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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Boy Blue and His Friends
+by Etta Austin Blaisdell and Mary Frances Blaisdell
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
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+
+
+Title: Boy Blue and His Friends
+
+Author: Etta Austin Blaisdell and Mary Frances Blaisdell
+
+Illustrator: Maud Touser
+
+Release Date: June 13, 2005 [EBook #16046]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BOY BLUE AND HIS FRIENDS ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Anuradha Valsa Raj, Leonard
+Johnson and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at
+https://www.pgdp.net
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "Boy Blue and Shep play together in the fields."]
+
+
+BOY BLUE
+AND HIS FRIENDS
+
+BY
+ETTA AUSTIN BLAISDELL
+
+AND
+
+MARY FRANCES BLAISDELL
+
+AUTHORS OF "CHILD LIFE," "CHILD LIFE IN TALE AND FABLE,"
+"CHILD LIFE IN MANY LANDS," "CHILD LIFE IN LITERATURE," ETC.
+
+
+
+COPYRIGHT, 1906,
+BY LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY
+
+
+
+
+~PREFACE~
+
+
+This is a book of short stories for the youngest readers,--stories
+about old friends, which they can easily read themselves.
+
+Here they will learn why Mary's Lamb went to school, what the mouse was
+looking for when he ran up the clock, why one little pig went to
+market, how one little pig got lost, and the answers to a great many
+other puzzling questions.
+
+The stories are written around some of the Mother Goose rhymes because
+the children love to meet old friends in books just as well as we do.
+
+The vocabulary is limited to words easily recognized by beginners in
+reading, and the sentences are made short and direct, so that they will
+be understood. The stories progress gradually from very easy to more
+difficult matter, keeping pace with the child's increasing knowledge
+and ability,--the book being carefully arranged for use as a
+supplementary reader, or for home reading for the little ones.
+
+
+
+
+~CONTENTS~
+
+LITTLE BOY BLUE
+
+SNOWBALL
+
+FIRE-CRACKER
+
+BOY BLUE'S DREAM
+
+MARY'S LAMB
+
+THE LAMB AT SCHOOL
+
+LITTLE BO-PEEP
+
+HICKORY, DICKORY, DOCK
+
+MISTRESS MARY
+
+TOMMY TUCKER
+
+FIVE LITTLE PIGS
+
+JACK AND JILL
+
+JACK HORNER'S PIE
+
+THE OLD WOMAN IN THE SHOE
+
+MISS MUFFET
+
+HUMPTY DUMPTY
+
+THE MOTHER GOOSE BOOK
+
+
+
+
+  Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
+    The sheep's in the meadow,
+    The cow's in the corn.
+  Where's the little boy who looks after the sheep?
+    He's under the haycock, fast asleep.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE BOY BLUE
+
+
+Little Boy Blue was not his real name.
+
+Oh, no! His real name was Richard Snow.
+
+But his mother always called him "Little Boy Blue."
+
+His father called him "Boy Blue," too.
+
+Every one called him "Little Boy Blue," and so I will.
+
+Boy Blue's eyes were as blue as the sky on a summer day.
+
+When he was a baby he always wore a blue ribbon in his hair.
+
+When he was five years old he wore a blue blouse and a blue cap.
+
+Now he wears a blue suit and a blue tie.
+
+For Boy Blue is seven years old now, and is a big boy, you see.
+
+Boy Blue lives on a large farm in the country.
+
+There are horses, and cows, and sheep, and pigs, and ducks, and hens
+and chickens on the farm.
+
+Of course, Boy Blue likes the cows and sheep best.
+
+He likes to drive the cows to the pasture in the morning.
+
+Sometimes, at night, he drives them home again.
+
+He likes to watch his father milk the cows and feed them.
+
+"When I am a big boy," he says, "I shall milk my own cow every day."
+
+Sometimes he goes with the boy to watch the sheep.
+
+Shep, the dog, always goes with them. He watches the sheep all day
+long.
+
+They like to get into the meadow where the grass is green and sweet.
+
+But Shep drives them out every time.
+
+Boy Blue and Shep play together in the fields. They run and jump and
+chase each other.
+
+Boy Blue hides, and Shep finds him. "Bow-wow!" Shep says. "Here you
+are! Now for a frolic."
+
+And off they go again.
+
+Boy Blue likes to feed the chickens.
+
+He likes to drive the ducks down to the brook and watch them swim about
+in the water.
+
+Sometimes he helps his mother take care of Little Sister.
+
+Then she calls him her "Little Helper."
+
+"No," he says, "I am your Big Boy Blue."
+
+
+
+
+SNOWBALL
+
+
+One morning Boy Blue had tears in his big blue eyes.
+
+He could not find his Snowball.
+
+You will laugh when I tell you who Snowball was.
+
+She was not hard and cold.
+
+She was soft and warm.
+
+Snowball was a pretty, white hen.
+
+She was Boy Blue's very own, and she would follow him all over the
+yard.
+
+She would eat grain from his hand, and let him smooth her white
+feathers.
+
+But now Boy Blue could not find her.
+
+He had looked in the hen-house and all over the yard.
+
+"Have you looked in the barn?" asked his mother.
+
+"Oh, no!" said Boy Blue, "and I saw her coming out of the barn
+yesterday."
+
+"So did I," said his mother. "I think you will find her in the hay."
+
+Boy Blue climbed up on the hay.
+
+There in a corner he found his Snowball.
+
+When she saw her little friend, she began to scold.
+
+"Why, Snowball, what are you doing here?" said Boy Blue.
+
+"Cluck, cluck," said Snowball. "Do not come too near."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"I have some eggs in this nice warm nest.
+
+"Soon I shall have some little chickens for you.
+
+"Oh, oh!" cried Boy Blue, "I must tell Mamma."
+
+"You must feed Snowball," said his mother.
+
+"Give her some corn and a drink of water."
+
+Boy Blue took very good care of his pretty, white Snowball.
+
+He gave her corn and fresh water every morning.
+
+Three weeks seemed to him a long time to wait.
+
+But Snowball did not seem to think so.
+
+One morning Boy Blue went out to feed her, and she would not leave her
+nest.
+
+"Cluck, cluck!" said she, "I can hear my little chickens."
+
+Boy Blue kept very still and listened.
+
+"Peep, peep, peep," he heard.
+
+"Yes, Snowball," he said, "I can hear your chickens, too."
+
+All day he was busy helping John build a chicken house.
+
+They built the house in the field near the barn.
+
+"I know Snowball will like this house," said Boy Blue.
+
+The next morning Snowball let him see her chickens.
+
+"Cluck, clack, cluck!" she said.
+
+"Oh, how pretty they are!" said Boy Blue.
+
+"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
+
+"You have seven dear little snowballs."
+
+Snowball was proud of her babies,
+
+Boy Blue put them in his hat.
+
+They were too little to walk.
+
+"Come, Snowball," he said, "I have a new house for you."
+
+"Cluck, cluck! This is a good house," she said.
+
+Snowball and her seven little balls were very happy.
+
+Boy Blue took good care of them, and they grew fast.
+
+When the summer was over, he had eight big white snowballs.
+
+
+
+
+FIRE-CRACKER
+
+
+Fourth of July! Fourth of July!
+
+This is the best day for boys in all the year.
+
+Boy Blue liked the Fourth of July.
+
+He liked fire-crackers and torpedoes and fire-balloons.
+
+He liked everything that made a noise.
+
+This was the Fourth of July, but poor little Boy Blue had no
+fire-crackers.
+
+He could not even blow his horn.
+
+Little Sister was sick, and Mamma had said he must be very quiet.
+
+It did not seem one bit like the Fourth of July.
+
+He was sitting on the steps, whistling and trying not to care.
+
+"Boy Blue," called his father, "I have something to show you out here."
+
+The little boy jumped up and ran to the barn as fast as he could.
+
+Perhaps he was going to have some fire-works after all!
+
+He ran into the barn, and what do you think he saw?
