Front Cover
 Title Page
 Lucy's dolls
 Bad for the ducks
 A casualty
 A leaf out of a sketch-book
 The rat sketching the cats - an...
 What happened to Small Hood
 Robbie rat's lesson
 Helen's babies
 Our watchman
 Hick-o-ry, dick-o-ry dock!
 Putting kitty to bed
 A disappointment
 Naugh-ty children
 What came of peeping
 Taking the family out to ride
 Lazy Lew
 Jolly Joe
 The Snowball family
 Little Chris' Christmas presen...
 Merry Christmas
 The beauty of the family
 So sleepy
 The story of a rabbit
 Walter's friend
 Having a good time - Happy new...
 The wishing-cap
 One way to get an egg
 Lady bug and her two cousins
 Contrary Billy
 Jack Horner's Christmas pie
 An Easter flower
 The way to school
 "Come back! I'll tell mother!"...
 A song of six-pence
 Little grey mouse
 Dicky and Dolly
 master Paint-brush
 Bunny's breakfast
 Oak trees
 "What shall we do?"
 A little boy's lament - Another...
 Peepsy's story
 A lesson in manners
 The dancing lesson - Slate...
 The three little firemen
 Spring joy
 Back Cover

Title: Pictures and stories for the playroom
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 Material Information
Title: Pictures and stories for the playroom
Physical Description: 1 v. (unpaged) : ill. ; 24 cm.
Language: English
Creator: D. Lothrop & Company ( Publisher )
Publisher: D. Lothrop Company
Place of Publication: Boston
Publication Date: c1888
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Animals -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1888   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1888   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1888
Genre: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- Massachusetts -- Boston
Statement of Responsibility: illustrated.
General Note: Contains prose and verse.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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Bibliographic ID: UF00055804
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved, Board of Trustees of the University of Florida.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002224570
notis - ALG4836
oclc - 70222509

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Advertising 1
        Advertising 2
    Title Page
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Lucy's dolls
        Page 3
    Bad for the ducks
        Page 4
    A casualty
        Page 5
    A leaf out of a sketch-book
        Page 5
        Page 6
    The rat sketching the cats - an April fool
        Page 7
    What happened to Small Hood
        Page 8
        Page 9
    Robbie rat's lesson
        Page 10
    Helen's babies
        Page 11
    Our watchman
        Page 12
    Hick-o-ry, dick-o-ry dock!
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
    Putting kitty to bed
        Page 15
    A disappointment
        Page 16
    Naugh-ty children
        Page 16
        Page 17
    What came of peeping
        Page 18
    Taking the family out to ride
        Page 19
    Lazy Lew
        Page 20
    Jolly Joe
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
    The Snowball family
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
    Little Chris' Christmas present
        Page 29
    Merry Christmas
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
    The beauty of the family
        Page 35
    So sleepy
        Page 36
    The story of a rabbit
        Page 37
        Page 38
    Walter's friend
        Page 39
        Page 40
    Having a good time - Happy new year
        Page 41
    The wishing-cap
        Page 42
    One way to get an egg
        Page 43
        Page 44
    Lady bug and her two cousins
        Page 45
        Page 46
    Contrary Billy
        Page 47
    Jack Horner's Christmas pie
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
    An Easter flower
        Page 54
    The way to school
        Page 55
    "Come back! I'll tell mother!" - Slate picture
        Page 56
    A song of six-pence
        Page 57
        Page 58
    Little grey mouse
        Page 59
        Page 60
        Page 61
    Dicky and Dolly
        Page 62
    master Paint-brush
        Page 63
    Bunny's breakfast
        Page 64
        Page 65
    Oak trees
        Page 66
        Page 67
        Page 68
    "What shall we do?"
        Page 69
        Page 70
    A little boy's lament - Another little boy's lament
        Page 71
        Page 72
    Peepsy's story
        Page 73
        Page 74
    A lesson in manners
        Page 75
    The dancing lesson - Slate picture
        Page 76
    The three little firemen
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 81
    Spring joy
        Page 82
        Page 83
        Page 84
    Back Cover
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make a business of making just such books as you want to know about.
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We publish two-thousand different books. Of course no bookseller keeps
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good a way as there is to respond to our wish for acquaintance.
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Five lit-tle dolls I don't think grown
To claim my care, Folks ev-er know
To fix their clothes What troub-les small
And comb their hair; Folks un-der-go .
Five lit-tle dolls I have to cook
To dress and keep, To please all five-
And put a-way I won-der much
Each night to sleep. That I'm a-live!
To claim my care, Folks ev-er know

To dress and"keep, To please all five"

Each night to sleep. That I'm a-live!


I feel so bad My heart most breaks
When one is hurt, When they have falls-
Or gets her face There's heaps of troub-le
All smudged with dirt; Rais-ing dolls!

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0, how vexed Far-mer and down a lit-tle hill; and the
Brown's ducks were, ev-er-y win- lit-tle Brown boys al-ways took
ter, at Far-mer Brown's lit-tle that hill for a slid-ing place.
boys! And such an icy place as they
There was but one good made it! And such a time as
way to get from the barn-yard those poor ducks had get-ting
to the pond, and that was up back and forth ev-er-y day!
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Two lit-tle ba-bies O what a pit-i-ful
In car-riag-es two, Wail from the street!
Two lit-tle nurs-es One brok-en rail
With du-ty to do. Trips up four lit-tle feet.

Both lit-tle nurs-es O-ver went car-riag-es,
Were care-ful at first, Ba-bies and all,
Soon both grew care-less- And two chi-na nos-es
Which was the worst ? Were crack-ed in the fall.


BY C. S. P.

Ba-by Boy's pa-pa is an Boy. He has a sketch-book
ar-tist. full of these pic-tures. Here
An ar-tist is one who makes is just one leaf torn out of that
pic-tures. sketch-book.
Some ar-tists make pic-tures There are three dif-fer-ent
of dogs and cats; some of pic-tures of Ba-by Boy.
fields and riv-ers and woods; The larg-est he made when
some of men. Ba-by Boy was just be-gin-ning
Ba-by Boy's pa-pa likes best to know his stur-dy lit-tle legs
to draw pic-tures of Ba-by were made to walk with.



Two lit-tle ba-bies O what a pit-i-ful
In car-riag-es two, Wail from the street!
Two lit-tle nurs-es One brok-en rail
With du-ty to do. Trips up four lit-tle feet.

Both lit-tle nurs-es O-ver went car-riag-es,
Were care-ful at first, Ba-bies and all,
Soon both grew care-less- And two chi-na nos-es
Which was the worst ? Were crack-ed in the fall.


BY C. S. P.

Ba-by Boy's pa-pa is an Boy. He has a sketch-book
ar-tist. full of these pic-tures. Here
An ar-tist is one who makes is just one leaf torn out of that
pic-tures. sketch-book.
Some ar-tists make pic-tures There are three dif-fer-ent
of dogs and cats; some of pic-tures of Ba-by Boy.
fields and riv-ers and woods; The larg-est he made when
some of men. Ba-by Boy was just be-gin-ning
Ba-by Boy's pa-pa likes best to know his stur-dy lit-tle legs
to draw pic-tures of Ba-by were made to walk with.

Pa-pa would stand him up way of kiss-ing was all his
a-gainst the wall, step back a own.
few steps, and say, Ba-by Boy When pa-pa was rea-dy to
be brave; Ba-by Boy come go to town morn-ings, af-ter
right to pa-pa!" giv-ing Ba-by Boy a jol-ly gol-
And then Ba-by Boy would lop a-bout the house, he al-
put his hands be-hind him,
twist this way and that, look 'l -
up with a queer so-ber face, cry, ,<,,, !,.
"Da, da!" for no, no!-or
may-be yes, yes!- and then,
all of a sud-den, lift his arms i
and with a fun-ny quick run #i _ii___
throw himself in-to pa-pa's /
wait-ing arms and laugh like
the lit-tie scamp he is.
Once Ba-by Boy went to .
church; and mam-ma ask-ed \ .
af-ter-wards what the man did.
Ba-by Bov laid the fore-fin-ger \ I.. .
of one chub-by hand on the BABY BOY IN THE SKETCH-BOOK.
palm of the oth-er chub-by ways look-ed back for a last
hand, lift-ed his head ve-ry "bye-bye."
high, and said, Da-da-dada- And then Ba-by Boy would
DA !" wave both his dain-ty hands,
And so pa-pa made a sketch lift his love-ly head, and from
of Ba-by Boy preach-ing. out his sweet mouth would
The cun-ning top sketch is come the sound of the sweet-est
of Ba-by Boy kiss-ing ; and his kiss a pa-pa ever dreamed of.


