THE TWO COUSINS.

Two wee-bit cousins went out to ride, Their carriages rolling side by side; The air was not damp, or chilly, or raw, But as bright a day as ever you saw. Two prettier babies one seldom sees; Nurse often was stopped with remarks like these: “What beautiful children! Whose can they be? Do stop those nurses and let us see!” The beauty of each the ladies compare: “This one is so lovely! do see how fair Her little round face, so plump and sweet! I must kiss the child though it is in the street.” “No,—her little cousin is prettier far; I like a brunette; she will be a bright star.” The nurses move on, well pleased, I fear, Such flattering remarks from the ladies to hear. Had they seen these children in Water street, In ragged garments and naked feet, They would not have stopped them on the way, And flattered them so, I think, to-day.

What a sight They descry When Trenton Falls Meet their eye!