[Illustration:  Visiting]

VISITING

  When a Goop goes out to visit,
  ’T isn’t very pleasant, is it,
    To hear him ask his friends for things to eat? 
  And to hear the little sinner
  Say he wants to stay to dinner
    Is a piece of impoliteness hard to beat!

  “Mother said that I could stay
  If you asked me!” is the way
    That a Goop will make them ask him to remain. 
  It is better to be slighted
  Than to stay when not invited,
    For they never ask a Goop to come again!

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[Illustration:  Picking and Stealing]

PICKING and STEALING

  When you are fetching bread, I trust
  You never nibble at the crust

  When in the kitchen, do you linger
  And pinch the cookies with your finger?

  Or do you peck the frosted cake? 
  Don’t do it, please, for Mother’s sake!

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[Illustration:  Loyalty]

LOYALTY

  Mother’s found your mischief out! 
    What are you going to do? 
  Cry and sulk, or kick and shout? 
  Tell your mother all about
    Brother’s mischief, too?

  Or,
  Take your punishment, and say,
    “I’ll be better, now!”
  Never mind the horrid way
  Brother treated you, at play;
    Don’t tell it, anyhow!

  It is the Goops, who have no shame,
  Who say, “’Twas some one else to blame!”

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[Illustration:  Indolence]

INDOLENCE

There was a Goop who lay in bed Till half-past eight, the sleepy-head!  He couldn’t find his stockings, for He’d thrown them somewhere on the floor!  He couldn’t find his reading-book; He had forgotten where to look!  His breakfast grew so very cold, This lazy Goop began to scold; And then he blamed his mother, kind! “You made me late to school!” he whined.

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[Illustration:  The Law of Hospitality]

THE LAW OF HOSPITALITY

  There is a very simple rule
    That every one should know;
  You may not hear of it in school,
    But everywhere you go,
  In every land where people dwell,
    And men are good and true,
  You’ll find they understand it well,
    And so I’ll tell it you: 

  To every one who gives me food,
    Or shares his home with me,
  I owe a debt of gratitude,
    And I must loyal be. 
  I may not laugh at him, or say
    Of him a word unkind;
  His friendliness I must repay,
    And to his faults be blind!

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[Illustration:  The Flower Hospital]

THE FLOWER HOSPITAL