+
+There stood a little pony.
+
+He had a glossy brown coat and a white star on his forehead.
+
+"Oh! oh!" cried Boy Blue. "Is this pony for me?"
+
+"Yes, my boy, it is for your very own."
+
+"What a beautiful pony! What is his name, Papa?"
+
+"I do not know his name."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"You must name him yourself."
+
+"'Star' would be a good name,--or I might call him 'Brownie.'
+
+"Oh, I know a good name! I shall call him 'Fire-cracker.'"
+
+"This is the Fourth of July, you know, and I did want some
+fire-crackers so much!"
+
+Fire-cracker was a good little pony.
+
+He and his master soon became very fond of each other.
+
+Boy Blue learned to ride on his pony's back, and he took long rides
+with his father.
+
+One day he said, "I wish I had a pony cart, then I could take Little
+Sister to ride.
+
+"Fire-cracker is very strong. I am sure he could draw both of us, if we
+did not go very fast."
+
+Papa thought that was a good idea.
+
+The next day he took Boy Blue to town to buy a pony cart.
+
+They went to two or three stores but they could not find one small
+enough for Fire-cracker to draw.
+
+At last Boy Blue saw one in a window.
+
+It was painted blue and had red wheels.
+
+It had a seat just big enough for Boy Blue and Little Sister.
+
+So Papa and Boy Blue went into the store and bought it.
+
+The next morning Boy Blue took Little Sister for a ride.
+
+Fire-cracker was very careful.
+
+He walked slowly and looked around very often to see the two children.
+
+Perhaps he was thinking, "How fine we all look this morning!
+
+"That is a very pretty carriage, and I like this harness, too.
+
+"My coat shines in the sun and Boy Blue put a red ribbon in my mane.
+
+"How proud he looks, holding the reins!
+
+"I think he likes to take Little Sister for a ride.
+
+"I like to see them both so happy.
+
+"Good-bye, I am going to trot fast now."
+
+
+
+
+BOY BLUE'S DREAM
+
+
+It was a very hot day.
+
+Boy Blue had played all the morning and he was tired.
+
+Little Sister had been making mud pies and she was tired, too.
+
+Mamma was too busy to read to them.
+
+"Come, Little Sister," said Boy Blue, "It is too hot to play. I will
+read my story-book to you."
+
+"Where shall we go?" asked the little girl.
+
+"Let us sit under the maple tree," said her brother. "It looks cool
+there."
+
+Little Sister had her baby doll.
+
+She rocked back and forth as Boy Blue read to her.
+
+Soon Little Sister and her doll were fast asleep.
+
+All at once Boy Blue heard a voice.
+
+He listened. It seemed to be saying:--
+
+ "Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
+  The sheep's in the meadow,
+  The cow's in the corn."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Oh," thought the little boy, "I must hurry!"
+
+He looked for his horn. There it lay in the grass.
+
+But he was so sleepy,--he couldn't run after the sheep.
+
+In a moment he fell asleep.
+
+Then he heard the voice again:--
+
+  "Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
+    The sheep's in the meadow,
+    The cow's in the corn."
+
+Yes, he could see the cow eating the corn in the field.
+
+And there was the sheep in the meadow, eating the fresh green grass.
+
+He must call them away.
+
+So he took up the horn and put it to his mouth.
+
+Then he blew one loud call.
+
+"Oh!" he said, as he opened his eyes, "What a loud noise that was!"
+
+Then he laughed and rubbed his eyes.
+
+"I guess I was dreaming," he said.
+
+"I guess I was dreaming, too," said Little Sister, opening her blue
+eyes.
+
+Then she waked up her doll, and Boy Blue went on reading from his
+story-book.
+
+
+
+
+  Mary had a little lamb,
+    Its fleece was white as snow,
+  And everywhere that Mary went
+    The lamb was sure to go.
+
+  He followed her to school one day,
+    Which was against the rule.
+  It made the children laugh and play
+    To see a lamb at school.
+
+  And so the teacher put him out,
+    But still he lingered near,
+  And waited patiently about
+    Till Mary did appear.
+
+
+
+
+MARY'S LAMB
+
+
+Of course you know all about Mary and her little lamb.
+
+The little girl in this story was named Mary, and she had a little
+lamb, too.
+
+Mary was Boy Blue's cousin.
+
+She lived in the city, and her father owned a big toy-store.
+
+Mary liked to go to the store with him.
+
+She liked to see all the dolls and toys and books.
+
+Sometimes she played store with her own toys.
+
+But I must tell you about her lamb.
+
+One summer Mary went to the country to visit Boy Blue.
+
+Of course there were cows, and pigs, and sheep, and lambs on the farm,
+
+Mary liked the lambs best, and one of them was a great pet.
+
+She called him Fleecy, and pulled sweet clover for him to eat.
+
+Fleecy followed Mary all over the farm. Sometimes he even ran down the
+road after her.
+
+When Mary was going home her uncle said to her, "You may take Fleecy
+with you, if you wish."
+
+So the next day Fleecy had a long ride in the train.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+I don't think he liked it very well, but he didn't say a word.
+
+When Mary took him out of the box he was glad to run about in the yard.
+
+He soon became used to his new home.
+
+He liked to play with the children.
+
+They often played hide and seek.
+
+When they hid behind the trees he could always find them.
+
+
+
+
+THE LAMB AT SCHOOL
+
+
+One morning Fleecy could not find Mary.
+
+He looked everywhere for her.
+
+She was not in the yard, and she was not in the barn.
+
+He went to the gate, and looked down the street, but he could not see
+her.
+
+Then he went to the back door, and called, "Baa-a, Baa-a!" but she did
+not come.
+
+Where could she be?
+
+After a long time she came running into the yard.
+
+Fleecy trotted up to her.
+
+"Baa-a, Baa-a!" he said; which meant, I think, "Where have you been,
+Mary?"
+
+"I have been to school," said Mary.
+
+You see she knew what he meant.
+
+"To school," thought Fleecy. "I wonder what that is."
+
+Everyday Mary went away and left him.
+
+Did I say every day?
+
+Once in a while she stayed at home.
+
+Then Mary and the lamb played together in the yard.
+
+"Now," thought Fleecy, "she is going to stay at home with me."
+
+But no, on Monday Mary went away again.
+
+At last Fleecy could bear it no longer.
+
+"I must go to school, too," he said.
+
+"I must see what Mary does all day.
+
+"If she goes to school to play games, I can play with her."
+
+The next day Fleecy watched Mary go through the gate.
+
+Then he followed her very quietly.
+
+Mary ran along with the other little girls and boys.
+
+They were playing tag and they did not see Fleecy.
+
+Soon he heard a bell ring.
+
+Then how the children ran!
+
+They all ran into a little house and shut the door.
+
+"Oh!" thought Fleecy, "What shall I do? I can never open that door."
+
+Just then he saw a little boy running very fast.
+
+The boy ran up to the same little house.
+
+He opened the door and went in, but he did not shut it.
+
+Fleecy climbed up the steps.
+
+He put his head in at the door and looked around.
+
+He could see no one, so he walked in.
+
+There was another door, and that was open, too.
+
+Fleecy stood still and listened.
+
+The children were singing as if they were very happy.
+
+Then he put his head against the door and pushed it wide open.
+
+What a room-full of children he saw!
+
+And they were all sitting very still, and not playing at all.
+
+"I don't think I shall like school," thought Fleecy.
+
+Just then the children saw him.
+
+How they did laugh to see a lamb at school!
+
+The moment Fleecy saw Mary he ran up to her.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The children laughed and laughed.
+
+The teacher laughed, too.
+
+Of course the lamb could not stay in school all the morning.
+
+The children could not work because they liked to watch him.
+
+So Mary put him out and shut the door.
+
+But Fleecy nibbled some sweet clover and waited for Mary.
+
+When the children came out he trotted home with them.
+
+After that day Fleecy often went to school with the children.
+
+But he never went in again.
+
+I think he liked clover better than books.
