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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org - - -Title: The Jumble Book - A Jumble of Good Things - -Author: David Cory - -Illustrator: M. L. Kirk - S. Aspell - E. J. Babcock - Harvey Peake - -Release Date: February 22, 2013 [EBook #42162] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE JUMBLE BOOK *** - - - - -Produced by David Edwards, Emmy and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - - - - - - - -[Illustration: Cover] - - - - -The Jumble Book - -[Illustration: PETER PIPER PUB. BY NAT. ART CO., N. Y.] - - -[Illustration] - -THE JUMBLE BOOK - -By David Cory - - A JUMBLE - OF GOOD - THINGS - -[Illustration] - - GEORGE SULLY & COMPANY - NEW YORK - - - - - COPYRIGHT, 1920, BY - GEORGE SULLY AND COMPANY - - _All Rights Reserved_ - - _Printed in the U. S. A._ - - - - -"HELLO CENTRAL!" - - -"_Hello Central!_" - -"Give me all the little boys and girls in the World. I want to tell them -about the JUMBLE BOOK!" - -"_Hello! Is that you, Jimmy?_" - -"Well, this is David Cory, the JUMBLE BOOKman. Do you like Indian -stories? You do, eh? Well, you'll find some in the JUMBLE BOOK. -Good-by!" - -"_Hello, Polly!_" - -"This is the man who wrote the JUMBLE BOOK. Do you like Fairy Stories? I -thought you did. Well, you'll find lots of them in the JUMBLE BOOK. -Good-by." - -"_Hello, Billy._" - -"This is the JUMBLE BOOKman. Do you like stories about animals? Well, -I'm glad you do, for I've written a lot of them for you in the JUMBLE -BOOK. Good-by." - -"_Hello, Mary!_" - -"This is your friend David Cory. What kind of stories do you like? All -kinds, eh? Well, the JUMBLE BOOK'S the book for you, then. You'll find -all kinds of stories all jumbled together between its covers! -Good-by!" - - - - -The Jumble Book - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Takes a Farewell Look at the Castle - - -Once upon a time I promised to tell a little boy how Little Sir Cat -caught the Knave of Hearts who had run away with the Queen's tarts. - -Well, Sir! That Knave had run only about half way across the courtyard -when Little Sir Cat pounced on him as if he were a mouse, and his -Highness, the Knave of Hearts, stopped right then and there, but he -spilt the tarts all over the ground. Wasn't that a shame? - -This made the King dreadfully angry, and he "beat the Knave full sore," -as the rhyme goes in dear "Old Mother Goose," and if you don't believe -me, just get the book and see for yourself. "Now ask me a favor, and it -shall be granted," said the Queen who had asked Little Sir Cat to come -into the castle and sit on the throne by her side. - -"Tell me where I may find my fortune," answered Little Sir Cat. - -"Ah!" cried the Queen, "that is not so easy. For each of us must make -his own fortune. But I will help you," and she called for her old -seneschal. - -"He will not find it on Tart Island," said the old retainer. "Mayhap in -Mother Goose Island he will find it." - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT TAKES A FAREWELL LOOK AT THE CASTLE] - -So pretty soon, not so very long, Little Sir Cat left the big castle, -and by-and-by he came to an old willow tree by a pond. And who do you -think he saw? Why, little Mrs. Oriole sitting close beside her nest that -hung like a big white stocking from the branch. As soon as she saw -Little Sir Cat she began to sing, and all her little birds peeped out of -the nest, but they didn't say anything, for they had never met him -before. "Children, this is Sir Cat. I knew him when he lived in a -castle," said Mrs. Oriole. - -Well, after that, he went in to the farmyard, for it was noontime, and -he was hungry, and knocked on the kitchen door. Just then the Cuckoo -Clock in the kitchen sounded the hour of noon, and the farmer's wife -looked out of the window to see if her man was coming through the gate, -when, of course, she spied Little Sir Cat. - -"Dinner is ready. Come in, Kitten!" So he stepped into the neat, clean -kitchen, and as soon as the good woman had put on a clean apron, they -sat down to supper. By-and-by the cuckoo came out of her little clock -and said: "Time for kittens to be in bed," and the twinkle, twinkle star -shone through the window, and sang a little lullaby: - - "_Sleep, little pussy cat, sleep. - The little white clouds are like sheep - That play all the night while the moon's shining bright. - Sleep, little pussy cat, sleep._" - -And in the next story you will find what Little Sir Cat did when he woke -up in the morning. - - - - -Little Stories of Famous Animals - -How a Dog Discovered a Hot Spring - - -Tradition reports that Charles IV. discovered the