?30MIC SO?qGS. ?ow bore is f? moral, ? lel it b? ? to? ? ?TTV M? WOa Mff?t ? f?r 8tyl? A? a b?om wen? we ?; ? ?r ? l? w? Joltor Gil?, A ?ou? ? bold w? he; GHes had w?s, five ?m? d? at C?dle? ?, ? then ? told Kitty ? m? h? ?s b?de. Betty B4o?mom she wore n high-caul'd Which caught llckle Jolt?r*s eye; And poor Kitty Maggs, O, dire mishap! Mourn'd his incon-stan*cy.*. And high on the bough of an apple-tree, When they married, Kate ?mished her .misery. At the supper Giles gave for Betty 1?9 bride, Am apple puddiug had they, ?md from the ? bough on .which poor Kitty T&a apple? were plucked they say; The pudding p/es on it, grew de.adly cold, The death-watch ticked, and the church.b? To e?'ve the pudding was Oiles' post, He cut and from the gap Popped the head of poor Kitty Magg's ghent, All in n new fashiooed shroud cap; �8aid Giles, "who he youP' said the ghost, "I A coming to punish your pur-ju-ry.*" ,,Oh, Kitty," said Jolt?r, ,' p_my alter yoW ?mt?" "'l vqm:t" th0 ghost
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