[If the child taken by lot joins in the clapping, the selected child is rejected, and I believe takes the middle place. Otherwise, I think, there is a salute.] CCCXVI. [Another game, played exclusively by boys. Two, who are fixed upon for the purpose, leave the group, and privately arrange that the pass-word shall be some implement of a particular trade. The trade is announced in the dialogue, and then the fun is, that the unfortunate wight who guesses the "tool" is beaten with the caps of his fellows till he reaches a fixed goal, after which he goes out in turn.] "Two broken tradesmen, Newly come over, The one from France and Scotland, The other from Dover." "What's your trade?" [Carpenters, nailors, smiths, tinkers, or any other is answered, and on guessing the instrument "plane him, hammer him, rasp him, or solder him," is called out respectively during the period of punishment.] CCCXVII. Clap hands, clap hands, Hie Tommy Randy, Did you see my good man? They call him Cock-a-bandy. Silken Stockings on his legs, Silver buckles glancin', A sky-blue bonnet on his head, And oh, but he is handsome. CCCXVIII. [A song set to five fingers.] 1. This pig went to market; 2. This pig staid at home; 3. This pig had a bit of meat; 4. And this pig had none; 5. This pig said, Wee, wee, wee! I can't find my way home. CCCXIX. [Children hunting bats.] Bat, bat, (_clap hands_,) Come under my hat, And I'll give you a slice of bacon; And when I bake, I'll give you a cake, If I am not mistaken. CCCXX. [A game at ball.] Cuckoo, cherry tree, Catch a bird, and give it to me; Let the tree be high or low, Let it hail, rain, or snow. CCCXXI. [Two of the strongest children are selected, A and B; A stands within a ring of the children, B being outside.] A. Who is going round my sheepfold? B. Only poor old Jacky Lingo. A. Don't steal any of my black sheep. B. No, no more I will, only by one, Up, says Jacky Lingo. (_Strikes one._) [The child struck leaves the ring, and takes hold of B behind; B in the same manner takes the other children, one by one, gradually increasing his tail on each repetition of the verses, until he has got the whole; A then tries to get them back; B runs away with them; they try to shelter themselves behind B; A drags them off, one by one, setting them against a wall, until he has recovered all. A regular tearing game, as children say.] CCCXXII. Highty cock O! To London we go, To York we ride; And Edward has pussy-cat tied to his side; He shall have little dog tied to the other, And then he goes trid trod to see his grandmother. CCCXXIII.