+
+
+
+
+  Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
+    And can't tell where to find them;
+  Leave them alone, and they'll come home,
+    And bring their tails behind them.
+
+  Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,
+    And dreamed she heard them bleating;
+  But when she awoke she found it a joke,
+    For they were still a-fleeting.
+
+  Then up she took her little crook,
+    Determined for to find them;
+  She found them, indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
+    For they'd left their tails behind them.
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE BO-PEEP
+
+
+Alice is seven years old to-day.
+
+She is going to have a birthday party.
+
+Alice's aunt wrote the invitations, and Alice gave them to all her
+little school friends.
+
+The invitation said:--
+
+"Little Bo-peep is to have a birthday party. She would like to have you
+come and help her take care of her sheep. Please come Friday afternoon
+after school."
+
+Of course the children asked Alice about her party.
+
+"Are you little Bo-peep?" they said.
+
+"Have you lost your sheep?
+
+"Are we going to help you find them?"
+
+"No," said Alice, "But my sheep have lost their tails, I think.
+
+"You'll know all about it on Friday."
+
+At last it was Friday afternoon.
+
+The children came to school all dressed for the party.
+
+It was very hard to wait.
+
+How slowly the clock ticked!
+
+Two o'clock! Three o'clock! Four o'clock, at last!
+
+The children ran almost all the way to Alice's house.
+
+When they were all ready Alice put on a tall cap.
+
+Then she took a long crook and stood in the middle of the floor.
+
+As she called the names of the children they stood in a line behind
+her.
+
+Then they began to march and sing:
+
+ "Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
+    And can't tell where to find them;
+  Let them alone, and they'll come home,
+    And bring their tails behind them."
+
+The children marched around the room, and through the hall into the
+dining-room.
+
+There they saw a big green curtain, and there they found the sheep.
+
+"She found them, indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
+For they'd left their tails behind them."
+
+Sure enough! There was a sheep on the curtain, but it had no tail.
+
+There were some tails in a box on the table.
+
+Bo-peep's mother gave one of them to each of the children.
+
+"Now," said Bo-peep, "I will try first to pin a tail on the sheep."
+
+So her mother tied a handkerchief over her eyes, turned her around
+three times, and said, "Go."
+
+Bo-peep started off bravely, and pinned the tail to her mother's apron!
+
+How the children laughed! and Bo-peep laughed too, when she saw what
+she had done.
+
+Boy Blue was sure he could pin a tail on the sheep.
+
+But he pinned it right on the corner of the table cloth.
+
+Then it was Mary's turn. She shut her eyes tight and walked very
+straight.
+
+She was going to pin the tail in just the right place.
+
+All the children stood still and watched her cross the room.
+
+She pinned on the tail, and how they all shouted!
+
+She had put it into the sheep's mouth.
+
+But she did better than any one else.
+
+So Bo-peep's mother gave her a little woolly lamb to take home to her
+baby brother.
+
+All the children had a good time at the party.
+
+They played games and ate ice-cream and cake and candy.
+
+Then they sang songs, and Alice's mother told them some stories.
+
+Last of all they sang "Little Bo-peep" again.
+
+And to this day they call Alice "Little
+Bo-peep."
+
+[Illustration: "All the children had a good time at the party."]
+
+
+
+
+  Hickory, dickory, dock!
+  The mouse ran up the clock.
+    The clock struck one
+    And down he run.
+  Hickory, dickory, dock!
+
+
+
+
+HICKORY, DICKORY, DOCK
+
+
+It was very quiet all over the house.
+
+Little Boy Blue was fast asleep, dreaming of Santa Claus.
+
+Boy Blue's father and mother were asleep, too, but I don't know what
+they were dreaming about.
+
+"Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse."
+
+Hark! Was that a mouse? Yes, I think it was.
+
+Some one was awake after all.
+
+Mr. and Mrs. Mouse lived in a hole in the pantry wall.
+
+They were talking quite loud now.
+
+"Yes, we must move right away," Mrs. Mouse was saying.
+
+"This nest is not large enough for six."
+
+"That is true," said Mr. Mouse. "I can't get my tail in now, and when
+the babies grow, it will be still worse."
+
+"But where shall we go?" said Mrs. Mouse.
+
+"I will go house-hunting this very night, my dear."
+
+"Be sure you find a large house, where the cat can't find us."
+
+"Yes, indeed!" said Mr. Mouse. Then he whisked through a little hole
+and went away.
+
+"Be careful, dear," called Mrs. Mouse, and she peeped through the hole
+and watched him out of sight.
+
+Mr. Mouse ran across the kitchen floor into the dining-room.
+
+It was very still!
+
+Then he ran into the hall.
+
+"This is too far from the kitchen," he thought.
+
+"I am afraid the babies would have to go to bed hungry in here."
+
+Then he went back into the dining-room.
+
+"This would be a good place for us," he thought.
+
+He looked all around the room.
+
+Where could he find a home?
+
+It must be high up out of the reach of Pussy Cat, and big enough for
+Mrs. Mouse and her four babies.
+
+What was that in the corner?
+
+It was like a box, only very, very tall.
+
+Mr. Mouse certainly did not know what it was, but I will tell you.
+
+It was Boy Blue's grandfather's clock.
+
+It had stood in that corner a long, long time, but Mr. Mouse had never
+seen it before.
+
+"I think I could make a good nest on top of that box," he thought.
+
+"Pussy Cat could not get up there, I know."
+
+So Mr. Mouse began to run up the clock.
+
+He heard it ticking very loudly.
+
+"Tick-tock! Tick-tock!" it was saying.
+
+"I wonder what that noise is," he said to himself.
+
+"I hope it doesn't make that noise in the day-time.
+
+"It might keep the babies awake."
+
+He climbed a little higher, looking this way and that.
+
+"I think Mrs. Mouse will like this," he thought.
+
+Just then the clock struck one.
+
+How Mr. Mouse trembled!
+
+He nearly fell off the clock, he was so frightened.
+
+He took one jump down to the floor, and then he ran.
+
+Oh, how he ran! Across the dining-room, across the kitchen, across the
+pantry, and into his hole he ran!
+
+"Oh, my dear, my dear! what is the matter?" cried his wife. "Did you
+see the dog? Was the cat chasing you?"
+
+"No, no!" panted Mr. Mouse.
+
+"I was hunting for a house, and I climbed up on a tall box.
+
+"Just as I had found the very place for us, there was an awful noise
+inside the box."
+
+"That was a clock, my dear," said his wife.
+
+"It tells Boy Blue's mother when to have dinner, and when to put the
+baby to bed.
+
+"I have heard her telling Boy Blue about it."
+
+"I think it was telling me it was time to go home," said Mr. Mouse, and
+they both laughed softly so as not to wake up the babies.
+
+The next night Mr. Mouse went house hunting in the barn.
+
+There he found a very good home in a box of grain.
+
+
+
+
+  Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
+    How does your garden grow?
+  With silver bells, and cockle shells,
+    And pretty maids all in a row.
+
+
+
+
+MISTRESS MARY
+
+
+Once upon a time there was a little girl named Mary.
+
+She had no brothers and sisters, but she had a dear, good father and
+mother.
+
+Mary always went to school with her little friends.
+
+She played with them after school and on Saturdays.
+
+One Saturday in winter all the children went coasting down the long
+hill near the school-house.
+
+Mary took her new red sled and went with them.
+
+Oh, it was such fun to coast down that long hill!
+
+The children ran and laughed and shouted all the way.
+
+They had not been coasting long when Mary fell off her sled right into
+a snow bank.
+
+That was fun, too, and Mary didn't care one bit.
+
+But when she tried to stand up, it hurt her so it made tears come into
+her brown eyes.
+
+"Are you hurt very much?" asked Little Boy Blue.
+
+"My foot hurts," said Mary, trying not to cry.
+
+"We'll give you a ride home," said Jack Horner.
+
+So Mary sat on her sled, and Boy Blue and Jack Horner played they were
+her horses.
