NLY a doll! I wouldn't cry,"

Said naughty, teasing Sandy;

"She's just a lot of rags and things

I'd rather have some candy."

But little sister cried and cried,

It was her "bestest" treasure;

While naughty Sandy tried and tried

To tease her for his pleasure.

"Don't cry, dear pet," the sister said,

"Some day he would be sorry

To have us treat his pretty boat

As he is treating Dolly."

"Only a doll," said he again,

"A boat is ten times better;

This thing can't sail; I'll go and see

If she can swim, I'll let her."

Oh, sister, make him div' her back;

He'll kill my darling pet;

Don't let him put her in the pond

And get her nice d'ess wet.

"You's very cruel, bruver, now-;

Please, div' her back to me;

'Tause she's my only darlin' child,

She sleeps upon my knee."

"Only a little, mean old doll,

Not worth my bat or ball;

Hark! take your baby; here comes pa;

I hear him in the hall."

"Teasing again? Ah! Sandy, lad,

Remember this, I pray:

Only a coward teases one

Too small to get away.

"Go to your room, my boy, and there

Think how this game would please,

If sister Nell should serve you so,

And always try to tease."