to go;
And there I learn that works of love
Are what all children ought to do.

"So then I thought within myself,
That pretty basket, Billy wove,
I'll fill with fruit for that dear Miss,
For sure 'twill be a work of love.

"And so one morning up I rose,
While yet the fields were wet with dew
And pick'd the nicest I could find,
And brought them, fresh and sweet, for you.

"I know the gift is small indeed,
For such a lady to receive;
But still I hope you'll not refuse
All that poor Phebe has to give."

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[Illustration: Good Children learning their Hymn.]

GOOD CHILDREN.