> " ^ M. ' . i i - ^ f"'" OLU ER HUBBARD AND HER WONDERFUL DOG. LONDON : rriiiteil »m<] Published at W. S. FORTEY'S W , .;. le -i liven:!'.- I««ok Warehouse, 2 & 3, Monmo Oourt, Bloomsbury. W.C. OLD D HER 1 J 1 Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard, To get the poor dog a. bone; But when she came there the cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none. *4» m She wfnt to the baker's to buy him some br«ad When she came back the dog was dead. Ah ! my poor dog, she cried, oh, what shall I do ? You were always my pride, aon* equal to you. She went to the undertaker^ to buy him a coffin, "When she came lack, the dog was laughing. Now how this can be quits quEzles my brain, I am much pleased to see you alive once again. -, . J -■ She weat to the barber's to buy bjn a &ig, When she bame bael* he was cTaneiiig a jig. you dear merry \ how nicely you're prancing; Then she held np the wis:, and she besraxi dancing She went to the sempstress to buy him some Imen, When she came back the dog was spinning. The reel, when 'twas done, was wove into a shirt, Which served to protect him from weather and dirt To market she went, to buy him some tripe, When she came back he was smoking his pipe. Why, sure, eried the dame you'd beat the great Jocko, Who hefcxe ever saw a dog smoking tobacco f She went to the alehouse to buy him some beeff* When she came back he Bat on a chair. Drink hearty, said Dame, there's nothing to p*y t *TwiH banish vonr sorrow and moisten your clijy # She went to the tailor's to buy him a coat, When she came back, he was riding tke^ goat. What you comiGal elf, the good dame cried^ Who would have thought a dog would so ridfl t She went to the hatter's to buy him a hat, When she came back he was feeding the cat. The sight made her stare, as he did it so pat, While puss sat on the chair, bo she showed him the ,_. ,. "HZT m * i She went to the shop to buy him rome shoes, When she came back he was reading the news. <^ ( Sure none would believe, (she laughed as she ©poku) That a dog could be found to drink ale and smoke. She Trent to the hosier's to buy him some hose, "When 3he came back he was dreet in his clothes. How now? cries the dame, with a look of surprise. To see you thua drest, I scarce credit my eyes. i She went to the fruiterer's to buy him some fruit, When she came back he was playing the flute. Oh, you musical dog, you surely can speak : Gome sing me a song, then he set up a saueak. -^' ■' " " v She went to the tavern for white iun< and rr.u, When she came back he stood on his head. This is odd aaid the dame, for fun you seem bred, ©Be would almost believe you'd wine in your b*-> L FTf ■«!!_■ II The do^ he cut capers, and turned out his toes ; 'Twill soon cure the vapours, he such aftttude shows. The darne made a curtsey, the dog made a how, The dame said, Your servant, the dog said, Bow wow. Printed and Pushed at W. S. FORTETS Wholesale Juvenile Book Warehouse, Monmouth Court, Bloomsbury. « * as a yiiiifH .. ■ ■ y«^ »^ a ca» "THE CATNACH PRESS," (ESTABLISHED 1813.) WILLIil BTEY, (Sole Successor to the late J. Catnach,) .t