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Wee Small Hood sat on the at the gate, and he took his toe
floor of the front porch. It was out of his mouth and looked
New Year's Day, and a great up so quick, that he most fell
rose dropped its leaves right on on his back.
the top of his head. It was the man who sold
'" peas and beans who made the
J '- noise. He had come to sell
,' some to the folks in Small
S, Hood's house.
', '' i ': -He wore his hair in a long
.-...' ' black braid wound round his
.'. ,' head, and on his feet he had
queer shoes with soles of wood.
i .1 He half shut his long eyes,
and said "You want buy flute ?"
SNow Small Hood did want
-'-' .. some fruit, so he said, Oh,
UN-DER THE ROSE BUSH. gee go me,' which meant, Oh,
The sun came in so warm give me some."
that Small Hood took off his Then the man with long hair
blueshoes and red socks. Then took a small fruit, which look-
he put one of his pink toes in ed like a lump of gold, from
his mouth-it was the bigone. his tray and gave it to Hood.
By and by he heard a noise Hood took it in his fat hand

and put his two new teeth right up the fruit and shook it, and
through the rind and bit out a jerked it up and down, and
great piece. Then he made a flung it off on the street; and
face and said, Gee, gee, gee." then she and her family all
That meant Oh dear me!"
Then Small Hood threw the -
fruit out in the yard, and a -
young hen that had five chicks t-:
ran and picked it up. When
she called the chicks they all AN IN--- -DIGNA
ran to her, and she told them P
it was good to eat. She took ran back to scratch for bugs.
it in her own bill to break it There are pigs in Hood's
in bits for them. But she let land; and there was one on
the grass by the street. When
S!/.- the pig saw the fruit he seized
-: .. it and bit it hard; and then
-- i- t t--h en- .f --, ,1,
-'. ., e said "quzee, quee, quee," which
was kis way to say "Oh dear."
S- '----.- --^--^ Then he stuck his nose in
"- ---------: the air, and -curled his short
AN IN-DIG-NANT HEN. tail up tight on his back, and
it fall quick, and stepped back went off as fast as he could go.
on the ends of her toes, and The fruit was a sour lime;
stretched out her neck to look and the man who gave it to
at it. She turned her head Small Hood was a man from
first on this side, then on that, Hong Kong.
and said some strange words They call that a joke in
which Small Hood did not Hood's land, so the man from
know. After that she caught Hong Kong laughed.



come and see! Suck a Wait un-til morn-ing, my
piece of cheese! son, be-fore you in-ves-ti-gate,"
Lit-tle Rob-bie Rat caught said Pa-pa Rat. "'Then we
Mam-ma Rat by the hand. will go with you, and you will
He was just as eag-er as he un-der-stand our con-duct.
could be, and he drew both her Mind now that you don't get
and Pa-pa Rat a-long to-ward a up un-til you are called."
There was some-thing in his
_-,.,- fath-er's tones that made Rob-
W;- bbie Rat feel strange-ly. He
Heard his pa-pa and mam-ma
: talk-ing far in-to the night, and
II.he lay there and won-der-ed
-- -::- what it could mean.
-7 In the morn-ing the par-ents,

their child to view the box.
queer-look-ing lit-tle box at the He stood be-fore it in si-
foot of the cel-lar stairs. lence.
But the mo-ment that Pa-pa In it he be-held two of his
and Mam-ma Rat saw the box play-mates. They were shut
they caught Rob-bie Rat by in, and were mov-ing a-bout in
kis hands and ran with him as great dis-tress.
fast as they could toward the "Ah, thank you, pa-pa! thank
coal-bin. When they reached you, mam-ma !" said Rob-bie
it, Pa-pa Rat tossed him o-ver in. Rat, earn-est-ly.




DEAR lit-tie Hel-en For they nev-er were known
Sat in her low chair, To be fus-sy or cry,
Rock-ing her ba-bies And when you've read all,
With mother-ly care. Per-haps you'll know why.
And she said to them soft-ly:
I fink oo is sweet ; But ah! one sad day
Oo're so bwight and pit-ty, (I think 'twas in Fall)
Mos' dood e-nough to eat. As Hel-en was stand-ing
Up-stairs in the hall,
" Mam-ma tied on some wib- Poor Min-nie fell out
bons, Of her arms down the
Be-tos oo is twins, stair,
And oo look just a-like, And broke her dear neck
As much as two pins; Past any re-pair.
An' now I tan tell
Which is Min-nie or Sue,
Which is Min-nie or Sue, And a few even-ings af-ter,
Cause one wib-bon's pink, P h b,
An' the anotherr is blue." or Se, in hr
Was eat-en by rats
Un-til she was dead.
If you hunt-ed all sum-mer For these beau-ti-ful ba-bies,
The whole cit-y through, Which Hel-en thought fine,
You nev-er could find Were two crook-neck squash-es
Bet-ter babes than those two. That grew on one vine.


KEEP your po-lice do-ing du-ty
Out in the street and the crowd,
Here's our po-lice-man- the beau-ty!
Brave as a li-on and proud;
Day-time or night-time, no mat-ter,
There he sits, still as a mouse;
But the thief would be mad as a hat-ter
Who thinks he could en-ter this house.

Strong? Why, a gi-ant might fear him-
If he needs to be strong, un-der-stand,-
But let lit-tle Har-ry come near him,
And see how he kiss-es his hand;
Gen-tle and lov-ing and cheer-y,
Kind in his strength, too, and mild,-
That's what we love, my own dear-ie,
Be it in dog or in child!

LIT-TLE Mar-ger-y Daw, Hick-o-ry, dick-o-ry, dock!
who us-u-al-ly sang see-saw The mice ran up the clock!"
when she sat in her rock-ing-
chair, one day took it in-to She sang it o-ver and o-ver,
her cur-ly head to sing a new un-til, all at once, Puss, who
song. Hick-o-ry, Dick-o-ry, lay doz-ing on the win-dow-
Dock," she sang as she rocked sill, found her-self purr-ing it
to and fro: too:


KEEP your po-lice do-ing du-ty
Out in the street and the crowd,
Here's our po-lice-man- the beau-ty!
Brave as a li-on and proud;
Day-time or night-time, no mat-ter,
There he sits, still as a mouse;
But the thief would be mad as a hat-ter
Who thinks he could en-ter this house.

Strong? Why, a gi-ant might fear him-
If he needs to be strong, un-der-stand,-
But let lit-tle Har-ry come near him,
And see how he kiss-es his hand;
Gen-tle and lov-ing and cheer-y,
Kind in his strength, too, and mild,-
That's what we love, my own dear-ie,
Be it in dog or in child!

LIT-TLE Mar-ger-y Daw, Hick-o-ry, dick-o-ry, dock!
who us-u-al-ly sang see-saw The mice ran up the clock!"
when she sat in her rock-ing-
chair, one day took it in-to She sang it o-ver and o-ver,
her cur-ly head to sing a new un-til, all at once, Puss, who
song. Hick-o-ry, Dick-o-ry, lay doz-ing on the win-dow-
Dock," she sang as she rocked sill, found her-self purr-ing it
to and fro: too:


" Hick-o-ry, dick-o-ry, dock! sleep-y, and Mar-ger-y's song
The mice ran up the clock!" be-gan to hum it-self in her
Well, the next thing Puss The mice-the mice -
knew she was rub-bing her mice the clock the clock
vel-vet paws in her eyes, and clock!"
wak-ing up from a nap, and All at once she sat up
Mar-ger-y gone, and noth-ing straight and rubbed her eyes.
stir-ring in the room but the Yes, they did!" she said,
rest-less sun-beams and the "they ran up the clock! I'll
tick-ing clock. She jumped have 'em! I'll have 'em for
down and walked a-round the my dinner! I'll run up the
table, and mewed, and felt clock my-self !"
ver-y hun-gry. But there was She sprang light-ly on one
noth-ing on the ta-ble but the of the long weights, and-
vin-e-gar cru-et and a knife, well, look at the pict-ure, my
and so she sat down and dears, and you can see just
wait-ed. She was still rath-er what hap-pened:




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KIT-TY, Kit-ty, go to sleep, And while I rock you in my
Shut your eyes, and don't you chair,
peep, You must purr your lit-tie
Sing with me your lit-tie song, prayer.
We will not make it ver-y long. Al-tho' you say it soft and low,
'Twill all be just the same you
S ".' know.

'' Mam-ma makes me bend my
... knee,
SBut Kit-ty dear, you can't, you
., .-see,
S '." For you're too lit-tle yet to try-
S.' "-- See! I'm so big, and tall, and
S: high.

And then you can't say any
Hur-ry Kit-ty, for you see words,
Mam-ma soon will come for No more than chicks, or lit-tie
me, birds,
And I must see you safe in bed But I have heard the Bible tell
All cov-ered up ex-cept your That e-ven birds are cared for
head. well.


"HA, ha!
I'll fly my kite Jl l
'Way into the hight
Of the blue, blue sky -
Oh, ever so high!" /
Cried he. ; :
Ah, ha -
The kite flew high, ,. .
Turned pale with a sigh- ,i :
Dove down to the ground \
With a flop and a bound. 1 ', '' '
Oh, me!

I won't, O, I won t,
S.-,F? An-swered she.
But you shall, you shall!"

Oh, I sha'n't, I sha'n't!
-; Let me be !"
-, Cried she.
And each naugh-ti-lv wished
The oth-er would fall,
SMOVE a-long, move a-long," Till both of them fell
Cried he. From the top of the wall.


"HA, ha!
I'll fly my kite Jl l
'Way into the hight
Of the blue, blue sky -
Oh, ever so high!" /
Cried he. ; :
Ah, ha -
The kite flew high, ,. .
Turned pale with a sigh- ,i :
Dove down to the ground \
With a flop and a bound. 1 ', '' '
Oh, me!

I won't, O, I won t,
S.-,F? An-swered she.
But you shall, you shall!"

Oh, I sha'n't, I sha'n't!
-; Let me be !"
-, Cried she.
And each naugh-ti-lv wished
The oth-er would fall,
SMOVE a-long, move a-long," Till both of them fell
Cried he. From the top of the wall.


