CRcESUS.
My small Charlie said to me That he had lots of riches, " How much, old man ?" said I ; said he, " Two farthings in my breeches, A silver fourpence in my purse, And one French bit of money," Then added (speaking of his nurse), " 'Twas given me by Nunny, A lucky sixpence, father, too ;" He paused, as though to measure With those grave eyes what I should do, On hearing of such treasure.
With those grave eyes he looked at me, Ere he resumed his parley,—
It was as plain as A, B, C (Or plainer, perhaps, to Charlie), That weighty matters were our cue, We meant to sift and try 'em ;— " And Father," Charlie said, " are you As rich a man as I am ?"
And I replied—the while I drew My arm around his shoulder- " Charlie, Pm not so rich as you,
"Because I'm ages older." M.
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