Carlsbad Spring, but -after you have read this little history perhaps you will agree with me -that if it hadn't been for his dog he never would have even seen the -spring. - -It happened this way: More than four hundred years ago Charles IV. was -hunting in the neighborhood. In the exciting chase and pursuit of a stag -he suddenly lost all trace of it. As he paused, undecided which course -to take, he heard the yelping of one of his hounds, and following the -sound, he found it lying scalded in the waters of the spring, which, as -you know, is a stream of water probably escaping from a smoldering -volcano way down deep in the earth. The faithful animal had followed the -stag's leap into the valley, and had missed a sure footing on the rocks -near by. - -On the top of the hill, which is now called the Hirschensprung (stag's -leap), a cross has been erected, and a little lower down a lookout house -has been built. Still farther down, on a high pointed rock, a citizen of -Carlsbad has had erected an iron figure of a chamois. - -After chance had made known the hot waters of the spring to Charles IV., -he had a bath and a hunting lodge built there, which were called after -him, Karlsbad. - -The real discoverer of the spring, the faithful hound, has no mention -made of him by name or monument, although the crest of the hill is named -for a stag and the spring after a king. - - - - -TESSIE, TOTTIE AND TEDDY - -Or the Three Tiny T's - -[Illustration: _The Three Tiny T's All in a Row._] - - - - -CHAPTER I - - -"Listen," whispered Tessie, "I've got a secret to tell you; snuggle up -so nobody'll hear!" - -Tottie squeezed up close to her little sister, and Teddy shoved himself -along the piazza seat until all three were packed as tight as little -sardines. - -"What is it?" asked Tottie. - -"Hurry up and tell," whispered Teddy, hugging Tessie's arm, while -Tottie squeezed her hand with her little fat fingers. - -"S-s-sh!" replied Tessie, "s-s-sh!" - -"Tessie!" called mother's voice, "Tessie, come here, I want you to run -down to the grocer." - -"Oh, dear!" sighed the three tiny T's. - -Tessie jumped up quickly and ran inside the house, closely followed by -Tottie and Teddy. - -"You can wear your roller skates," said mother, "and Teddy can put on -his and go with you, if he wishes." - -In a few minutes the skates were strapped on each impatient little foot, -and mother's darling messengers were gliding down the front walk. - -"Be very careful not to break the eggs," said mother, as she stood in -the doorway watching them go out of the gate. "Hold the bag tight and -don't go fast on the way home." - - - - -CHAPTER II - - -Tessie and Teddy skated along smoothly on their errand for mother. The -roller skates behaved very well, and did not try to race with each -other, so that neither little messenger had a fall, or even a bump -against anybody on the sidewalk who did not get out of the way in time. - -The fat grocer man said good morning very pleasantly, and gave them each -a little animal cracker. Tessie told him what she wanted, and while he -was counting out the eggs and putting them in the bag, she stroked his -big tiger cat, who lay half asleep on the top of the sugar barrel. - -"Here you are, Miss," said the grocer man, handing the package to -Tessie, "and be careful, little man," he added, turning to Teddy, "that -you don't run into sister and upset her--you won't have any eggs if you -do!" - -"Of course not," replied Teddy, biting off the hind legs of his buffalo -cracker. "I'll take care," and both children wabbled over the floor and -through the doorway out onto the sidewalk. - -[Illustration: _Crash! There Were Scrambled Eggs All Over the Walk._] - -Everything went along beautifully. Teddy kept well behind so that -Tessie would have plenty of room, and the distance was half over, when -something happened. About a block from the house, the sidewalk ran down -a small hill. Although Tessie had time and again coasted down without -the slightest trouble, today it seemed as if she were going very much -faster than usual. Perhaps she was a little worried over the bag of -eggs. At any rate, all of a sudden her feet behaved very badly, and -before she could help it, one foot went off to one side and Tessie did, -too. Down she went in a heap. Crash! smash! mash! there were scrambled -eggs all over the walk! - -Tessie turned a frightened glance towards Teddy who just came up. - -"O dear me! How shall I ever explain to mother?" cried poor little -Tessie. - - - - -CHAPTER III - - -After Tessie and Teddy arrived home they hunted around for mother to -tell her the awful news, and how sorry they were that the