HERE is the lit-tle boy that tient, and by and by you can
al-ways wants to go- Wait !
wait for me he cries.- --.. -, -.-
He wants to go to the store, :-- -
and to church with papa; and '
he wants to go up-stairs and
down cel-lar, and out to the _\_
'well with mam-ma; and he i i t ~-' T
runs af-ter sis-ter ev-e-ry morn- i *;I { Tv
ing when she starts for school, '
and then comes back and stands
un-der the li-lac bush and sobs,
un-til mam-ma comes and gets
hi WAIT !
Poor lit-tie man! Be pa- go out in the big world, too.

Stork! stork! gal-lop to Cork !
We will run on be-side you, 0 !
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S\ hill,
S- Gal-lop as fast and as far as
S you will,
-- Here is the boy that can ride
S-- you, 0 !


CHRIST-MAS-EVE all the good This time the Voice wa.
chil-dren go to bed ear-ly. si-lent.
San-ta Claus must have a Jo-sie tip-toed out to the:
chance to fill the stock-ings, chim-ney. She touched the toe
and he does-n't like to work be- of the stock-ing with the tip of
fore folks. her fing-er. She put her hand
In the mid-dle of the night in at the top. All at once
be-fore Christ-mas a naugh-ty some-thing be-gan play-ing the
thought crept into Jo-sie's brain pret-tiest mu-sic she ev-er heard.
- San-ta had come and gone It tink-led and danced as if it/
and left the pres-ents by this came from the fing-ers of fair-
time. ies.
It won't do a bit of hurt," "0," said Jo-sie, in a fright,
said Jo-sie, "just to go and feel "it's a mu-sic-box; my fing-er
of the stock-ngs." touched the spring. Oh! what
A lit-tle Voice seemed to if any-bod-y should hear it!"
whis-per right in Jo-sie's heart. By and by it stopped; and
"It's mean," said the Voice. Jo-sie went back to bed to dream
"I won't put my hand in!" of mu-sic box-es. It was just
said Jo-sie. what pa-pa had prom-ised her
"You don't know what you'll all this last year.
do when you get there," said But the next morn-ing there
the Voice. "You ought not to wasn't a sin-gle thing in Jo-sie'sl
go near it." stock-ing ex-cept an ug-ly-look-
"I'll just touch the toe of ing stick with this la-bel:
it," plead-ed Josie; "just with A knot-ty stick for a naugk-
the tip of my fing-er." ty girl."


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" I NEVER like to go to school," I ate to write I never could-
Says lazy little Lew; I hate to hold a pen;
"'Tis such a very stupid place To make a poor boy work so hard,
I hate it so I do. I think, is very mean.

" I do not like the girls and boys, I always did dislike to spell,
They always laugh, to see It is so hard to know
That when I am a little late The names of all the letters well
The teacher frowns at me. And how they ought to go.

" I do not like to sit so still And then I hate Arithmetic
With both arms tightly folded; 'Tis such a dismal sight -
And if I make a little noise The rows of figures on my slate
I'm sure of getting scolded. I never can get right!

'I hate to read. The birds and I'll play the truant--yes I will,
flowers As often as I can;
I'd rather go and see; I'll vote against there being schools
And all the men and things in books, If ever I'm a man "
What good are they to me ? --. D.


" I like to go to school I do," I like to write I always did -
Says jolly little Joe; To take my pen in hand
" Because I really think it is And show how much a boy can do,
The nicest place I know. I think is very grand.

" The boys and girls, at nine o'clock, "And then I always like to spell;
I always like to see; I think it is such fun
I like to see the teacher, too, To pick the little letters out
I know that she likes me! And join them one by one.

I like to see the scholars sit I like arithmetic, because
With arms all neatly folded; 'Tis such a pleasant sight
And if there should be naughty ones To see the figures on my slate
I like to hear them scolded! All coming out just right.

I like to read of birds and "I like it all. I'll try to do
bees The very best I can,
And trees and flowers, too; Because I want to grow to be
Of sailors, soldiers, and about A wise and honest man.
The gallant things they do. S. D.
The gallant things they do. .- s. _o,



."T. /LANCHE and Al- He was born in "Dog-town,
ice Hill live in Kansas, near a pretty creek.
Kansas. When many prairie-dogs live to
Blanche is six gether, the spot is called a town oi
years old. Alice village.
S' is four. Prairie-dogs dig holes in the
STheir grand- ground for their homes. Long
mother lives near Boston. under-ground streets lead to these
Last summer these little girls homes.
came all the way from Kansas to These narrow, winding streets are
Boston to visit their grandmother. like tunnels.
They were on the cars several Prairie-dogs use their paws as
days. shovels, when they dig these holes
Another traveller came with them and streets.
to Boston.
His name was Prink.
He had a little car
of his own. -
This car was a cigar- -_
box !
Narrow strips of .-' -.
wood were nailed
across the top; Prink
often peeped out. PRINI< AT HOl..
At one end of his car was a slid- They use their funny little tail
ing door. But Prink was not often as brushes. With these brush:
allowed to come out. they sweep up the loose earth, int(
Prink is a prairie-dog, round piles. I


These mounds of loose earth are gives a long shrill whistle.
always put just in front of the en- Then the other dogs come out
trance to their homes, again to play.
When the frisky little fellows are
tired they come out and sit on these
mounds to rest.
Then they look like their cousins, -
the squirrels. '!, ,
They are called dogs, because ^ i''
their shrill, sharp bark is much like ':
the snap of a cross little lap-dog. .
Each family of prairie-dogs has ,
its own home. /-
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In every dog-town there is one .,I
dog who is a leader. Hunters and .
trappers call this leader, Big-dog." -
Big-dog has charge of the village. --
All the other dogs must obey his -
He watches everything from his LTE TRVELL
own door-way. Prairie-dogs are very kind to each
He sits on a very high mound, other. If one is sick or gets hurt,
When he hears any strange noise, his dog-friends take care of him
or sees a hunter, Big-dog gives a until he is well.
loud sharp cry. It is not easy to catch a prairie-
When this cry is heard, all the dog.
other dogs in the village scamper But a hunter caught Prink; he
through their narrow under-ground gave him to the father of Blanche
streets, and curl down in their snug and Alice.
homes. The children named the funny pet
When all danger is over, Big-dog Prink."


He soon learned this name. he used it a good deal, for he was
He soon gi:.- fond of the little a baby-dog.
girls. Blanche and Alice lent their funny
They fed him with berries, apples pet to a lady in the cars.
and cakes. They made a bed for She fed him with strawberries,
him in a dark closet, and played with him a long time.
Prink had a lovely reddish-brown Then she put him into his own
coat, and a pretty white spot at his little car, and he had a nap.
throat. The Boston grandmother was very
He had quick, bright, dark eyes. much astonished to see Prink.
His small teeth were white and sharp. This is a true story.
He had a squeaky, fine voice and --. P. C.


We live in the far West. to set traps for mink and musk-rats
There are large forests on our farm. along the river.
Last night an Indian came to our This morning we saw blue smoke
house. His name was Mr. Snowball. curling up over the tree tops. We
Mr. Snowball wanted some meat knew it came from Mr. Snowball's
and flour to begin housekeeping. wigwam.
He said he and his family had just Jenny wanted to see how Indians
moved into our woods. The Indians live. So we all went to the woods.
like to live in our woods. Four dogs and a pony came out to
They can catch plenty of squirrels meet us.
and partridges to eat. The Indians keep dogs to hunt
The squaws can find plenty of fuel deer, or ducks, or wild chickens.
to burn. Indians live only a short time in
Mr. Snowball said he was intending one place. When they move, the

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liis back. They did this until the tops of all
I YVWild Indians never have houses the poles were bent down and fas,
t'!ike ours. tened.
When they come to a good camp- This was the frame-work for their
ing ground, where there is wood and house. They spread strips of heavy
grass and game, they stop. Then the cotton cloth over this frame-work.
squaws put up the houses. They left an open place at the
When we came to the Snowball top of the frame-work.
camping ground we found Mrs. They made a fire on the ground.
Snowball and her daughter putting The smoke went up through the
up their house. open place at the top.
Mrs. Snowball went to the little
lodge where they slept last night.
/ She brought out some grass mats.
S':. She spread the mats on the ground
S'., in the new wigwam.
..--I i" ,Then she brought a baby from the
.. lodge. She set him down on one ol
the mats.
-Then her daughter came with an-
X other pappoosee," a very little one.
-- He was strapped on a board.
MR. SNOWBALL AND HIS FAMILY. Mrs. Snowball leaned the board

They had chopped down some against the frame of the wigwam.
;lender oak trees. They were trim- The little pappoosee" looked
ning off the branches, chubby and happy. Both babies
SWhen the branches were off, they soon went to sleep.
!set the poles in a circle in the ground. We gave Mrs. Snowball some
SThey bent the tops of two poles apples and cakes. Then we went
I together. Then they twisted and home. -S. P. B.