+
+They trotted so fast that Mary was soon at home and in her mother's
+arms.
+
+When the doctor saw Mary's foot he shook his head.
+
+"This little girl has sprained her foot," he said.
+
+"She will have to stay in the house for some time."
+
+I am afraid Mary cried when the doctor said this.
+
+She did not like to stay at home.
+
+She wanted to go to school with all her playmates.
+
+She wanted to go coasting and skating and play in the snow.
+
+In a few days Mary could sit by the window and watch the children.
+
+Then she was not so lonely.
+
+Jack brought home her school books and she studied very hard.
+
+"I want to keep up with my class, Mamma," she said.
+
+So every day Mary and her mother played school together.
+
+Every week Miss Brown came in to see how the little girl was getting
+along.
+
+Of course the children went to see Mary very often.
+
+They told her everything they had been doing in school.
+
+One day Jack said, "I think it would be good fun to give Mary a
+surprise party."
+
+"Oh yes," said Alice, "and we can all take something to make her
+happy."
+
+"We can have the party next Saturday afternoon," said Jack.
+
+"I asked Mary's mother, and she said we could come at two o'clock."
+
+At recess the children told Miss Brown about the surprise party.
+
+"Why don't you take some plants to Mary?" she said.
+
+"Then she could have a garden to watch while she has to stay in the
+house."
+
+"Oh, that's just the thing for Mistress Mary," said Jack.
+
+And all the children began to sing:--
+
+ "Mistress Mary quite contrary
+    How does your garden grow?
+  With silver bells, and cockle shells,
+    And pretty maids all in a row."
+
+Saturday afternoon Mary was playing with her dolls when the bell rang.
+
+"Alice has come to play with me," she thought.
+
+Just then the door opened and there stood twelve little boys and girls.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Each one was carrying a plant with a pretty, bright blossom.
+
+They marched in singing "Mistress Mary," and little Mistress Mary
+laughed, and cried, and clapped her hands, all in one minute.
+
+Then the children put the plants on a table near the window where Mary
+could see them.
+
+There were geraniums, and pinks; a sweet heliotrope, and a rose-bush
+with a pink rose.
+
+Alice brought the heliotrope, and Jack brought the rose-bush.
+
+How bright and cheerful the plants made the room look!
+
+The children stayed an hour and played games with Mary.
+
+They played "hide the thimble" and one or two guessing games, because
+Mary could not run around the room with them.
+
+Then they had some little cakes and cookies which Mary's mother had
+made for them.
+
+When it was time to go home they left a very happy little girl.
+
+"Good-bye," said Mary, "I hope you will come very often.
+
+"Thank you for the lovely plants. My table looks like a flower garden."
+
+"Yes, Mistress Mary," said Jack, "we'll come to see how your garden
+grows. You ought to have some silver bells and some cockle shells."
+
+In a few weeks Mistress Mary, as every one called her now, came back to
+school.
+
+She could run and play as well as any of the children.
+
+But she did not forget her garden, and she often brought some of her
+flowers to school.
+
+When the spring came she made a garden out of doors for her plants.
+
+And what do you think she put all around the flower bed?
+
+She put a splendid row of little white shells.
+
+
+
+
+  Little Tommy Tucker,
+    Sings for his supper.
+  What shall he eat?
+    White bread and butter.
+  How can he cut it without any knife?
+  How can he marry without any wife?
+
+
+
+
+TOMMY TUCKER
+
+
+One summer Mary went to make Grandma Hall a visit.
+
+Grandma's little girls were all grown up now, and Grandma and Grandpa
+lived alone on the farm.
+
+Mary liked to go there to visit because Grandma could tell such
+splendid stories, and there were always so many things to do.
+
+It was Saturday and Mary had been busy all the morning helping Grandma
+make cookies, and pies, and cakes.
+
+After dinner Grandma and little Mary took their sewing and sat out
+under the old apple-tree in the garden.
+
+Grandma was making a cap, and Mary was making a white apron for her
+mother.
+
+They had been sitting there only a little while when Mary saw a ragged
+boy coming down the road towards the house.
+
+Running along close behind him was a ragged little dog.
+
+The boy had a violin in his hand.
+
+When he saw the little girl and her grandmother he stood still and
+began to play.
+
+As he played, the little dog stood up on his hind legs and tried to
+sing.
+
+"Bow--wow, wow!" he barked, and oh he did look so funny!
+
+"Please ask the boy to bring that funny dog over here, Grandma," said
+Mary.
+
+"Come here, little boy," said Grandma. "What is your name?"
+
+"My name is Tommy," said the boy, "and this is my dog Rags."
+
+"Run and get Tommy and the dog some cookies, Mary," said Grandma, "I
+guess they are both hungry."
+
+Tommy looked so tired that Mrs. Hall asked him to sit down and rest.
+
+"Where do you live?" she asked.
+
+"I don't live anywhere," replied Tommy, "I just have my dog Rags, and
+he and I sleep wherever we can."
+
+"Well," said Grandma, "you must both stay here to-night. We can find a
+place for a boy and a dog somewhere in this big house."
+
+I can't tell you how happy Tommy was.
+
+Rags seemed happy, too.
+
+He did all the tricks he knew, and for every trick he got a big, sweet
+cookie.
+
+After supper Tommy wanted to help, so he went out to the barn with
+Grandpa Hall.
+
+Rags trotted along behind him, wagging his tail and barking at
+everything he saw.
+
+"What can you do, Tommy?" asked Grandpa.
+
+"I can play my violin and sing," said Tommy. "That is all I know how to
+do."
+
+  "Little Tommy Tucker,
+  Sings for his supper.
+
+"I think we shall have to call you 'Tommy Tucker'," said Grandpa.
+
+But Tommy could do many things besides sing and play.
+
+He helped Grandpa Hall feed the hens and chickens.
+
+He gave them fresh water and found all the eggs.
+
+Then he brought in some wood for Grandma's fire.
+
+There are a great many things for a boy to do on a farm.
+
+That night, after the children had gone to bed, Grandpa said,
+
+"I wish Tommy could live here with us all the time.
+
+"I would like a good boy to help me."
+
+"That is a good idea," said Grandma.
+
+"It is lonely now that all our children are gone.
+
+"And Tommy is just the kind of a boy I like."
+
+So the next morning Grandma asked Tommy if he would like to live with
+them.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Could Rags stay here, too?" asked Tommy.
+
+"Of course he could," said Grandma.
+
+"You could help Grandpa in the summer, and in the winter you could go
+to school."
+
+What do you think Tommy did?
+
+He couldn't say a word.
+
+He threw his arms around Grandma's neck and kissed her.
+
+"Bow-wow," said Rags, jumping up beside them and barking as hard as he
+could.
+
+"Bow-wow, this is a good home, Tommy."
+
+And Tommy thought so too.
+
+
+
+
+  This little pig went to market,
+  This little pig stayed at home,
+  This little pig had bread and butter,
+  This little pig had none,
+  This little pig cried, "Wee, wee, wee!
+  I can't find my way home!"
+
+
+
+
+FIVE LITTLE PIGS
+
+
+Tommy Tucker and Mary had been busy all day helping Grandpa Hall pick
+apples.
+
+Now the supper dishes were done and the lamp was lighted.
+
+"Tell us a story, Grandma," they begged.
+
+"What shall I tell you?" said Grandma. "Shall I tell you about 'The
+Three Bears,' or 'Tom Thumb,' or 'Red Riding Hood'?"
+
+"Tell us a new story, please," said Mary.
+
+"Well, I will tell you the story of the 'Five Little Pigs'."
+
+"What five little pigs?" the children asked at the same moment.
+
+"You know," said Grandma.
+
+ "This little pig went to market,
+  This little pig stayed at home,
+  This little pig had bread and butter,
+  This little pig had none,
+  This little pig cried, 'Wee, wee, wee!
+     'I can't find my way home!'"