bag of eggs -was lying out on the sidewalk in funny yellow patches, with bits of -broken shell strewn all around. - -About half an hour later Tessie was telling her little kitten what -mother had said. "And, Pussy dear," confided Tessie, "don't you ever try -to carry any robin's eggs down from the nest. If you do, you'll find you -get sliding faster and faster, and before you reach the ground your foot -will slip and down you'll come with a crash!" - -Pussy looked up out of the corners of her blinky green eyes but said -nothing. - -"And maybe your mother won't be so nice about it," added Tessie. "My -mother didn't scold me 'cause when I 'splained how my skate nearly came -off and tripped me up she just wiped my eyes, 'cause I felt awful sorry, -and told me not to cry about it any more, and by and by she gave us all -a lump of sugar." - -[Illustration: _Tess Was Telling Her Little Kitten What Mother Had -Said._] - -Just then puss jumped through the low open window and skipped over the -lawn. Tessie stepped out on the piazza to see what she was about. At -the foot of the old apple tree pussy stopped and then ran up the trunk -and out on a limb. - -"I do believe," exclaimed Tessie, "that she is going to try to bring -down some eggs from the robin's nest." - -"What did my little girl say?" asked mother, who came out on the porch -at that moment. When Tessie explained it all, mother laughed and said, -"Why, there aren't any eggs now in that nest, little girl--don't you -know all the little robins were hatched long ago?" - -"Well, I don't believe pussy knows it," answered Tessie, "for there she -is now looking into the nest--how disappointed she'll be!" - - - - -CHAPTER IV - - -"Goodness me, Tottie, why don't you fasten the button!" cried Tessie to -her little sister. But Tottie was too frightened to answer; she just -stood still while sister fastened the little white pants which had -slipped down on the tops of her pink slippers. - -"Let's go out in the garden now," said Tessie, and the two little -sisters ran out on the piazza and down the walk. They found brother -Teddy already there filling his wagon with grass, for the lawn had just -been cut and was covered with the loose grass. - -"We'll make a big hay mow!" cried the children, and very soon they had -piled up the fragment grass as high as their heads. It was great fun -rolling over it, or covering each other up until nothing but a little -toe stuck out at one end, or the tip of a little pug nose showed at the -other. - -[Illustration: "_Goodness Me, Tottie, Why Don't You Fasten the -Button!_"] - -After a while pussy came by, but when she had been covered up deep with -the ticklish grass, she escaped by jumping over the green haymow, and -ran off to the barn. She most likely thought it was more fun in the hay -loft hunting for mice than being covered up in a big green grass hay-mow -out on the lawn. Perhaps, too, she was afraid some one might step on her -when under the grass. At any rate, she didn't come back, and by and by -it was time for the children to go in for luncheon. I don't know whether -pussy heard the bell or not, but she came in from the barn in time to -get her saucer of milk before the children had finished. - -"Pussy never has to bother with buttons," said Tessie, looking over at -Tottie, and smiling. - -"No," answered Tottie, "'cause she has only fur." - - - - -CHAPTER V - - -Tottie never liked to take a bath until one day Mother said: "Let's make -believe you are in the big ocean wading and there are lots of little -silver fishes swimming all around." - -[Illustration: _It Was Lots of Fun in the Big Round Tin Tub._] - -After this Tottie wanted to take a bath all the time, for Mother bought -some toy fishes and Tottie didn't have to make believe very hard. - -It was lots of fun in the big round tin tub. It was painted green on the -outside and yellow on the inside, which looked just like the sand on the -seashore. And then, too, it had a nice wide, flat edge all around, so -that it seemed almost like a beach to Tottie. - -Sometimes Mother would put a little red bathing cap on Tottie's head and -let her wade for a while before her bath. Tottie then kept her little -shirt on, making believe it was a lovely silk bathing suit. Perhaps the -little fishes thought she was a big fat giantess. At any rate they -slipped through her soapy little fingers as if they were swimming away -for their very lives. This made Tottie laugh very much, and she would -soap them well so that they would even slip through the water for quite -a distance when she squeezed them real hard. - -Tottie's sister Tessie often wanted to play like her little