Carina is twelve years old. school. She does not know one letteJ,
She is as tall as some of the Pri- not even O, not even S.
mary school-teachers. Carina can sing, and play on th
But if Carina came to school she tambourine, and dance. That i
all she can do.
Carina is an Italian girl. Hei
.., uncle brought her to America to ean
money for him by her songs.
He brought three other children,
and three monkeys and two hand or
.... ...., .gans, and three tambourines.
SHe sold Carina and a tambourine
to another Italian while they were or
Their way to America.
.'" .. The Italian who bought Carinr,,
Made her go out in the streets every
:.. : day to dance and sing and beg.
Sv He beat her at night if she did not
S'"bring him enough money. Some-
CARINA. times he gave her no supper, and she
was often too weak to dance and sing.
would have to come into the Primary At last some kind American gen-
department. tlemen took Carina away from her
She would have to sit with the unkind master.
smallest boys and girls. She is now in a good home.
She would have to read the small- When she grows strong again,
est words the teacher could find. she will go to school, like little
For Carina has never been to American girls. -_. F. 1/'.

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WHAT do you sup-pose Ba- She laughed right out, and
by Chris had for a Christ-mas jumped up and kissed lit-tle
pres-ent ? Chris, and told him to sit still
It was the cun-ning-est thing in his crib, and ran out and
in all the world, and Chris' spent her five cents joy-ful-ly;
mam-ma was so glad when it for," said she, he won't care
came in-to her mind to do it. for much else when he sees
She want-ed to buy a big pict- that!"
ure-book; she wanted to buy As soon as Chris had gone
a gay set of nois-y bells, and a to sleep, she got her work-
love-ly long train of cars to basket and sat down to car-ry
whizz back and forth a-long out her mer-ry plan; she
the floor; she wanted to buy a sewed a long time on the lit-tle
big doub-le arm-ful of pret-ty red frock he had taken off,
things, but she could not, for smil-ingto her-self all the while,
she had on-ly five cents to and when she went to bed she
spend. And I can't be-gin to looked as hap-py as if she had
tell you what a hard Christ- had five hun-dred dol-lars to
mas ache there was in her spend.
heart, for she longed to make Well, when Chris was dressed
her ro-sy-cheeked, lit-tle two- next morn-ing, what do you
year-old ba-by-boy as hap-py as think he found ?
the hap-pi-est. Why, there was a pock-et on
But the day be-fore Christ- his red frock- a cun-ning, lit-
mas, just at night, a bright, tle out-side pock-et trimmed
fun-ny thought came to her. with braid and but-tons. Chris

saw it at once, and though it pock-et it-self; and I am sur,
was his first pock-et, the lit-tle Chris' mam-ma en-vied no oi
dim-pled hand went straight er wom-an in all the we
down in-to it, and of course that day, when her lit-tle J,
there were nuts and rai-sins came tod-dling up to her ei\.
and can-dy there, but these er-y few mo-ments, hold-ing ujOl
rare lit-tle daint-ies were noth- his dress-" See! See! Mane
ing at all cor-pared with the ma, 0, do see!"



HERE'S a love-ly snow-ball, round as round can be,
Hard and white and shin-ing as any ball, you see;
When lit-tle Ar-thur comes a-long, with cheeks so bright and
I'll wish him Merry Christ-mas, and shy it at his head!





CHAPTER Wee, wee, wee!" he
PIG-GY-WIG-GY was where he cried pit-e-ous-ly, but no-bod-y
had no bu-si-ness to be, in a heard.
neigh-bor's corn- field. His He pushed and scratched
S... -a-while lon-ger, and man-aged
to get out, though he pinched
S -his plump sides a good deal
more than he liked, and cried,
,' i "Wee, wee," a great ma-ny
.. ':- ; tim es.
-- --But once out, it was "Hurra,
,,PG-GY-G-G CRIES Wee wee!" boys!" He scam-pered a-cross
lit-tie pink-ish eyes had spied the or-chard, stop-ping now
a loose board in one cor-ner of
his pen, and forth-with he went ..: "
to work with his lit-tle black -
hoofs and sau-cy snout, to root.
up the earth un-der it, and --
make a hole large e-nough for -
him to get out. -" ;-' -
Scratch, scratch, scratch!
He threw the dirt all o-verIG-GY-IG-Y IS RST
him, and stuck fast half way, and then to pick up an ap-ple.
when he tried to creep through. He trot-ted down the lane, and

drank the clear, cold wa-ter corn. Let's drive him out!i
from the pret-ty brook that Ea-sy to say, but hard to dc
danced and rip-pled in the sun- Pig-gy-wig-gy pricked uJ
shine. He heard the birds his ears, grunt-ed, "No, yol
sing, but he did-n't care much don't!" and set off at full run
a-bout them. There were wild The boys chased him til
ros-es and but-ter-cups in the they were tir-ed, but Pig-gy-wig
lane, but he did-n't care for gy would-n't be caught. He
flow-ers. He looked a-round ran here and there, dodged
to see where he should go next. be-tween the boys and be-hind
There was Farm-er Bur-ton's them, and tripped up Tom just
corn-field close by, and he could
see the long green stalks wav- _
ing with their silk-en tas-sels. -. i --
There was on-ly a rail fence ---
be-tween him and the gold-en -
corn he liked so much. :
He crowd-ed him-self un-der -
the bars pret-ty quick, and .--
there he was, in the midst of
such a feast!
How he did eat, and eat, and on the edge of a lit-tle hill, so
eat! till he was so full he that he rolled down in-to the
could hard-ly move, and, worse brook.
still, he had tramp-led down "I say, Sam," said Tom,
the stalks, and root-ed up the crawl-ing out, and shak-ing
ground, mak-ing great holes in him-self like a big dog, let's
ev-er-y di-rec-tion. give up, and go and tell his
"Hi, Tom!" shout-ed Sam mas-ter. Let him send some-
Bur-ton, there's a pig in the bod-y to get his pig home!"




CHAPTER II. his hand. He of-ten gave Pig-
Sam a-greed, and they went gy-wig-gy ap-ples, or po-ta-toes,
SJudge Gray, who owned or an ear of corn, and rubbed
Pig-gy-wig-gy. his back with a cob, which
Judge Gray put on his hat, Pig-gy-wig-gy liked ver-y much.
took his gold-head-ed cane, So,when Pig-gy-wig-gy heard
and came for his pig him-self. his mas-ter's call, at first he
He was a fat man, and thought he would hide; but
could-n't run; and how in the then he pricked up his ears,
world he meant to get Pig-gy- .
wig-gy out, the boys could-n't
guess. e
The judge nev-er tried to '
drive Pig-gy-wig-gy a step. He ..
on-lywalked up to the fence, THE JUDGE HAS WINNING WAYS.
and called: turned his pink eyes, grunt-ed,
Pig, pig, pig!" Here, here! and am-bled up
But Pig-gy-wig-gy knew it to him, with his fat sides shak-
was the voice of his mas-ter, ing like jel-ly.
and a very kind mas-ter he was. The judge pat-ted his head,
He was kind to his horse and then start-ed for home.
cows, to his dog and cat, his Pig-gy-wiggy went too, keep-
hens and pigs. They all came ing close be-hind his mas-ter,
at his call, and would eat from and so they walked up the

street and through the vil-lage. arched her back and brist-le,
The old la-dies looked o-ver her tail, and scam-pered up
their glass-es and laughed tree, where she sat perched on
to see Pig-gy-wig-gy wad-dling a bough, look-ing at him, and
a-long, ev-er-y now and then won-der-ing wheth-er he would
eat her if he caught her,a
The doc-tor's young horse, com.
""', ing fast a-round the cor-ner,
.-1 shied at him. The hens scut-
:- tied a-cross the road, cack-ling;
and a great white roos-ter flew
%-2-%. -up on the fence, and screamed,
- Here's a pret-ty how d'ye
put-ting his nose down close to But naught cared Pig-gy-
his mas-ter's boot. -
Mr. Glen's great watch-dog, -
Tow-ser, barked How d'ye .& ': ;i
do ? from the door-step. '-
Mrs. West's Scotch ter-rier, .. .L
Shag, rushed down the gar-den
walk, and trot-ted a lit-tle way PG-GIG-GY C-ES GRAT EX-CTE-MNT.
so-ci-a-bly by Pig-gy-wig-gy's wig-gy; and he was soon snug
side. in his pen, which was mend-ed
Miss Turn-er's cat, Bet-sey, forth-with, and that's all.



SIT was not Lu-lu. To be and lips were just the col-or of
sure Lu-lu had hair as yel-low cher-ries; but An-na nev-er
as sun-shine, and her cheeks want-ed to do any-thing for any-
were pink as ro-ses, and her bod-y, and that, some way, had
.---.--- ----- such an ef-fect up-on her looks
.- that no-bod-y ev-er thought she
S was e-ven pret-ty, to say noth-
ing of be-ing "a beau-ty."
It was Kit-ty.
Kit-ty was the Beau-ty of
Sthe fam-i-ly.
S-' This Kit-ty had "light hair,"
S---and her eyes were of no par-tic-
u-lar col-or, and no dress-maker
.-. could fit her dump-ling lit-tle
"'. fig-ure. I don't say that she
-.- -was gen-er-al-ly called the" beau-
_" "'.: ty," but-well per-haps it was
KIT-TY COL-BY. be-cause she was so rea-dy to
eyes as blue as vi-o-lets; but "do things," and "to go," and
Lu-lu had a way of look-ing to "give up," and be-cause she
frown-y o-ver her eggs and looked so glad and so hap-py
toast at break-fast that pre-vent- all the time, that ev-e-ry-bod-y
ed her from be-ing a beau-ty. missed Kit-ty if they didn't see
Neith-er was it An-na. her the first thing when they
An-na's eyes were as black came in-to the house; and all
Sas black-ber-ries, and her cheeks the school-chil-dren said they

"liked Kit the best of all the who was the Beau-ty of
Col-by girls. She was the Fam-i-ly, though you could
pret-ti-est girl in school." have found fault with her ey
Yes, it was o-blig-ing Kit-ty and her hair and com-plex-ior


"I'M so s'eep-y, s'eep-y, s'eep-y Nas-sy, hor-wid, old m'-las-ses!
An' I want to go to bed There! I don't want to ,:
I'se dwinked my milk, and eat clean.
my cook-ie,
An' had'las-ses on my bread. Dear me suz, my eyes keep
Dess I'll take a 'it-tle nap ;
This nice rug is pret-ty corn-
,Mos' as nice as mam-ma's
0, my hands are or-fu' sticky, Now she's nod-ding, and the
'Spose my face is dir-ty too, kit-ty
'Fwaid ma's gone for wa-ter- Comes and laps her stick-y
O dear me, what shall I do? hand.
Mam-ma takes her sleep-y treas-
0, I wis' I hadn't touched it, ure,
'Spose I ain't fit to be seen; Car-ries her off to baby-land.