+
+"Is there a story about those little pigs?" asked Mary. "I know I
+should like that."
+
+So Grandma Hall told the children this story:
+
+Once upon a time there was a mother pig and she had five little pigs.
+
+They were the very prettiest little pigs you ever saw.
+
+They were every one white, with pretty pink noses and very curly tails.
+
+Perhaps the mother pig tied each little tail up at night to make it
+curl more tightly.
+
+Curly and Whitey, Pearly and Twisty, and Baby, were the names of the
+five little pigs.
+
+One day the mother pig said to Curly: "You must go to market to-day, my
+son. I want a nice big cabbage for my soup."
+
+So this little pig went to market.
+
+The market was not very far away,--just down the road and across the
+field to Grandpa Hall's cabbage patch.
+
+"Be sure and get a good large one," said the mother pig, as Curly
+trotted away.
+
+"Oh, Mother," said Whitey, "may I go to market with Curly?"
+
+"No, Whitey," said his mother, "I want you to stay at home and take
+care of Baby.
+
+"I shall be very busy all the morning.
+
+"You may take Baby out into the yard and play with her."
+
+So this little pig stayed at home.
+
+Whitey took Baby and went out into the yard.
+
+Pearly and Twisty were out there, but they were not playing.
+
+I am sorry to have to say that they were quarrelling, for one little
+pig had some bread and butter and the other little pig had none.
+
+After a while the two little pigs stopped quarrelling, and then they
+all began to play together.
+
+First they played tag, then they played hide and seek.
+
+"Oh, there is Curly!" said Whitey.
+
+"See what a big cabbage he has!"
+
+Sure enough, Curly was coming down the road with a cabbage as big as
+his own head.
+
+Mother Pig took the cabbage and put it into her soup.
+
+Oh, how good the dinner did smell to the hungry little pigs!
+
+"Come to dinner, children," called their mother at last; and then what
+a scampering there was!
+
+One, two, three, four little pigs.
+
+They almost fell over each other, they were in such a hurry.
+
+"Where is Baby?" cried Mother Pig.
+
+Then all the pigs were so frightened that their noses turned white.
+
+Where was she, indeed?
+
+They had forgotten to watch her while they were playing hide and seek.
+
+Where could she be?
+
+They all ran out of the house faster than they ran in.
+
+"Perhaps she ran after me and got lost," thought Curly, and he ran down
+the big road.
+
+Pearly thought she would go to the woods behind the barn.
+
+Twisty ran across the big meadow.
+
+Mother Pig walked slowly up the road, looking behind all the trees and
+under all the bushes.
+
+"Baby, Baby, Baby!" you could hear them all calling.
+
+As Twisty ran along beside the brook, she thought she heard a noise.
+
+"Baby, Baby!" she called.
+
+"Wee, wee, wee!" cried Baby Pig, "I can't find my way home."
+
+When Twisty heard this she ran so fast she nearly fell into the brook.
+
+There sat Baby Pig on a stone, wiping the tears out of her eyes with an
+oak leaf.
+
+"Oh, Baby!" said Twisty, giving her sister a good hug, "what made you
+run away?"
+
+"I didn't run away, I got lost," said Baby, "and I want to see my
+mother."
+
+So Twisty and Baby ran home as fast as they could.
+
+There were all the little pigs looking very sad because they had not
+found Baby.
+
+When they saw her coming they ran to meet her, and Curly carried her
+into the house "pig-a-back."
+
+Then they ate their cabbage soup, an it tasted all the better for
+waiting.
+
+
+
+
+  Jack and Jill
+    Went up the hill,
+      To get a pail of water.
+  Jack fell down
+    And broke his crown,
+      And Jill came tumbling after.
+
+
+
+
+JACK AND JILL
+
+
+Tommy Tucker and Mary had many good times together that summer.
+
+They fished in the brook at the end of the meadow.
+
+They went berrying and took their dinner with them.
+
+They rode to market in the big wagon with Grandpa Hall.
+
+In fact, they did everything that boys and girls who live on a farm
+like to do.
+
+But they did not always play alone.
+
+In the very next house lived another little boy and girl.
+
+This little boy and girl were twins, and they looked as much alike as
+two green peas.
+
+Mary called them Jack and Jill, but I don't know what their mother
+called them.
+
+Jack and Jill lived in a little house at the top of the hill.
+
+In the winter, when the snow was on the ground, it was fine coasting
+down that long hill.
+
+The twins had new red sleds that Santa Claus had left them on Christmas
+morning.
+
+Jack's sled was named "Racer," and Jill called hers "Lady Bird."
+
+Their father had to paint the names on the sleds, for the sleds were
+twins, too.
+
+After school and on Saturday you could often find Jack and Jill, with
+"Racer" and "Lady Bird," coasting down the hill together.
+
+But this story is not about coasting in the winter.
+
+It is about a slide Jack and Jill took one day in summer.
+
+Mary and Tommy Tucker went to Jack's house one morning to play with the
+twins.
+
+Jill saw them coming and ran out to meet them.
+
+"Come down to the sand-bank," she cried. "We've got something new down
+there. Papa gave it to us."
+
+So they all took hold of hands and ran down the hill.
+
+"Be careful, Jack," said Tommy.
+
+"Don't fall down and break your crown."
+
+When they reached the sand-bank, what do you think they found?
+
+There was an old stove with a great big oven.
+
+Some of the covers were gone, and there was no funnel. But the oven was
+all right, and that was what Mary needed.
+
+"Let's make our oven full of cakes and pies," said Mary.
+
+"I'll build the fire," said Jack.
+
+"And I'll help you get the wood," said Tommy.
+
+How the boys worked to get some dry leaves and sticks!
+
+Of course they could not light the fire but it was almost as much fun.
+
+The little girls went to work at once getting out their table and
+dishes.
+
+The table was a long board, and their dishes came from everywhere.
+
+The pie plates were pretty, round shells that Mary had brought from the
+seashore.
+
+Grandma Hall had given them some small tins to make cakes in.
+
+Then there was a cracked bowl and a teapot without a handle.
+
+Plenty of dishes, you see, for a morning's baking.
+
+"What shall we bake this morning?" said Mary.
+
+"Oh, let's make some plum cake and blueberry cake.
+
+"Then we can make some blueberry pies and some apple pies."
+
+"Oh yes!" said Mary, "and I'll make some apple turnovers."
+
+By this time the boys had the fire laid and the wood-box filled with
+wood.
+
+"What can we do now?" said Tommy.
+
+"You can get us some blueberries for our cakes and pies," said Jill.
+
+So the boys took the cracked bowl and filled it with little round seeds
+they called blueberries.
+
+"I know where I can get some apples," said Mary, and away she ran
+across the field.
+
+She was back again in a few minutes with her apron full of little green
+apples.
+
+"You know, Jill," she said, "green apples make very good pies."
+
+Just then the boys came back with the berries and the baking was begun.
+
+After a dozen pies had been put into the oven, Jill said, "Oh, Jack! we
+must have some more water.
+
+"Will you run up to the house and get some?"
+
+"Yes," said Jack, "if someone will go with me."
+
+Tommy had gone for more apples and Mary was mixing her cake.
+
+"I will go with you," said Jill. "Here is our pail."
+
+So Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail of water.
+
+Their mother let them fill their pail.
+
+Then she gave them four cookies that she had just taken from the oven.
+
+When they started down the hill, Jack began to run.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Oh, do be careful, Jack!" said Jill, "or you will--"
+
+But she didn't say any more.
+
+For down went Jack, down went Jill, and down went the pail.
+
+Tommy and Mary saw them fall and ran to help them.
+
+"Oh, Jack!" said Mary, "did you break your crown?"
+
+"No," laughed Jack, "but Jill came tumbling after."
+
+"We ought to have known better than to let Jack and Jill go for a pail
+of water," said Tommy.
+
+"I've broken the cookies," said Jill.
+
+"Let's go and ask Mamma for some more."
+
+So they all went up the hill for more water and cookies.