sister, but -Mother said, "You are too big a girl, Tessie, not to take your bath -without making a play of it." Brother Teddy, too, wanted to get the -fishes to play with when he took his bath, but Mother said to him, -"These are Tottie's fish. You and sister Tessie are big enough to be -good while in the tub without toys," so Tottie was the only one in the -house who made believe that the bathtub was the big ocean and her little -toy silver fishes real live ones! - - - - -MR. BIG TOE - - Mr. Big Toe - Is a rogue, do you know - He tries to poke through - The tip of Ted's shoe? - And always, it's shocking. - He's half through his stocking! - -[Illustration] - - - - -TOO-WIT, TOO-WOO AND HIS OWL FAMILY - - -Too-Wit, Too-Woo lived in a big hollow tree with his family. There was -Mrs. Too-Wit, and their two little sons, T'wit and T'woo. In one of the -biggest holes in the old hollow tree they had a very comfortable home. - -Every night as the shadows began to creep through the Great Forest, -T'wit would sing a little song. He was very proud of it, for he had made -it up himself. He would look over at T'woo as much as to say, "You never -could make up such a lovely song," and then he would toot across to his -brother: - - "_How happy I am - In the forest so deep; - I sing and I play - While other folks sleep!_" - -T'woo was quite provoked to think that his brother had made up such a -pretty song, and he tried very hard to think up one for himself. -Finally, one evening just as T'wit was about to sing his evening verse, -T'woo opened his beak very wide, and before T'wit could commence, he -tooted across: - - "_All thro' the night - I sing and I play, - While other folk do - Just the opposite way!_" - -T'wit was so surprised that he almost fell off the limb on which he sat, -winking and blinking in the early twilight. - -Mr. and Mrs. Too-Wit, Too-Woo looked at each other as much as to say, -"Did you ever see such bright children as ours?" - -Presently Mr. Too-Wit flew off for his evening flutter, and both his -small sons followed, while Mrs. Too-Wit went inside the house. - -"Where are you going, father?" asked T'wit as they flew along silently; -but his parent did not vouchsafe a reply until they neared the edge of -the forest. Then he turned and said, "You two boys sit here while I fly -over to tell my little friend some news," and with these words, off he -flew straight for the Indian camp, leaving the two small owls perched on -a limb of a tree. When he reached a tent near a big tree, he fluttered -down to the ground, and gave a low hoot. The little Indian boy pushed -his head out: "What is it, Too-Wit?" he asked. - -"There's a flock of wild turkeys roosting in the clump of trees by the -lake. Bring your bow and arrows before it gets too dark. I'll wait at -the edge of the wood for you. T'wit and T'woo are keeping a look-out -while I'm here." - -Little Indian hastily picked up his bow and arrows, and started off for -the lake. As he drew near the clump of trees, he crept stealthily along, -so as not to frighten the wild turkeys. When he was near enough, he -fitted a bow to his arrow, and taking careful aim, shot one of the -birds. The flock became frightened as soon as they saw one of their -comrades fall, and taking wing, they flew off in all directions, not -before, however, the little Indian boy had shot off his bow the second -time. This time, his aim was not so true; the turkey must have been only -slightly wounded, because there was no trace of him, save a few -feathers, when little Indian ran up to the spot where he had last seen -him. - -Picking up the bird which he had killed with his first arrow, he turned -back to the camp. "Thank you," he said to Too-Wit, as he passed the tree -on which his feathered friend sat, "You see, I've got my dinner for -tomorrow." - -Too-Wit spread his wings, and his two small sons followed after, and -presently they were all three back at the big hollow tree, where Mrs. -Too-wit had a nice supper all ready for them. - -The next afternoon Little Indian and Too-Wit went to see two funny -little Frogs who lived in the lake. - -"Look," said Little Indian to Too-Wit. "Aren't they cunning?" - -"Yes," answered the Owl; "that's Freddie and Fannie Frog. Wait a minute -and I'll fly over and tell them how kind you are, for the Forest Folk -are quick to trust a friend." - -So Too-Wit flew over to where Freddie and Fannie Frog were contentedly -sitting on their lily-pad under the long grass on the edge of the lake. - -"Hello, hullo, Too-woo!" cried Too-Wit. - -Freddie jumped up so quickly that the lily-pad tilted to one side, and -overboard went Fannie Frog with a