BY M. A. R.

THIS is a true sto-ry. a-fraid of the rab-bit.
It is a-bout a hun-gry rab- She was a-fraid of his long
bit. ears.
Once he be-longed to two When she saw him she crept
lit-tle boys. a-way as fast as she could.
These lit-tle boys were ver-y The rabbit was a-fraid of the
/'I He had nev-er heard a ba-by
cry be-fore.
AI 4* When she cried he hopped
a-way in-to a cor-ner and sat
.-- :. down and trem-bled.
He would not come out of
the cor-ner un-til the ba-by was
-: car-ried up-stairs.
S One day the la-dy and the
--". -. --" ba-by went a-way for a vis-it.
They were to be gone all night.
They were so glad to go
they nev-er thought a-bout the
fond of a lady who lived next They for-got that he would
door. So they gave her their want his sup-per and his break-
hand-some white rab-bit. fast.
This la-dy's lit-tle ba-by was The rab-bit hopped a-bout

in the kitch-en all the fore-noon. lor, where he nev-er had bee6n
He was glad the ba-by was be-fore.
gone. He hopped and he He saw some-thing in this
leaped for joy. room that made him glad.
In the af-ter-noon he was He saw break-fast. He saw
hun-gry. plen-ty of break-fast.
He hopped out in-to the His mis-tress had not for-got-
shed. His pan was emp-ty. ten him.
He was ver-y sor-ry his mis- The floor was covered with
tress had for-got-ten him. green leaves and flow- ers.
He was lone-some and hun- They looked fresh and ten-der.
gry when he went to sleep that The rabbit thought he was
night. in a gar-den.
He was lone-some and hun- He must have thought so,
gry when he woke next morn- for when his mis-tress came
ing. home at night, she found the
He hopped a-gain in-to all rab-bit had gnawed the leaves
the cor-ners. He hopped out and flow-ers of the par-lor car-
in-to the shed to look once pet.
more. She gave the rab-bit a-way
But no, he could find no and bought a new car-pet.
break-fast. Please re-mem-ber to leave
Then he hopped through some-thing for your pets to eat
into the sit-ting-room. when you go a-way from home.
But there was no break-fast They want their reg-u-lar
there. meals as much as you do, and
He saw an-oth-er door o-pen. they suf-fer from hun-ger just
It was not o-pen wide, but he as you would.
pushed through into the par- Please do not forget this.



BY E. F, P.

-_:- .-_ time Wal-ter saw him.
'" t~----- -- W al-ter was up in
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L ,, .- ,. H e liked to stand
,. ,.. at the big win-dow
i...' ...;. and look out in-to the
-, : gold-en wal-nut tree
K, r l 'i ... ,' t and count the nuts.
i, ...' When he saw Gray
: : .. he called to him :
". Look out you will
sl Ide off!"
'-"_.: L But Gray hopped up in-to
Sthe tree. He ran a-bout a-mong
O the ,-el-low leaves. He picked

'--- Then he sat down on a limb
-.t peel this nut.
.' \\Vhile he nib-bled he looked
'I'II' I i, ,' i at the boy in the win-dow, with
tw o \-er-y bright eyes.
His name was Gray. You will fall!" called Wal-
He was small. He was spry. ter.
He liked to climb. He was Gray laughed. His laugh
sit-ting on the roof the first sound-ed like this:

Cir-r chir--r-! a noise. It was like a laugh,
Then he leaped down and There stood Gray.
came a-cross the roof to-ward His bright eyes were full of
the win-dow. fun, and he ran round be-hind
Wal-ter thought he was corn- a big chest of drawers.
ing in- but no; he was gone! Wal-ter came af-ter him so
But the next day the two quick he could not hide.
saw each oth-er a-gain. ------.----
This time he
showed Wal-ter how ,
fast he could peel '-.-
nuts; and ev-er-y time i
a nut was peeled .I,. .
Wal-ter thought he .. ..
was com-ing to the . -..-
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when he was al-most _
there, he would mys-te- .- __-
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W al-ter could nev- 'S FRIEND AT HOME.
er once see where he went. So he made the best of it.
One night there was a storm. He showed Wal-ter his nest in
All the leaves fell. The trees an old bas-ket, and his store of
were left bare. There were nuts, and al-so the hole un-der
no more nuts. Lit-tle Gray, the win-dow where he went in
too, was gone. and out.
W\al-ter watched, but lit-tle Af-ter that they saw each oth-
Gray nev-er came back. er of-ten and had good times.
But one day when Wal-ter Wal-ter's friend was a gray
was up in the at-tic, he heard squir-rel.


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DOL-LY, here's a wish-ing-cap! Will give him a-ny-thing he
I'll tell you all a-bout it; wants!
He'll think I'm on-ly jok-ing.

Now, dear, what shall we wish
I for first ? -
'-.. I'd like a lit-tle po-ny,
;'---:' ', ', So you and I could ride a-bout,
'- '.Our own two selves a-lone-y.

,Y" ".. Why don't it come! You
S- -- naugh-ty doll,
I wish I hadn't spok-en !
I've on-ly just to wear it, and
Be care-ful not to doubt it. :-'

Tom-my read a-loud, last night, '
A-bout a lit-tle fel-low
.ho had one that was just ..
like this, ,
Black vel-vet trimmed with '
yel-low. -
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Won't pa-pa be sur-prised,
when I You've doubt-ed the dear wish-
Tell him his cap for smok- ing-cap,
ing And now the charm is brok-en!



BIG broth-er Ja-mie brought The let-ter was di-rect-ed to
in from the barn a beau-ti-ful Mrs. Hen," put in the nest,
lit-tle egg, no larg-er than a and the ver-y next morn-ing
par-tridge egg, and gave it to Su-sie ran out bright and ear-ly
ba-by i or-man. to the barn though her mam-ma
Then sis-ter Su-sie felt bad- told her Mrs. Hen had not yet
ly be-cause she had no wee bit had time to spell out the un-
of an egg. Her sweet mouth looked-for let-ter. And then
puck-ered up and her great black who could tell wheth-er she
eyes be-gan to look like two was an o-blig-ing hen, to do
round clouds just go-ing to just what she was asked !
show-er her face with rain. It wasbe-fore break-fast that
But mam-ma said some-thing Su-sie went to see if her egg
that made the sun-shine come was laid; and will you be-
back. Now what did mam-ma lieve me when I tell you she
say? WVhy, just lis-ten : came run-ning back to the
'' 0, Su-sie, let us write a house with a great, big, beau-
let-ter to the hen and ask her ti-ful white egg in her hand?
to lay you an-oth-er lit-tle egg!" And O! did-n't she look hap-
And here is the let-ter they py ?
wrote. Did you ev-er read This is a per-fect-ly true
such a fun-ny thing ? sto-ry; and I am sure you will
"DEAR MRS. HEN: Please think we have a most o-blig-ing
ma'am, if you please, lay me and al-so a ver-y learned hen.
ver-y soon a ti-ny wee bit of an Su-sie thinks so, at a-ny-
egg. SU-SIE P." rate.

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Lady Bug lived in a rose bush. At night she slept on a soft bed of
The rose bush was a nice place pink rose leaves.
for a lady's home. Lady Bug did not often walk on
the ground.
She did not like to get dirt on her
S. .."-' _--- Lady Bug's dress was a bright
orange, spotted with black.
One pleasant day, Lady Bug
S / thought she would go o the other
side of the flower-garden and visit
one of her cousins.
.''- Her cousin's name was Miss Blue
Miss Blue Wings lived in a snow-
In the day-time she walked up Lady Bug looked at all the flowers
and down the green stems to take as she passed along.
the air. But she did not see any so pretty


as her own fragrant roses at home. it was dark when Lady Bug started
i-;S Blue Wings was very glad to go home.
to see her cousin Lady Bug. "Oh, dear !" said she. What
shall I do? I cannot see which way
to go!"
Just then another cousin came to
SHis name was Fire Fly.
"Cousin Lady Bug," said he,
S. wait a moment, and I will light
my lanterns, and go home with
'- ,- ; :. you.
-' How glad Lady Bug was
Mr. Fire Fly lighted his lanterns.
Mr. Fire Fly carries his lanterns
under his wings.