+
+This time Mary and Tommy carried the water down the hill.
+
+The pies were baked, and the cakes ready to put into the oven in a very
+few minutes.
+
+When Jill's mother called the children to dinner, there was a long row
+of cakes and pies and, cookies.
+
+"We ought to eat our dinner here," said Mary.
+
+"I like mother's pies and cookies best," said Jack.
+
+So Jack and Jill ran up the hill once more, and Mary and Tommy climbed
+over the fence and ran across the garden to see what Grandma Hall had
+for their dinner.
+
+
+
+
+  Little Jack Homer
+  Sat in a corner,
+    Eating his Christmas pie;
+  He put in his thumb
+  And pulled out a plum,
+    And said, "What a big boy am I!"
+
+
+
+
+JACK HORNER'S PIE
+
+
+I am going to tell you about another one of Boy Blue's friends.
+
+His name was Jack Horner.
+
+At least, Boy Blue called him Jack Horner.
+
+And I'll tell you why he called him Jack Horner, too.
+
+His real name was Jack Horne.
+
+Jack was a very jolly boy.
+
+He had round red cheeks and twinkling eyes, and he was always running
+and jumping about and laughing at everything.
+
+One morning when he waked up he was happier than ever.
+
+In fact, he was the happiest boy in town.
+
+I know he was, for he said so, and he ought to know.
+
+His birthday was coming.
+
+Indeed, it was the very next day.
+
+And the very next day was Christmas, too.
+
+Think of having a birthday and Christmas on the same day!
+
+How would you like that?
+
+Jack was going to have a birthday party.
+
+Or was it a Christmas party?
+
+Jack couldn't tell which it was.
+
+All the children were coming,--Boy Blue, and Mary, and Alice, and Tommy
+Tucker, and ever so many more.
+
+There was a secret about the party.
+
+Jack's mother had told him, but he would not tell.
+
+Boy Blue tried to guess.
+
+"Is it a Christmas tree, Jack?"
+
+"Are we going to make candy?"
+
+"Is Santa Claus coming?"
+
+"Are we going on a sleigh-ride?"
+
+"No, no, no!" said Jack. "You will never guess."
+
+At last Christmas Day came.
+
+Jack could hardly stop to look at all of his presents.
+
+He was thinking of the party and of getting the secret ready.
+
+At two o'clock the children came to the party.
+
+They each brought Jack a present.
+
+Mistress Mary brought him some roses.
+
+"They grew on the rose-bush you gave me," she said.
+
+At first the children played games.
+
+They played "blind man's buff," and "hide the thimble," and "button,
+button, who has the button."
+
+At four o'clock Jack's mother came into the room.
+
+"I think you must all be hungry by this time," she said.
+
+"Will you come and see what I have for you?"
+
+So the children followed Mrs. Horne through the long hall into the
+dining-room.
+
+Oh, there were such good things for hungry children!
+
+There were pretty little cakes with pink and white frosting, and
+oranges, and nuts, and raisins, and apples, and candy.
+
+Boy Blue's father had heard about the party and had sent the apples
+from the farm.
+
+Boy Blue's mother had sent some candy made of maple sugar and nuts.
+
+Oh, it was so good!
+
+When each one had eaten some of the cakes, and some of the nuts, and
+some of the candy, Mrs. Horne went out into the kitchen.
+
+Jack began to laugh and his eyes looked very big and wise.
+
+"The surprise is coming!" cried Boy Blue. "The surprise is coming!"
+
+And sure enough! In came Mrs. Horne, carrying a huge pie in her hands.
+
+"This is Jack Horner's pie," she said. "I think it is full of plums."
+
+[Illustration: "Then he had put in his hand and pulled out something."]
+
+Then she put it on the table in front of Jack.
+
+He stood up and said:--
+
+ "Little Jack Horner
+  Stood near a corner
+  Cutting his birthday pie.
+  He put in his thumb
+  And pulled out a plum,
+  And said, 'What a big boy am I!'"
+
+How the children laughed!
+
+Jack had cut the paper crust of his birthday pie.
+
+Then he had put in his hand and pulled out something.
+
+It was surely too big for a real plum.
+
+"For Boy Blue," said Jack, giving him the package.
+
+Boy Blue took off the white paper and there was a tiny horn, tied with
+a blue ribbon.
+
+Then Jack pulled out another plum.
+
+It was a book about flowers for Mistress Mary.
+
+Tommy Tucker had a knife.
+
+"That's to cut your bread with," said Jack Horner.
+
+Mary found a woolly lamb in her plum.
+
+The lamb's head would come off, an inside was a tiny bottle of cologne.
+
+Jack and Jill each had a little pail filled with candies.
+
+Jack's plum was in the very bottom of the pie.
+
+It was a dear little watch.
+
+"Now, I shall not be late to school again," he said.
+
+It was Jack, you know, who let Mary's lamb into school.
+
+He was late that morning and did not shut the door.
+
+When it was time for the children to go home Mr. Horne packed them all
+into his big sleigh.
+
+"Good-bye, Jack!" they cried.
+
+"Good-bye, Jack Horner, we have had
+a lovely time!"
+
+
+
+
+  There was an old woman
+    Who lived in a shoe,
+  She had so many children
+    She didn't know what to do,
+  She gave them some butter
+    Without any bread;
+  Then she spanked them all soundly,
+    And sent them to bed.
+
+
+
+
+THE OLD WOMAN IN THE SHOE
+
+
+You remember I told you that Boy Blue lived on a big farm.
+
+In the winter Boy Blue could not go to school because the school-house
+was so far from his home.
+
+So Mary's mother said, "Boy Blue can spend the winter with us and go to
+school with Mary."
+
+Of course the children thought that would be fine.
+
+Mary didn't have any brothers or sisters, and sometimes she was rather
+lonely.
+
+So Boy Blue went to spend the winter with Mary.
+
+He was sorry to leave Fire-cracker and his eight white Snowballs.
+
+"I shall be back in the spring," he said. "John will have to take care
+of you this winter."
+
+Boy Blue had never seen such a large school in all his life.
+
+In the little country school there were only ten children.
+
+In Mary's school there were fifty boys and girls in one room, and there
+were ten rooms in the school-house.
+
+Now it was winter, and there was snow on the ground.
+
+The children had been to school three months.
+
+Every afternoon they had great fun coasting down the long hill behind
+the school-house.
+
+One day Miss Smith said, "Children, do you know what month this is?"
+
+"Yes, yes!" they all said. "This is December."
+
+"Christmas comes this month," said one little girl.
+
+Then they all talked at once.
+
+Oh, how they liked Christmas, and Santa Claus and Christmas trees!
+
+They hoped Santa Claus would bring them many presents.
+
+At last Miss Smith said, "Shall we have a Christmas tree this year in
+school?"
+
+Of course they all wanted one.
+
+"I know something better than a Christmas tree," said Miss Smith.
+
+"Something better than a Christmas tree!" said Mistress Mary. "What can
+it be?"
+
+"I must tell you about it," said Miss Smith. "You know I have told you
+about Mrs. Brown."
+
+"Yes," said Boy Blue, "she is the 'Old Woman in the Shoe.'"
+
+Miss Smith laughed. "Is that what you call her?" she said.
+
+"Yes," said Mary, "you know she has a great many children."
+
+"Well, Tommy and Betty Brown have been sick a long time.
+
+"Mrs. Brown has had to work very hard to get food to eat.
+
+"I am afraid they will not have a happy Christmas.
+
+"I think we might have a Christmas box, and fill it with all kinds of
+good things.
+
+"We can put things to eat and wear in the box, and you can bring some
+toys, too.
+
+"Then on Christmas day we can send the box to Mrs. Brown.
+
+"That would make her happy, and it would make us happy, too."
+
+The children all thought this was a very good idea.
+
+Jack said, "I think it would be great fun if we could have a box the
+shape of a big shoe. I know my father could make us one. I will ask him
+to-night."
