A game at marbles of two or more boys. Each puts an equal number of marbles in a row close together, a mark is made at some little distance called taw; the distance is varied according to the number of marbles in a row. The first boy tosses at the row in such a way as to pitch just on the marbles, and so strike as many as he can out of the line; all that he strikes out he takes; the rest are put close together again, and two other players take their turn in the same manner, till all the marbles are struck out of the line, when they all stake afresh and the game begins again.—Baker’s _Northamptonshire Glossary_. Plum Pudding and Roast Beef Mentioned by Moor, _Suffolk Words and Phrases_, as the name of a game. Undescribed, but nearly the same as French and English. Pointing out a Point A small mark is made on the wall. The one to point out the point, who must not know what is intended, is blindfolded, and is then sent to put the finger on the point or mark. Another player has taken a place in front of the point, and bites the finger of the blindfolded pointer.—Fraserburgh, Aberdeenshire (Rev. W. Gregor). Poncake Name of a girl’s game the same as Cheeses.—Holland’s _Cheshire Glossary_. See “Turn Cheeses, Turn.” Poor and Rich An old game mentioned in Taylor’s _Motto_, sig. D, iv. London, 1622. Poor Mary sits a-weeping [Music] [Music] —Barnes (A. B. Gomme). [Illustration: “Poor Mary sits a-weeping.”] I. Poor Mary sits a-weepin’, A-weepin’, a-weepin’; Poor Mary sits a-weepin’ On a bright summer’s day. Pray, Mary, what’re you weepin’ for, A-weepin’ for, a-weepin’ for? Pray, Mary, what’re you weepin’ for? On a bright summer’s day. I’m weepin’ for a sweetheart, A sweetheart, a sweetheart; I’m weepin’ for a sweetheart, On a bright summer’s day. Pray, Mary, choose your lover, Your lover, your lover; Pray, Mary, choose your lover On a bright summer’s day. Now you’re married, I wish you joy; First a girl, and then a boy; Seven years after, son and daughter; Pray, young couple, come kiss together. Kiss her once, kiss her twice, Kiss her three times over. —Barnes, Surrey (A. B. Gomme). II. Poor Mary is weeping, is weeping, is weeping, Poor Mary is weeping on a bright summer’s day. Pray tell me what you’re weeping for, weeping for, weeping for, Pray tell me what you’re weeping for, on a bright summer’s day? I’m weeping for my true love, my true love, my true love, I’m weeping for my true love, on a bright summer’s day. Stand up and choose your lover, your lover, your lover, Stand up and choose your lover, on a bright summer’s day.