They rocked on the branches of
the snow-ball bush, and talked.
Blue Wings told Lady Bug about
her troubles with the grasshoppers. -.
Miss Blue Wings did not like the "
grasshoppers because they came
every day to gnaw the leaves of her
snowball bush.
Toward night the cousins had a
nice supper.
They had snowball pudding. It It was a long wet walk across the
was sweetened with honey. garden.
They sat at the table so late that Lady Bug got her bright orange


dress badly drabbled in the heavy went up the leaf to bed, Hiow good
dew. it is to find friends when you need
She was very glad to reach her own them !
rose bush again. "When cousin Fire Fly comes, I
She thanked Fire Fly many times will give him the best supper I can
for his kindness, get! "
She invited him to come and take She did give him a good supper.
tea with her the next day. She had gold and silver cake.
Mir. Fire Fly said he should be The silver cake was made of white
happy to come. Then he went back roses. The gold cake was made of
into the garden with his lanterns, yellow roses.
Lady Bug said to herself, as she -- E. L- 1.


Billy was a peddler's horse. This is the way Billy said I
Every day he drew a large wagon won't."
along the country roads. He set his fore feet out. He laid
This large wagon was loaded with back his ears. He shook his head.
tin and brooms. It was a heavy load His master got out of the wagon
to draw. and patted him.
He stopped at all the houses so Billy would not stir.
that his master could sell the brooms He moved the harness a little,
and tins. here and there.
One day, after he had trotted along Billy would not stir.
several miles, Billy stopped where He talked to him in a very pleas-
there was no house in sight. ant tone.
"Go along! said his master. But Billy would not stir. He
I won't," said Billy. said I won't."

What was to be done? some heavy thing and whip the
The peddler wished to sell his horse.
brooms and tins and go home to Instead, the peddler took a pail
supper. from the wagon.
There was some meal in this pail.
He showed this to Billy.
Then he walked on and set the
pail down.
Billy could see the pail.
Pretty soon Billy lifted his ears.
He looked very good-natured. He
went forward to the pail.
His master let him eat the meal.
Then he put the pail back in the
BILLY SAYS, "I WON'T! w go .
Then he took the reins and jumped
But he could no% do this if Billy in, and Billy trotted off briskly with
refused to do his part. his load.
He went to the back of the The meal was better for Billy than
wagon. A gentleman who passed a whip.
by thought he was going to get -M. o.J.


It was Christmas eve. All Jack Horner's playmates had
There was a Christmas Tree for gone to this Christmas Tree party at
the village children. the church.

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But Jack Horner could not go. said, Now, Jacky, sit down here
Jack Horner had the whooping- by the fire."
cough. Then she went out of the room.
Jack did not feel very sick. He In a minute she came back with
thought he could go to the party. the Christmas pie.
But his mamma said he must not She set it on Jack's own little
go, because the other children would black walnut table.
catch the whooping-cough from him. Was it a cunning little saucer pie?
Jack cried a little. But he soon No.
brushed away the tears and tried to It was baked in a big deep pud-
be a good boy. ding-dish.
Then his mamma said to herself, Jacky never saw so big a pie be-
" I must make a pleasant Christmas fore.
at home for my little boy. It was big enough to hold four-
"I will give him a surprise, and-twenty blackbirds.
I will make him a Christmas pie, But the four-and-twenty blackbirds
i wonderful one. were not in it.
"Yes, Jack Horner shall have his It is yours, all yours, Jacky,"
Christmas pie." said his mother.
The next day was Christmas day. Jacky looked so astonished that
The children came in to show his mother laughed.
Jacky the gifts they had on the Cut it," she said. It is your
Christmas Tree. Christmas pie."
They told him what a good time So Jacky cut the crust. And O,
they had last night at the church, what a Christmas pie that was !
Jack looked a little sad. Out came a tin express wagon
But his mamma came to him. with two horses.
She whispered in his ear: The express wagon was loaded
Never mind, Jacky. I know with a round, frosted plum cake.
something nice." Merry Christmas to Jack Horner,"
After the children had gone, she was printed on the frosted plum


cake in pretty pink caraways. pulled out another fine plum.
*A china dog followed the wagon This time it was a handsome Rus-
out of the wonderful pie. sia leather pocket-book.
A white rabbit followed the dog. The pocket-book held a bright gold


Then Jack pulled out a top, a ball, dollar and ten new ten-cent pieces.
a picture book, a bird that whistled, Once more 1" said his mother.
and a big Jack-in-the-box. Tlat time it was a white-handled
Jack sat back in his chair and four-bladed knife.
looked at his riches. Then Jacky was completely
There are more plums yet in happy.
your Christmas pie, Jacky," said his He thought it was very nice to be
mother with a smile, a real Jack Horner and have a real
So Jack put in his thumb and Christmas pie.

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AT Easter time a lady gave Lily her two frosted cocoanut cakes in-
a lily. stead of one.
The little girl, Lily, had pink She still looked very cross when
cheeks and dark hair. her mamma's friend put the Easter
flower in her hand.
S_ But no one can sit and look
Sat a white lily and feel cross.
-ad As the little girl looked down
Sat this great white flower in her
S__-hand, she began to feel gentle
and kind.
e A sweet thought came into
._- ~heart. She placed the great
white lily in a vase.
She carried it down into the
kitchen. She set it on the win-
dow sill.
"This is for you, cook," she
Cook was so surprised she
could not speak, but she kissed
Lily's cheek.
The beautiful Easter flower
has faded.
The flower, lily, had white leaves But its sweet spirit has not
and a golden heart. faded, for cook and Lily have been
Lily had just been naughty. She polite and pleasant to each other
had kicked with her little foot at ever since.
cook, because cook would not give


THIS is the way George and Jenny Then they start off on a run.
go to school. They run until they come to Mr.
First they go and stand up before Baker's garden.
their mother and open their lips Then they stop and peep through
wide. the palings at the lovely flowers.
She looks at their teeth, and if
they are clean and white she says,
"All right, children."
Then they hold up their hands so
that their mother can see them.
She looks at the palms, the backs, '
the nails, the wrists. ;
If they are nicely washed and \
cleaned, she says again, "All right."
Then each child kisses her cheek, GEORGE AND JENNY.
and she kisses their foreheads and They cannot run by the lovely flow-
says, Good-bye, little ones." ers without one look at them.
They say, Good-bye, we will be "I like the tulips, they are so
good scholars to-day." gay," says George.


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ing a song of six-pence, pock-ets full,

A pock-et full of rye." Down in the field of rye,
John and Jim-my both picked They found some cun-ning
some, lit-tle birds,
So they could have a pie. To put in-to the pie.
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So they could have a pie. To put in-to the pie.

Six pret-ty lit-tle hid-den nests, Then Jim-my turned and
Down in the yel-low rye, looked at John,
Held four-and-twen-ty ba-by And John took up the pie,
birds, And back the lit-tle lad-dies
E-nough to fill the pie. went
In-to the field of rye.
I ,
It, / The moth-er bird flew up and
--. '. 0 "O, have you baked that
-I^r p ie ?
'. ..L How can you bring the cru-el
.; ;.. And eat it in the rye!"

S." No, no, they're all a-live," said
-- "------- And down they set the pie;
,_,- S The birds flew out and found
their nests
Down in the yel-low rye.
They set them all with-in the
dish, So sing a song of six-pence,
Lined with a crust of rye; A pock-et full of rye ;"
But soon the four-and-twen-ty And how the dear-est lit-tie
birds boys
Cried out in-side the pie. Gave up the fa-mous pie.,



BY S. E. F.

Mrs. Puss and her fam-i-ly lit-tle fat mice chil-dren.
kept house in a gar-ret. Grey This morn-ing she told her
Mouse and her fam-i-ly kept lit-tle Greys to re-main qui-et
house there too. Mrs. Puss un-der the wall un-til she should
had one daugh-ter. Grey re-turn. They must not ven-
Mouse had four. She had ture out-side the door, nor
had sev-en. touch the crack-ers and cheese.
Ev-e-ry day she called her They must go to sleep in the
chil-dren a-bout her. She cor-ner, and when she came
talked a-bout those gi-ants in back they should have some
the oth-er room. of Mas-ter Tom-mie's beech-
She talked about Mas-ter nuts.
Tom-my down stairs. Mice chil-dren prom-ised
She talked a-bout the crack- with their lit-tle tails all curled
:ers laid down at their door. up with fear, and ran a-way
She talked a-bout those lit- in-to the cor-ner.
tie pieces of cheese hang-ing Then Grey Mouse start-ed
from those lit-tie wires in on her jour-ney, right a-cross
box-es. the great plain where live the
She talked sad-ly of all the gi-ants!
lit-tie grey mice who were not A might-y big bound from
there now; and then she talked four great feet! Some lit-tle
of mov-ing. scam-pers from four lit-tle feet!
Grey Mouse had trav-eled But Grey Mouse knows the
much. She knew that ev-er-y road, and she is out of reach
where there was dan-ger for with one sweep.

She paus-es to take breath. right a-cross her pret-ty pink
She smiles se-rene-ly at the toes.
great paw scratch-ing a-way Grey Mouse at last finds a
un-der the door. home for her lit-tle Greys.
Then she meets Mas-ter Far a-way from Mrs. Puss!
Tom-mie in the kitch-en. He Far a-way from Mas-ter Tom-
strikes at her with his long mie, and those fun-ny lit-tle
whip. She sees ba-by Alice box-es, in a beau-ti-ful corn
in the nurs-e-ry She darts crib!