splash. - -But Fannie knew how to swim, as every well-trained Lady Frog does, and -after shaking the water from her eyes, she scrambled back upon the -lily-pad, none the worse for her ducking. - -[Illustration] - -But, dear me, I forgot to say she had lost her pretty parasol! Little -Indian saw it floating away from the spot--a pretty little lily, the -petals of which Fannie had bent downward until they had made a very nice -umbrella top, indeed, and by holding it up by the stem, she was able to -keep the hot sun from freckling her funny little face. - -"Oh, where's my parasol?" screamed Fannie. "Oh, dear! oh, dear! there it -is, 'way out of my reach!" - -Little Indian leaned over the bank and picked up the lily. - -"Oh, thank you!" said Fannie, now smiling again; "thank you so much!" - -"Oh, that's nothing!" answered Little Indian. "I'm glad to be able to -get it for you. It certainly would be a shame to lose such a pretty -thing!" - -Just then a breeze sprang up, and away drifted the lily-pad with Freddie -and Fannie. - -Little Indian watched them as they sailed away, for Fannie was now -holding up for a sail the little pink parasol, which helped to pull -their boat along at a good pace. - -Then Too-Wit, Too-Woo said good-by, and flew back to his home in the -forest. - -The big, round sun was now going down behind the purple hills, the -shadows were slowly filling all the nooks and corners of the big forest, -and the lake, in the gathering darkness, looked dim and gloomy. - -Little Indian could no longer see the lily-pad boat. "They must have -landed on the other side of the lake by this time," he thought, as he -started for home, and when he came out of the forest he was glad to see -in the distance the cheerful glow of his camp fire. - - - - -COME, LITTLE PUSSY CAT! - -[Illustration] - - - "Come, little Pussy Cat, let us go - To see a pussy cat movie show. - Shaggy Angoras and kittens white, - Big Tom Cats as black as night, - And nice old Tabby Cats drinking tea, - Oh, the Pussy Cat Show is the one to see." - - - - -JIMMY SAVES HIS TEDDY BEAR - - -"Clang, clang!" went the bell on the fire engine, and the whistle blew -fiercely as the wheels rumbled along over the pavement. - -Tommy ran across to the nursery window and pressed his face against the -pane. - -"Nurse, nurse!" he called out. "The engine has stopped just across the -way. Why, it's at Jimmy Watson's." - -Margaret, the nurse, looked out. "Why, so it is, dearie me!" she cried. -"Just see the smoke." - -Ladders were being placed against the house, and firemen in big red -helmets ran up and down, dragging the hose after them and squirting -water through the windows. It was very exciting and Tommy danced up and -down on his toes. Just then a mass of flame shot up through the roof, -and smoke poured out of the upper windows in big black clouds. - -"I guess Jimmy's room is all burning up," said Tommy. "Just see the -smoke going out of his window." - -As he finished speaking he saw Jimmy himself coming down the front -steps, holding tightly in his hands his favorite Teddy bear. After him -came his mother and the servants, each carrying something. - -"Dearie me!" said Nurse Margaret, "I'm afraid the house will be all -burned up." - -"Well," replied Tommy, "there's one thing to be thankful for, Jimmy has -saved his Teddy bear." - -[Illustration] - - - - - "_Will you come into my auto?" - Said the spider to the fly. - "There is room in my Web-tonneau - And I'll join you by and by._" - -[Illustration] - - - - -"DO UNTO OTHERS" - - -Phil and Marjorie had been very selfish. When baby brother had toddled -up to them after dinner and asked them for a little bite of their candy -they had run away and hidden behind the bureau, where they greedily ate -it all. Soon after, while they were looking out of the nursery window, -they saw a little boy earn a nickel by carrying several packages for a -lady up to the front doorstep of her house. To their great surprise he -ran down the street and gave it to a poor blind man on the corner. - -This made the children think how mean they had been to their little -brother. So Phil said, "Let's go to the candy shop and buy a peppermint -stick for baby brother. We'll take our very own money." - -"Let's give the poor blind man something, too," added Marjorie, as she -turned her bank upside down to get out the money. - -"And I'll give my other five-cent piece to the little boy who was so -kind to the blind man!" cried Phil. - -When they returned both children were smiling happily. "Did you see how -glad the poor boy was to get the five cents?" asked Phil. - -"Yes," answered Marjorie, "and did you hear how gratefully