30 SOUTHERN PRIMER. You lov’d me before I could tell Who it was that so tenderly smil’d, But now, that I know it so well, I should be a dutiful child. I am sorry that ever I should Be naughty and give you a pain; I hope I shall learn to be good, And so never grieve you again. But, for fear that I ever should dare From all your commands to depart, Whenever I’m saying my prayer I’ll ask for a dutiful heart. The old gentleman was much pleased to hear little John repeat the hymn so correctly. Ue said to him—Very well done my dear boy ; here is your new book. You may go and read it to your little BROTHERS AND SISTERS.
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