Grey Mouse re-turns mer- emp-ty cor-ner tremb-ling and
ri-ly sing-ing: hid-ing a-way! Mrs. Puss and
her daugh-ter frisk-ing in the
Oh, a plen-ty of corn sun-light! They look as
Al-ways pays! though they had had a good
I'll go back a-gain, meal!
For my lit-tle Greys." Ver-y soft-ly Grey Mouse
takes her one child in her
But where were the lit-tle mouth and leaves the gar-ret
Greys? On-ly one in the for-ev-er.

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BY M. E. B.

Dick-y and Dol-ly are two pret-ty birds,
Sing-ing all day in their songs with-out words;
Fly-ing a-bout in the sun and the breeze,
Ris-ing and fall-ing like leaves on the trees.

Dick-y and Dol-ly know noth-ing of care,
They are-as free as their neigh-bor, the air;
Swing-ing on tree-top, or sway-ing on corn,
Mer-ri-est rat-tle-pates ev-er were born!

Dick-y and Dol-ly, the jol-ly and bold,
What will you do when the win-ter's a-cold ?
" Do?" says brave Dick, with a worm in his mouth,
"Do! Why, you goose, we will leave and go south !


This sto-ry is a-bout a dear You ought to see a pur-ple
lit-tle fel-low whom his sis-ters sun-set he paint-ed for his
call "Mas-ter Paint-brush." mam-ma, with a row of pink
His folks have all the paint- doves fly-ing a-long the sky!
ings they want-so ma-ny that He paints cups and sau-cers
Mas-ter Paint-brush's mam-ma like a lit-tle Jap-an-ese, and all
says they have to hang them the dolls in the house have each
up on the floor;" and al-most a set of choice hand-paint-ed
all the books in the house have chi-na.
plates "col-ored by hand." Some-times Mas-ter Paint-
Mas-ter Paint-brush can brush is to be seen with a
paint a pict-ure in five min-utes, green cheek, and some-times
a-ny time. He can paint you with one of but-ter-cup yel-low;
a large sheep with a scar-let some-times he is dot-ted, some-
fleece while you stand look-ing times he is striped, and oft-en
on, and he can dash off a green hewears rain-bows; and al-ways
goose in half that time-and it is a great deal of work to do
such flocks of sky-blue ducks hiswash-ing--still ev-er-y-bod-y
sail-ing on old-gold ponds! in the house loves him.

Tears in his eyes,
Tears on his cheek!
"Boo-hoo !" cried he,
My boots don't squeak!
Boo-hoo!" cried he.



THIS is a true story, ner until the baby was carried up-
It is about a hungry rabbit, stairs. Then he came out.
Once he belonged to two little
These little boys were very fond of
a lady who lived next door. So they
gave her their handsome white rabbit.
This lady's little baby was afraid
of the rabbit. I .
She was afraid of his long ears. -
When she saw him she crept away
as fast as she could.
The rabbit was afraid of the baby.
He was afraid of her voice.
He had never heard a baby cry
When she cried he hopped away
into a corner and sat down and BUNNY AT BREAKFAST.
trembled. One day the lady and her baby
He would not come out of the cor- went away for a visit.

They were to stay away all night. was not wide open, but he pushed
They were so glad they were going through. He was now in the parlor,
they never thought about the rabbit. He saw something in this room
They forgot that he would want that made him glad.
his supper and his breakfast. He saw breakfast. He saw plenty
The rabbit hopped about in the of breakfast.
kitchen all the forenoon. He was His mistress had not forgotten
so glad the baby was gone! him.
In the afternoon he was hungry. The floor was covered with green
He hopped out into the shed. His leaves and flowers. They looked
pan was empty. fresh and tender.
He was very sorry his mistress The rabbit thought he was in a
had forgotten him. garden.
He was lonesome and hungry He must have thought so, for
when he went to sleep that night. when his mistress came home at
He was lonesome and hungry night she found the rabbit had
when he woke next morning, gnawed the leaves and flowers of the
He hopped again into all the cor- parlor carpet.
ners. He hopped out into the shed. She gave the rabbit away and
He could find no breakfast. bought a new carpet.
Then he hopped through into the Please remember to leave some-
sitting-room. thing for your pets to eat when you go
But there was no breakfast there, away from home. They need their
He saw another door open. It regular meals as much as you do.

Something is growing down under the snow,
Down under the deep, cold, freezing snow;
Something for Willy and Lilly, I know.
Something is growing down under the snow.
BREAD! BREAD is growing down under the snow.
Ha, ha! laughs Willy. Yes, surely, 'tis so! "

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ONE day Percy brought a hand- He had thought that all acorns
ful of acorns into the house, were alike.
He had picked them up under the He did not know that the white
two great trees by the gate. oak bears sweet acorns.
One tree was a red oak. The other He did not know that the red oak
was a white oak. bears bitter acorns.
Some of the acorns had fallen out He did not know, before, that there
of their cups. was more than one kind of oak
These were long and slender; and tree.
they were of a brown color. His mother told him to run out
Percy cracked one of them between and pick off a leaf from each of the
his teeth, trees by the gate.
It was quite sweet, like a chestnut. He thought, at first, the leaves
Then he tried another, were just alike.
This one was short and thick; and But when he put them side by side
it was tightly fastened into its cup. he saw they were different.
He found this acorn was very The leaves of the red oak were
bitter. very glossy.
He was surprised. They were also cut into deep pints.

The leaves of the white oak were Coopers use it for the staves ol
more blunt. barrels.
They looked as if their points had Tables, chairs, and all kinds of
been rounded off with a pair of scis- furniture are made of it.
sors. Parts of carriages and plows are
The bark of the red oak is very also made of oak.
dark. The crooked branches of the iron
The bark of the white oak is of a oak are used for the knees of a ship.
lighter color. They are bent up just like a knee
The bark of both kinds is used in and hold the beams of the ship to-
tanning leather. gether.
There are more than twenty kinds The corks that we use in bottles
of oak trees. and jugs are made from the bark of
The live oak keeps green all a kind of oak.
through the winter. It is called the suber oak, and
It grows in the South. grows in Spain and Portugal.
The scrub oak never grows to be Spain and Portugal are countries
more than four feet high. It has across the ocean.
tiny acorns striped with black. They are south-east from us.
Bears and deer are very fond of Next morning, as Percy walked
scrub oak acorns, along to school, he looked up at the
The pin oak grows in swamps. trees.
The trunk of the pin oak looks as if His little sister laughed because
great nails had been thrust half way he kept saying:
into it and left there. "White oak, red oak Red oak,
The wood of the oak is very strong. white oak! White oak, white oak,
Builders use it for the floors and red oak "
rafters of buildings.

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"What shall we do ? They wanted something new.
This was what the little children "What shall we do?" they said.
in a hospital said. One day a lady from a country
A hospital is a large building village came in to see the hospital
where sick people can go who cannot children.
be cured or taken care of at home. She heard them say, "What shall
There were only children in this we do?"
hospital. She saw how tired they were of
There were thirty children, their playthings.
Some of them lay in little white She knew they could not take
beds I rides, nor see any new places.
Some of them sat up in little easy She thought of her own children
chairs, at home.
Some of them sat in wonderful She had often heard them say,
little chairs which could be wheeled "What shall we do ? "
around the room. Now," said she to herself, my
Some of them could walk about if children and these hospital children
they walked very slow. shall answer each other's questions.
They had some books and some "They shall give each other some-
toys. thing to do."
But they had heard all the stories She went home.
many times. She asked her friends to gather
They had seen all the pictures up all the old story-books, and old
many times, dolls, and old toys, which their chil-
They had played with all the toys dren had thrown aside.
many times. She asked her own children to
They had grown very, very tired bring her all their old books and
f them all. toys.

Then she invited all the children The horses that had broken loose
in the village to come to her house from the old tin wagons were har-
on Saturday. nessed in again.
She formed them into a band. Cars were formed into trains again,
and made to run.
S'i! Bright pictures were pasted into
'i [' blank books.
i Some of the boys made picture-
i ;-' i ~ ~Ii.lli puzzles.
They went into the woods and
I." gathered bags of nuts and boxes of
Autumn leaves.
'li1 There were enough pretty things
to fill a large box.
SThen one pleasant winter day this
I lady took all the The Little Broth-
ers and Sisters of the Sick" into
the city with her.
_- She took them to the hospital.
_She let them give the dolls and
..... -toys and picture-books, the nuts and
SOMETHING TO DO. the bright autumn leaves, to the sick
She called them "The Little How glad the sick children were!
Brothers and Sisters of the Sick." How glad the well children were!
They re-painted the old games. When the Little Brothers and
They pasted and re-bound the Sisters of the Sick" went home, they
torn picture books, said, "Next year we will do this
They made new suits for the same thing again I"
dolls. M. O. J.


WHEN I be-gin to think some-times
Of all we have to do now,
In books and les-sons, prose and rhymes,
I get so mad! Don't you, now?
SI wish I'd lived when things went slow;
Why, dear me! I would rath-er
Be born just seven-ty years a-go,
And be my own grand-fa-ther!

THERE is-n't a-ny boo-'ful grass
In these hot, ston-y streets;
There are no sing-ing birds, or bees,
Or ros-es full of sweets;

There's not a dai-sy, not a one!
You know those star-like things
On which the but-ter-flies sit down
To rest their legs and wings;

And, worse than all, there's not a speck
Of a-ny place to dig!
I'll nev-er live in such a place,
I'm sure, when I am big.

