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What a sight
  We descry
When the Falls
  Meet our eye!



THE TELL-TALE.


Emma, I'm sorry to observe
  A trick you have, my dear,
Of listening to whate'er is said,
  And telling all you hear.

I knew a little Judith Shove,
  Who had this habit, too;
She was an active, sprightly girl,
  About as old as you.