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_Who was frightened by a Passing Motor, and was brought to Reason._
"Oh, Murder! What was that, Papa!"
"My child, It was a Motor-Car, / A Most Ingenious Toy!
Designed to Captivate and Charm / Much rather than to rouse Alarm / In any English Boy.
"What would your Great Grandfather who / Was Aide-de-Camp to General Brue, / And lost a leg at Waterloo, And / Quatre-Bras and Ligny too!
And died at Trafalgar! --
What would he have remarked to hear / His Young Descendant shriek with fear, / Because he happened to be near / A Harmless Motor-Car!
But do not fret about it! Come!
We'll off to Town / And purchase some! "