I wish you'd send me by the cars
Straight back to Grand-pa Gray;
There's so much room upon his farm
For me to run and play.

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There I could dig, and dig, and dig,
And wouldn't start you so
By jump-ing in the house. Oh do,
Dear mam-ma, let me go!

For I had lief-ser be a cat
Like Thomas, or a pig,
Than be a little boy, and have
No place where I can dig.





BY E. F. P.

WHAT sort of a tale do you "An' I said:
sup-pose naugh-ty, cun-ning "'Worm-ens, my mam ma
lit-tle Peep-sy Price told one keeps her white cake-ee wiv
day, when she was ta-ken up p'ums for vis-'tor folks.'
af-ter her nap ? An' wom-ens said:
Her black eyes spark-led "'Tell 'oo mam-ma,"' and
like stars as she looked, first here naugh-ty Peep-sy cast
at her mam-ma, then at sis-ter down her eyes, and her round
Jen-ny. cheeks grew just as pink as
I will tell 'oo a 'to-ry," said they could be, "'that her own
she, "an' it's true-true; for I lit-tle girl is more 'por-tance
dweamed it my-self, and Do-Ily than vis-'tor folks.' An' then
was wiv me. Well, Dol-ly an' we comed a-way. An' this is
I went to Cake-ee-land. Tall a true-true dweam, for Dol-ly
wom-ens were bak-ing cake- was wiv me and she heard what
ees. An' they was all white the tall wom-ens said."
cake-ees wiv p'ums. An' I Mam-ma thought this was a
said: ver-y re- mark- a- ble dream,
"' Wom-ens, give Dol-ly an' in deed. And then, pres-
me some cake-ee!' ent-ly, when she had put
An' wom-ens said: Peep-sy down, she gave both
""It-tie girl, go home! 'Oo her "own girls" a slice of the
own mam-ma has cake-ee in vis-'tor folks' cake "white
her cake-ee jar.' cake-ee with p'ums in it."

S THE moth-er-cat rose up out of her
\ \sleep;
She called to her kit-tens, so shrill and
S- That in they pranced, all three in a heap.
Kit-tens!" said she, in a tone so grave
That each lit-tie tail for-got to wave,
It's time I taught you how to be-have.
<" All el-e-gant cats mind cer-tain laws-
Know va-ri-ous styles of hold-ing paws,
i, And dain-ty ways to man-age claws.
It "Nice well-bred kit-tens walk side by
Be-hind their moth-er, with gen-tle
A glide-
Not scam-per and roll and hop and
I wish you to learn to give a paw
S- With a soft and el-e-gant me-aw !
\ And the sweet-est smile one ev-er saw.
>' / And a bow-a real-ly grace-ful bow
Is what few cats ev-er learn how
S To make- I'll train you my-self. See
"Not a nod -but slow and deep-this
Bra-vo, my beau-ti-ful dears! -Go play !"
Three whisks and a whirl! off and a-way!
No more Be-hav-ing hur-rah! to-day !


The Dan-cing Les-son.

Slate Pict-ure for Ba-by to Draw.


\CHAPTER I. sight, lit-tle lov-ing Tad-dy
T so hap-pened that three had a mind to cry a bit; but,
lit-tfe boys were once left to in a jif-fy, Ed-dy and Ad-dy
keep house for two whole days.
Ed-dy, ten years old, was brave
e-nough for any-thing; Ad-dy,
though young-er, was just as
man-ly, and Tad-dy was a
good-hu-mored, trust-ing lit-tle
fel-low, who had per-fect con-fi-
dence in his old-er broth-ers.
It was not the first time --
their pa-pa and mam-ma had C-FO-
left them a-lone o-ver night; had made a chair with their
and, as they were oft-en o-bliged hands, put it un-der him, and
to go a-way from home, they whisked him in-to the house.
had taught their lit-tle boys to And then, such a good time
take care of them-selves and as they did have that day!
the house, and not be a-fraid. They popped corn and
It was win-ter weath-er; and made love-ly ma-ple can-dy
this was the last thing mam-ma pop-corn balls; and then they
said as she bade them good-by: washed their hands and played
Now re-mem-ber, boys, to me-nag-e-rie and twen-ty oth-er
be care-ful a-bout the fire; and games till bed-time; and then,
to go to bed be-fore it is time to like good lit-tle sons, they
light a can-die." bur-ied up the fire with ash-es,
As the sleigh drove out of not leav-ing one lit-tle red coal

in sight, and went to bed while I wrap this blank- et
with-out light-ing a can-die at a-round us, and then sit down
all. So you see the house did all to-geth-er!"
not burn down that night. And so they wedged them
The next day was Sun-day;
and, of course, they put on
their good clothes, and shut
up the house, and went to
church and Sun-day-school.
Af-ter they had come home
and eat-en their din-ner, Ed-dy
said, Come, boys, let's go up-
stairs and sit in the big cra-dle GOOD TIME.
by the stove-pipe and read!"
i selves in, down in the old
The cra-dle was a big one, i n in the
Te ea-d wa a bg o wood-en era-die, wrapped in a
but still it was a pret-ty snug wood-en cra-dle, wrapped in a
Sblank-et, and Ed-dy and Ad-dy
pat-tern for three such plump, took turns read-ing a-loud
took turns read-ing a-loud
un-til pret-ty near dark.
But, when it be-gan to get
Sa lit-tle dark, it be-gan to grow
cold, even up there by the
stove-pipe, for their fire had
gone out. So they scram-bled
out of their nest in the cra-dle,
and, af-ter eat-ing a lunch, they
went to bed, not light-ing a
man-ly, well-fed boys. Ed-dy can-die at all.
gave the or-ders. So, it seems, the house is
"Now we'll all stand up safe for one more night.


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CHAPTER II. o-pened the win-dows and tried
THEIR pa-pa and mam-ma to put out the fire by scrap-ing
were to be home next day in snow off the roof with their
so the three lit-tle men got up
bright and ear-ly.
It was a cold morn-ing, and
they built a splen-did hot fire,
and Ad-dy toast-ed some bread
and Ed-dy fried some sau-
sages. While they were eat-
ing this fa-mous hot break-fast
Ad-die went to the stove for
some "real tea" they had made,
when he heard a queer crack- bare hands; but this did not
ling noise o-ver his head, and help at all, while the wind
on look-ing up he saw a red fanned the flames. So down
blaze of fire all a-round the they flew for pails, and out they
stove-pipe in the floor a-bove. rushed, bare-head-ed and mit-
Well, what a sit-u-a-tion for ten-less, to bring wa-ter from
three lit-tle boys! In a mo- the spring; but the wa-ter was
ment's time Tad-dy had been so low that Ed-dy could on-ly
bun-died in-to his o-ver-coat reach it by ly-ing down on the
and sent off to the near-est ic-y edge of the spring, bal-anc-
neigh-bors for help; and then ing him-self on his stom-ach.
Ed-dy and Ad-dy set them- Ed-dy filled two pails and then
selves to work. back they went, and pant-ed,
They ran like mad up-stairs, fast as they could, up the

nar-row, crook-ed stairs, and cra-dle and one end of a large
then Ed-dy left Ad-dy to pour chest that stood near were al-so
his pail-ful on and went back bad-ly burned, and a ver-y large
for more. Luck-i-ly the roof place was burned in the floor.
had leaked so much about the
chim-ney the old floor was not
ver-y dry, and when Ed-dy
came with an-oth-er pail-ful
he wet the floor all o-ver, and i
af-ter this fash-ion the two lit-
tle fire-men worked so hard
that be-fore a-ny-one came they
had put the fire out. MRS. HITE I ASTONISHED.
The fire must have caught There was one ver-y fun-ny
IThere was one ver-y fun-ny
from the blan-ket which they
m the blan-ket whic they thing that I must not for-get to
had thrown back a-gainst the
pipe when they went down-tell you; when lit-tle Tad-dy
pipe when they went down- r
went to give the a-larm of fire
he went in the calm-est, most
prop-er and or-der-ly man-ner
pos-si-ble. He took a chair
and sat for fif-teen min-utes,
and then said meek-ly, Mrs.
White, our house is on fire."
Tad-dy has grown to be a
man now, but Mrs. White, who
S E S is a dear old la-dy, of-ten tells
stairs the even-ing be-fore. the sto-ry of the Three Lit-tle
The blan-ket was near ly Fire-men," al-ways dwel-ling on
burned up, and one side of the Tad-dy's cool-ness.

RING a-round
And swing a-round !
Here are dan-de-lions dear!
And the pets,
Sweet vi-o-lets,
In their blue hoods, must be a
near! /
Dai-sy's up! "
And but-ter-cup Ring a-round
And clo-ver red will soon be And swing a-round,
here!- Sing-ing up so loud and clear.

SWEE Wil-ly Watts Just think of a horse that
owns the best will kneel and let a lit-tle boy
horse in get all nice-ly fixed on his back
town; yes, -a horse with round red
the b e s t. cheeks that will turn his head
Just think and kiss you and the next
of a horse min-ute snort and paw in the
that can talk love-li-est way you ev-er saw!
and ask you: Well, wee Wil-ly's steed
"Where is it will do all this, and, be-sides,
your pleas- car-ries ap-ples and can-dy in
ure to go his pock-ets.
now, Mr. Wil-ly Watts ? Ah, is-n't this a nice horse


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