[August, 
AMERICAN AGRICULTURIST. 
1876 .] 
So stooping down, as needs Tie must 
Who can not sit upright, 
!i He grasped the mane with both his hands, 
And eke with all his might. 
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And so he did, and won it too, 
For he got first to town — 
Nor stopped till where he had got up 
He did again get down. 
Now see him, mounted once again, 
Upon his nimble steed, 
3 Full slowly pacing o'er the stones. 
With caution and good heed. 
But finding soon a smoother road, 
Beneath his well-shod feet, 
41 The snorting beast began to trot, 
Which galled him in his scat. 
HERE IT IS! 
Crandall’s Latest and Best! 
THE RICHEST THING OUT! 
CRANDALL’S 
JOHN GILPIN. 
An Illustration of the Fine Old English Ballad, 
JOHN GILPIN’S RIDE. 
This Beautiful and Interesting Toy is con¬ 
sidered by Mr. C. M. Crandall as the MASTER¬ 
PIECE of the many inventions he has thus far 
given to the LITTLE FOLKS. It is made up of 
two figures, John Cilpin—whose highly colored 
dress is specially attractive to Boys and Girls— 
and his Horse, which worthy animal performs 
a very important part in the jollity of the occa¬ 
sion. The twelve Illustrations on this Sheet are 
from photographs, greatly reduced, of some of 
the many forms into which these two figures 
can be made in illustration of the well known 
old Ballad, or independently of that. “JOHN 
CILPIN,” with his hat on, is about IO inches 
high; his Horse is of proportionate size. The 
hundreds of thousands of Boys and Cirls, who 
have spent many happy hours with Crandall’s 
“ Blocks,” “ Acrobats,” “ Menagerie,” and “ Ye 
Hero of ’76,” will all want this, his latest inven¬ 
tion. Each Box, with JOHN CILPIN AND HIS 
HORSE, contains a Large Showbill with many 
amusing Illustrations, and with the Ballad, 
“JOHN GILPIN’S RIDE,” printed entire. 
Price per Box, $1.00; by mail, pre-paid, $1.35. 
Sold by Toy Dealers generally, and by many 
others. Supplied Wholesale and Retail by 
ORANGE JUDD COMPANY 245 Broadway New York 
who are the Sole General Agents. 
Away went Oilpin, and away 
Went Oilpin's hat and wig ; 
11 He lost them sooner than the first, 
For, why ?—they were too big. 
And nous as he went bowing down. 
His reeking head full law, 
The bottles twain behind his back 
Were shattered at a blow. 
Seized fast the flowing mane, 
1 And tip he got in haste to ride, 
But soon came down again. 
For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, 
His journey to begin, 
2 When turning round his head he saw 
Three customers come in. 
Away went Gilpin, neck or naught; 
Away went hat and wig ; 
4» He little dreamt, when he set out, 
Of running such a rig. 
Stop, stop, John Oilpin — here's the house- 
They all at once did cry ; 
The dinner waits, and we are tired, 
Hays Oilpin—So am I. 
So, turning to his horse he said, 
I am in haste to dine ; 
O ’ Twas for your pleasure you came here, 
You shall go back for mine. 
