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toys of some little cliild, which were taken out of its grave at 
Cologne, and are now preserved in the Mayer Museum at 
Liverpool. They are embedded, you will observe, in a kind of 
plateau to display them properly. In the centre is the doll, 
made of ivory, with those wonderfully pendulous legs which are 
the child’s delight. Around it is a remarkable collection of pots 
and pans, with which the little one would mess and cook; 
water bottles too ; a little bronze pounder to crush or work with; 
a plate to hold the result of the young housewife’s labour; a 
spoon to eat it with; and, there too, in a conspicuous place, is 
the inevitable die. It is evident that people in those days 
entered earlier into the school of cookery than they do with us. 
Which of the two, I wonder, could supply the best dinner. 
The other relics upon the table are funereal, taken out of the 
graves of children, and are all of them curious. You will 
observe several little feeding bottles, to which tubes have in all 
probability been appended. One or two of these were the first 
vessels of the kind that were found in England, and the late Sir 
lames Simpson wrote a paper on the subject. Others have 
been found since, but very few, and it is curious to know that 
vessels of a similar form are a part of M. Schleiman’s celebrated 
find at Troy, although that distinguished investigator seems to 
be ignorant of the purpose to which they were devoted. You 
observe a vessel of reddish clay moulded in imitation of the 
hoops on a barrel. That contained the bones of a child. The 
two vessels beside it were filled with food and drink for the 
youngster for a future state. They are of better material than 
ordinary, and suggest relatives of wealth as well as affection. 
Several little stands upon the table exhibit the ornaments 
which were deposited in the graves of children—armlets of jet, 
bronze, or bone, among other things. Like the contents of 
many a nursery now-a-days, they are not the works of high art, 
and criticism must be disarmed. On one side is the small brass 
coin, which was put into the infant’s mouth to pay its fare 
across the Styx to the inexorable ferryman. It is a coin of one 
of the Constantines—fifteen hundred years ago and more. 
To another collection of curious objects a remarkable history 
belongs. They were found on the Mount. An urn, unhappily 