the blind man -thanked me?" - -But all that baby brother said was "Yum! Yum!" as he sucked away on his -pink and white peppermint stick! - - - - -THE JOLLY JUNGLE FOLK - -Mikey Monk Plays Naughty Pranks - - - All The Jungle Folk were mad, every one was wild, - Everybody wore a scowl, not a creature smiled. - What was all this row about? Listen to what had - Happened in the Jungle to make them all so mad. - - Mikey Monk had climbed a tree. Who was Mikey Monk? - Mikey was a monkey and full of life and spunk; - Also full of naughty tricks, I am sad to say, - That is why the Jungle Folks are so mad to-day. - - Up a tree had Mikey climbed, clear up to the top, - Then he threw some cocoanuts, threw them down ker-flop. - Charlie Crocodile got mad, so did George Giraffe, - And they both grew angrier when they heard his laugh. - - Harry Hippopotamus happened to come near; - Suddenly a cocoanut whistled by his ear. - He had hardly time to wink when another shot - Made him think he'd better not linger in that spot. - - Tommy Tiger came along on his stealthy toes; - Suddenly a cocoa ball barely grazed his nose. - Oscar Ostrich sauntered by as a nut came down; - "Goodness, what was that?" he squawked, with an angry frown. - - Harry Hippopotamus looked around and said, - "Don't you think there's something queer happening overhead? - It is rather difficult," he added, with a sigh, - "Finding out why cocoanuts are raining from the sky! - - "Say, why don't you fellows ascertain the cause? - Where is a Policeman to enforce the laws? - Oscar Ostrich, won't you go--for you are so fleet-- - See if you can run across a Copper on his beat?" - - Sure enough, in half a wink back again he came - With a big Policeman, Eddie Elephant by name. - "What is this disturbance? Move along!" he said. - Suddenly his helmet tumbled off his head. - - "Who did that?" he shouted, when another nut - Whistled by his ivories, hit him on the foot. - With his trunk he grabbed the tree, gave some mighty heaves, - My! what a commotion up amongst the leaves. - - Then he butted all his might with his great big head. - "Break it up in kindling wood!" Tommy Tiger said. - Back and forth the tall tree swayed with a swishing sound, - Then a little scream was heard, something bumped to the ground. - - Mikey Monk had lost his grip; on the ground he lay. - All the animals rushed in, pounced upon their prey. - "Break away!" the Copper said, "I arrest him now. - I will lock him up at once; we will show him how - - "To obey the Jungle Laws. He won't sleep a wink - After he has been to Court. He'll have time to think - In the Jungle Jail how bad he has been to-day. - After he gets out again he won't disobey." - - Over Tommy Tiger's head then he thrust his trunk; - By the ear he grabbed a hold of naughty Mikey Monk. - All the jungle populace joined in the parade. - Mikey Monk was crying--he was now afraid. - - "Let me go!" he cried and sobbed, "and I'll promise you - Never more a naughty thing will I ever do." - But the big Policeman just kept straight ahead. - Did not even answer him; only shook his head. - - At King Lion's Court at last stopped the big parade, - And before the King of Beasts Mikey was arrayed. - Very stern the Lion looked at the grave complaint, - Though of course he must have known Mikey was no saint. - - When the Cop had finished Mikey held his breath, - He was all a-tremble; almost scared to death. - All the angry animals shouted, "Do not fail - To commit this Monkey to the Jungle Jail!" - - "As you wish," King Lion answered with a roar. - Then they slipped the handcuffs over Mikey's paw - And Policeman Elephant took poor Mike away - To the Jungle Lockup, where he had to stay. - - Till the Jungle Animals thought that just about - Punishment enough he'd had! then they let him go; - And no better monkey after this than he - In the Jolly Jungle ever climbed a tree - - - - -LITTLE BOY BLUE - -[Illustration] - - - Little Boy Blue, where have you gone? - The cows are eating the tall green corn. - Drive them away or Farmer Lane - Will give you a beating with his cane. - - - - -MASTER SPARROW'S BREAKFAST - - -"Oh, my! what a snowstorm!" Little Dorothy looked out of the window at -the fast falling flakes, which covered up so quietly and softly the -shivering brown grass on the lawn and the trembling rose bushes in the -garden. "How warm they'll be," said Dorothy to herself, "with their -eiderdown covers." - -Just then a little sparrow flew down on the walk and looked up at the -window. "Hello!" said Dorothy, "what do you want?" The little bird -turned his head first to one side and then the other, as if he didn't -quite hear what