Chapter I

I is the Infant, from the arms
Of its fond mother torn,
And, at a public auction, sold
With horses, cows, and corn.

J

J is the Jail, upon whose floor
That wretched mother lay,
Until her cruel master came,
And carried her away.

K

K is the Kidnapper, who stole
That little child and mother--
Shrieking, it clung around her, but
He tore them from each other.