Did any of my readers ever hear of Henrietta Maria? She seema tobe a popular personage with small schoolboys, wbo bring back fragmenta of het dramatic antobiography every holiday for the edification of their families. I have inquired her origin from learned folklore authoritiea, but no one can teil me anything historically interesting abont her, but our old family servan t remembers well being taught the rhymes ia a Somersetshire village in her inf aflcy. Here they are, culled from the memory of three little imps: Henrietta Maria Sat on the flre. The fire was too warm, So she sat on the form. The form wasn't sound, So she sat on the ground. The ground was too flat, So she sat on the cat. The cat was ur.kind, So she sat on tho blind (window). The blind split in frvvo, 80 she tiunbled right through. She lay on the stones And uttered great groans. She rolled on the grass Till the doctor did pass, Who waggled his head And said she was dead. And that was the end of Henrietta Maria. etc.