+
+So Jack's father made a big wooden shoe, and the boys helped him paint
+it black.
+
+When the shoe was finished, the children began to fill it.
+
+In the toe of the shoe Jack put two large squashes.
+
+Mary brought a bag of potatoes and some big red apples.
+
+Boy Blue wrote a letter to his mother and told her about the Christmas
+shoe.
+
+So Mrs. Snow sent a roasted chicken, a dozen eggs, and some fresh
+butter that she had made.
+
+I cannot tell you all the things that found their way into that wooden
+shoe.
+
+There was everything that hungry little boys and girls like to eat.
+
+There were games and toys for the boys, and dolls with pretty dresses
+for the girls.
+
+And there was a fine new dress for Mrs. Brown, too.
+
+The day before Christmas the shoe was ready and Mr. Horne came for it
+with a big wagon.
+
+Miss Smith put a card in the shoe.
+
+It said:--
+
+"A Merry Christmas to Mrs. Brown and all the little Browns, from
+Maggie's and Tommy's schoolmates."
+
+"Look, Mamma!" said little Maggie Brown. "What is that wagon stopping
+here for, and what is that funny thing in it?"
+
+Mrs. Brown came to the window just as Mr. Home took the shoe out of the
+wagon.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Why, it is a big shoe," laughed Mrs. Brown. "I guess it is for me to
+keep you all in."
+
+Tommy, and Katie, and Mary, and Alice, all ran to see.
+
+Oh, they were so happy when the shoe was brought in and they found it
+was something for them!
+
+Mrs. Brown was happy, too, to think that her children would have such a
+merry Christmas.
+
+She told Mr. Horne to wish all the children who sent the shoe a very,
+very happy Christmas.
+
+"And tell them," she said, "to come and see 'the Old Woman in the Shoe'
+and her children!"
+
+
+
+
+  Little Miss Muffet
+  Sat on a tuffet,
+    Eating her curds and whey;
+  There came a big spider
+  And sat down beside her,
+    And frightened Miss Muffet away.
+
+
+
+
+MISS MUFFET
+
+
+It was the Christmas vacation and Boy Blue and Mary were at home every
+day.
+
+Boy Blue wished to go to his own home on the farm in his vacation.
+
+He wished to see his father and mother, and little sister, and
+fire-cracker, and his eight Snowballs.
+
+But one night he had a letter from his mother.
+
+Of course he could read it himself, because he was seven years old and
+had been to school two years.
+
+When he read the letter he danced up and down for joy.
+
+He danced right through the hall into the dining-room and showed his
+letter to Mary.
+
+Then she danced, too, because the letter said that Boy Blue's father
+and mother were coming to see him the very next day.
+
+And, best of all, Little Sister was coming to stay two weeks.
+
+When it was time to go to the station to meet Little Sister and her
+mother. Boy Blue could hardly wait for the train.
+
+At last it came, bringing the two dearest people in all the world, and
+Boy Blue laughed, and cried, and asked questions, all in the same
+minute.
+
+"Where is Papa?
+
+"Is he coming to-morrow?
+
+"How is Fire-cracker?
+
+"Are you going to stay two weeks?"
+
+"Wait, wait, children!" said Mrs. Snow, "ask one question at a time."
+
+They rode to Mary's house in a car, and all these questions and many
+others were asked and answered.
+
+It was the night before Christmas and the children were going to hang
+up their stockings.
+
+"Hang them by the chimney in your playroom," said Mary's mother. "Then
+Santa Claus won't have far to go."
+
+So the children ran up to the playroom with their stockings.
+
+"Oh, look!" said Boy Blue. "Sister's stocking is so small that Santa
+Claus can't get even a rag doll into it."
+
+Mary found a basket for Little Sister.
+
+"You can put this right under your stocking, dear," she said.
+
+"I will write a letter to Santa Claus and tell him where to put your
+presents."
+
+So she wrote this letter and pinned it on the toe of the tiny stocking:
+
+"Dear Santa Claus:--Little Sister's stocking is so small I have given
+her a basket. Please put her presents in it."
+
+Santa Claus must have read the note, for the next morning the basket
+was full.
+
+There was a basket under each of the other stockings, too.
+
+On each one was a note, saying:--
+
+"Your stockings were not large enough. I had to get a basket for you,
+too."
+
+                                                    SANTA CLAUS.
+
+
+In Boy Blue's basket there were a horn and a drum, a box of tin
+soldiers, and three books. Under the basket was a new red sled.
+
+Mary found two dolls and a trunk full of dresses for them, a toy
+kitchen, and a writing desk in her basket.
+
+Little Sister sat on the floor and began to take the presents out of
+her basket, one at a time.
+
+First, there was a big wax doll in a doll carriage.
+
+It was such a pretty doll, with a blue coat and white hood, all ready
+to take out to ride!
+
+Then there were some picture books and another doll,--a big one that
+could open and shut her eyes.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+But what was this in the bottom of the basket? It was very soft and
+white and had curly hair.
+
+Little Sister picked it up carefully. "Put it on your head," said Boy
+Blue. So Sister put it on. It was a fur cap.
+
+Then she found a fur collar, and last of all, a dear little fur muff.
+
+When she had them all on, she ran up to her mother.
+
+"See my muff, Mamma!" she cried.
+
+Then she ran to every one, saying:--"Muff! Muff! See my little muff!"
+
+"What a dear little Miss Muffet you are!" said Uncle Jack.
+
+"Oh." said Boy Blue, "we shall call you 'Miss Muffet'!"
+
+"Merry Christmas, Miss Muffet!"
+
+
+
+
+  Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall;
+  Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;
+    All the king's horses,
+    And all the king's men,
+  Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again.
+
+
+
+
+HUMPTY DUMPTY
+
+
+Tommy Tucker had lived on the farm with Grandma and Grandpa Hall a long
+time.
+
+He and Rags were very happy in their new home.
+
+Rags was getting fat now, and every Saturday he had a fine bath.
+
+At least Tommy said it was a fine bath, but Rags did not seem to agree
+with him.
+
+"Bow-wow," he would say, when he saw the big tub full of water, "I must
+run and hide."
+
+But Tommy always found him, and Rags always had his bath.
+
+When school began in September, Grandma Hall took Tommy to school.
+
+He had a new suit of clothes, a new pair of boots, and a pretty cap to
+match his suit.
+
+The school was two miles from the farm, so that the first morning he
+rode in the carriage with Grandma Hall because she could not walk so
+far.
+
+Every day after that Tommy walked to school in the morning and home
+again at night.
+
+He carried his dinner in a new pail, and he always found something very
+good in that pail when he opened it at noon.
+
+All the rest of the children brought their dinner, too, and if I should
+tell you all the things those children did at noon, it would fill a
+book.
+
+When the nuts were ripe, they went into the woods and gathered big
+baskets full.
+
+They found pretty flowers and autumn leaves and made their school-room
+bright with them.
+
+They played ball, and hide and seek.
+
+Oh, there were such beautiful places to hide,--behind the wood-pile, in
+the wood-box, behind trees and fences, and in the woods!
+
+Tommy had never had such a good time in his life.
+
+He did not play all the time, because he was working very hard to catch
+up with the other boys.
+
+Before the winter was over he was in the class with Jack and Jill, and
+Grandma said she was very proud of him.
+
+But I must tell you of the Jack-o'-lanterns the children made for
+Hallowe'en.
+
+Tommy did not know much about Hallowe'en, for he had always lived in
+the city.
+
+He had seen boys make Jack-o'-lanterns out of paper boxes.
+
+But he had never seen a real pumpkin Jack-o'-lantern in his life.
+
+One day, near the last of October, the children were all talking about
+Hallowe'en and the fun they would have with their lanterns.
+
+"You'll make one, won't you, Tommy?" said Jack.
+
+Of course Tommy wanted to make one if the boys would show him how.
+
+"I know what would be fun," said
+
+Jill. "Let's bring our pumpkins to school and make our lanterns at
+noon."
