A SLANDER.
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SHAKE hands, shake hands my little girl,” Said Mister Crab to Nell, “I’m very glad to meet you dear, I hope you are quite well. I think it’s very hot to-day, I feel it in my shell.”
“I can’t shake hands with you,” said Nell, “It isn’t thought polite, Without an introduction; Besides, no doubt it’s spite, It mayn’t be true, but still they do, They do say that you—BITE.”
