An _Ape_ and her _Two Brats_.
There was an _Ape_ that had Twins: She Doted upon One of them, and did
not much Care for T’other. She took a sudden Fright once, and in a Hurry
whips up her Darling under her Arm, and carries the Other a Pick-a-Pack
upon her Shoulders. In This Haste and Maze, Down she comes, and beats out
her Favourites Brains against a Stone; but That which she had at her Back
came off Safe and Sound.
The MORAL.
_Fondlings are Commonly Unfortunate._