"Alas! my kind young gentleman, This sharing may not be; 'Tis written in the testament That Brentford spoke to me: 'I do forbid Prince Ned to give Prince Tom a halfpenny. "'He hath a store of money, But ne'er was known to lend it; He never helped his brother, The poor he ne'er befriended; He hath no need of property Who knows not how to spend it. "'Poor Edward knows but how to spend, And thrifty Tom to hoard; Let Thomas be the steward then, And Edward be the lord; And as the honest labourer Is worthy his reward, "'I pray Prince Ned, my second son, And my successor dear, To pay to his intendant Five hundred pounds a-year; And to think of his old father, And live and make good cheer." Such was old Brentford's honest testament. He did devise his moneys for the best, And lies in Brentford church in peaceful rest. Prince Edward lived, and money made and spent; But his good sire was wrong, it is confessed, To say his son, young Thomas, never lent. He did; young Thomas lent at interest, And nobly took his twenty-five per cent. Long time the famous reign of Ned endured O'er Chiswick, Fulham, Brentford, Putney, Kew; But of extravagance he ne'er was cured. And when both died, as mortal men will do, 'Twas commonly reported that the steward Was a deuced deal the richer of the two. FRANK HEARTWELL; OR, FIFTY YEARS AGO. BY BOWMAN TILLER. CHAPTER IX.