+
+"Yes, yes, that is just the thing!" they shouted.
+
+"Then when they are finished we can ask Miss Phillips which is the
+prettiest."
+
+As if a Jack-o'-lantern could ever be pretty!
+
+The next morning there was a funny sight in the dressing-room.
+
+Under each hook was a pumpkin.
+
+There were big ones, little ones, fat ones, long ones, short ones,
+yellow ones, and green ones.
+
+In fact, no two pumpkins were alike, except of course, Jack's and
+Jill's.
+
+"It will never do for us to have ours different," said Jill.
+
+So they hunted a long time to find two that were just alike.
+
+Tommy tried very hard to think of his arithmetic and geography and
+spelling that morning.
+
+But he couldn't help thinking of his pumpkin, which was waiting to be
+made into a Jack-o'-lantern.
+
+At last it was noon.
+
+I am afraid the children did not care what they had for dinner that
+noon, and they ate very fast.
+
+They needed all the time they could get for their Jack-o'-lanterns.
+
+First, they cut off the top of the pumpkin, and cut out all the seeds.
+Then came the fun of making the lantern's face.
+
+He must have two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and two ears.
+
+Jack cut two round holes for eyes.
+
+A long cut in the middle was the nose.
+
+The mouth curved up at both ends, and the holes at the sides were ears.
+
+Some of the lanterns had two very good rows of teeth.
+
+Tom's pumpkin was long and narrow. He said it looked so much like a big
+egg that he was going to name it "Humpty Dumpty."
+
+"Oh, let's all name our lanterns!" said the children.
+
+"Mine is so round I shall call it 'Tubby'," said Jack.
+
+Then Jill named hers "Bubby."
+
+One of the boys named his "Green Top," and another was "Big Eyes."
+
+Just as the bell rang for school the last one was finished.
+
+How Miss Phillips laughed when the children marched in, each one
+carrying a funny Jack-o'-lantern!
+
+She said she could not tell which one was the prettiest.
+
+After she had been introduced to each one they were put into the hall
+to wait for school to be over.
+
+Hallowe'en night every lantern had a candle in it, and the children had
+great fun trying to frighten their mothers and fathers and each other.
+
+Of course Grandpa Hall jumped and ran when he saw a big bright face
+coming at him from the barn.
+
+Then Grandma Hall saw it in the woodshed, and she ran and hid behind
+the kitchen door.
+
+Tommy played with Humpty Dumpty for several days.
+
+Saturday morning he was in the meadow playing with Humpty Dumpty when
+Jack and Jill came to ask him to go with them to the woods.
+
+Tommy put Humpty Dumpty up on the stone wall and ran off with the
+twins.
+
+Grandpa Hall's old white cow was in the meadow eating grass.
+
+As she came near the wall she saw something that looked very much like
+a pumpkin.
+
+Mrs. Cow was fond of pumpkins, so she thought she would go and see what
+it really was on the wall.
+
+"Why, it surely is a pumpkin," said Mrs. Cow, "but I wonder what all
+those holes are for."
+
+Humpty Dumpty felt very much hurt to think that Mrs. Cow should speak
+of his eyes and mouth as holes.
+
+"But then, of course," thought Humpty, "she does not know that I am not
+a pumpkin now."
+
+Mrs. Cow kept putting her nose nearer and nearer to Humpty.
+
+At last she got so near that she made him jump.
+
+At least, I think he must have jumped, for he fell from the wall to the
+ground.
+
+When Mrs. Cow saw the pumpkin all broken in pieces she thought she
+might as well eat it, and she did.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+At first she liked the pumpkin very much, but then she thought it
+didn't taste just right.
+
+"I don't believe pumpkins with big round holes in them are good to
+eat," said Mrs. Cow.
+
+But when Tommy found what had happened to Humpty Dumpty, he said to
+Grandpa Hall, "I wonder which Mrs. Cow liked best, the Jack-o'-lantern
+or the candle!"
+
+The children in Miss Smith's room had been just as busy as bees all
+day.
+
+Now they were tired, and they could not work any more.
+
+Mary put her head down on her desk and nearly went to sleep.
+
+Most of the boys were looking out of the window, because they liked to
+watch it snow.
+
+It had been snowing hard all day and they were thinking of the
+snowballs they would make, and of the snow forts that they would build
+on the hill.
+
+How could they study when they were thinking of all those things?
+
+"Miss Smith," said Bo-peep, looking up from her work, "won't you please
+tell us a story? It is getting so dark that I cannot see to write."
+
+Miss Smith thought a minute and then said, "How would you like to play
+at being a book?"
+
+Every little face brightened. The boys looked at Miss Smith and forgot
+about the snow forts.
+
+Mary sat up and did not feel one bit sleepy.
+
+"Why, Miss Smith," said Mary, "how can we be a book?"
+
+"I will show you," said Miss Smith.
+
+"We will play that we are the Mother Goose Book.
+
+"You must each think of some child from Mother Goose land whom you
+would like to be.
+
+"Then each one can come to the front of the room and play at being that
+little child.
+
+"The rest of us will try to guess who the child is."
+
+The children all thought that would be great fun, and for a few minutes
+it was so quiet they could almost hear the snow falling.
+
+At the end of five minutes Miss Smith said, "Now it is time to begin.
+You may be on the first page in our book, Jack.
+
+"You may use anything in the room you need to help you in acting your
+part."
+
+Jack went into the hall. In a minute he pushed the door open a little
+way and looked in.
+
+Then he came into the school-room. He had his books under his arm, and
+as he came in very slowly he looked at the clock.
+
+"Oh, I know!" said John. "Hickory, dickory, dock."
+
+[Illustration: "She looked so funny as she came into the room
+riding on a broom"]
+
+"No, no," said Mary, "that is:--
+
+  'A dillar, a dollar,
+  A ten o'clock scholar,
+  What makes you come so soon?
+  You used to come at ten o'clock,
+  And now you come at noon.'"
+
+"That is right," said Jack. "Mary guessed it."
+
+Then it was Mary's turn to be a page in the Mother Goose Book.
+
+When she came in she had on Miss Smith's long white apron, her hair was
+done up high on her head, and she was riding on a broom.
+
+She looked so funny that all the children laughed.
+
+At last Edith stopped laughing and began to sing:
+
+ "Old woman, old woman,
+  Old woman, said I.
+  Oh whither, oh whither,
+  Oh whither so high?
+  To sweep the cobwebs out of the sky;
+  But I'll be back again by-and-by."
+
+Yes, Edith had guessed right, so she ran out of the room.
+
+When she came back the children all looked and looked.
+
+Who could she be?
+
+She hadn't changed herself one bit, and she only stood still and looked
+at them.
+
+"We are caught this time," laughed Miss Smith.
+
+Just then a little girl in the back of the room jumped up and said:
+"Oh, see the curl in the middle of her forehead! I know who she is!
+
+ 'There was a little girl,
+  And she had a little curl.
+  And it hung right down on her forehead.
+  When she was good
+  She was very good indeed;
+  But when she was bad she was horrid.'"
+
+Tommy went out next, and when he came back he had a little toy pig
+under his arm.
+
+"I can think of ever so many pigs in Mother Goose," said Alice. "Have
+you been to market, Tommy?"
+
+"No, no," said Tommy, "I did not buy this good fat pig."
+
+"I know who you are, and where you got your pig," laughed Jill.
+
+"Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
+ Stole a pig and away he run."
+
+Mistress Mary came in with her watering pot to water her flowers.
+
+Boy Blue was quickly guessed because he had a horn.
+
+Just as Jack and Jill came in with a pail of water, the bell rang.
+
+It was time to go home!
+
+Every one of the children was sorry not to see all of the book.
+
+"Some day we will play this game again," said Miss Smith. "Then we can
+see the rest of the pages."
+
+As they ran home together they were all talking of the new game.
+
+That night they got out their Mother Goose books and read them through,
+so that the next time they would be sure to guess every rhyme.
+
+
+
+
+
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