Dorothy was saying behind the pane of glass. "Don't you -hear me?" she called out, but he turned his head, as if to say, "No!" -Dorothy pushed up the window and called out, "What do you want, birdie?" -but he flew away just across the walk to the maple tree, where he sat -looking at her with his queer little eyes. Every now and then he would -turn his head this way and that way, as if, so Dorothy thought, trying -to hear what she was saying. But Dorothy wasn't saying anything now. She -was so disappointed that her little friend had flown off and that he -should be afraid of her, just because she had opened the window, that -she turned to Mother, who came into the room at that moment, and said: -"Mother, just look at that cute little bird; only just a minute ago he -was hopping on the walk right down here, but when I opened the window to -say 'How-de-doo!' he flew over to the maple tree. See him over there?" - -"I think he is waiting for you to give him some crumbs for breakfast," -Mother answered with a smile. "Run into the dining-room and ask Mary for -a piece of bread and we will see if Master Sparrow won't come back -again." - -"Oh, goody!" cried the little girl, and in a few minutes she was back at -the window with enough crumbs for an army of sparrows. - -"Open the window gently," said Mother, "and throw out the crumbs, and we -will see what Master Sparrow will do." - -Mr. Sparrow did exactly what Mother thought, and Dorothy hoped he would -do. He looked at them with his little bright eyes and turned his head -first this way and then that way, and after that, to Dorothy's delight, -flew over to the crumbs and ate them up as if he had a great, big, -healthy appetite. And when all the crumbs were gone he turned his head -this way and that way (and I think he winked one of his little black -eyes at Dorothy, only I'm not quite sure about this) and flew away. - -"Oh, Mother!" cried Dorothy, "I think that's his way of talking--wagging -his little head--something like the way Bijou wags his stubby tail!" And -Mother said she thought so, too. - - - - -TRANSPLANTING THE FLOWERS - -[Illustration] - - -"Oh, see that wagon full of flowers. I wish we could get some," cried -Bertie to sister Phillis. - -"I'll ask Mother," replied Phillis; "she said the other day that we -might buy flowers for our garden." - -"Good," said Bertie, "where's my bank?" - -And when Phillis found hers, both children ran down the stairs and out -into the street. As soon as they had bought the flowers they hurried to -the yard at the back of the house where each had a little garden. - -"Look, Mother," said Phillis, "Bertie has two geraniums and one lily, -and I have three tulips." - -"They are very pretty," said Mother; "be careful how you handle these -frail little plants. By-and-by they will be stronger." - -Then she helped take them out of the pots and place them carefully in -the earth. - -"Now you must water them. But remember never to water plants if the sun -is shining on them." After everything was cleaned up nice and neat, the -children felt just a little bit tired, so Mother told them they might go -over to the drug store and get an ice cream soda, at which Bertie and -Phillis both gave Mother a great big kiss. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Helps Piggie - - -The next morning as Mrs. Oriole was singing her pretty song, all of a -sudden, a big tramp cat ran up the tree. And he would have caught Mrs. -Oriole right then and there if Little Sir Cat hadn't shouted: "Don't -touch that little bird!" And would you believe it? That tramp cat said, -"I won't!" and began to purr: - - "_Last Saturday night a week ago - I went to the city to see a fine show. - And Sunday morning, just for a lark, - I chased a gray squirrel all over the Park!_" - -and then he grinned like a cousin of his from Cheshire, and climbed down -the tree. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT HELPS PIGGIE] - -Well, all of a sudden, Little Sir Cat said "Phist!" which so frightened -that naughty cat that he ran away, and I guess he's running yet, for -nobody ever saw him again. And this made the little Orioles so happy -that they began to sing: - - "_Oh, how brave is Little Sir Cat! - We like the feather in his hat, - But more than that we like the way - He saved our Mother Bird to-day!_" - -which so pleased Little Sir Cat that he took a cracker out of his pocket -and gave it to them. And after that he said good-by and went upon his -way, and by and by he met a big Turkey Gobbler who was being fattened -for Thanksgiving. But he didn't know it. Oh, my no! He just thought the -farmer fed him nice things because he loved him. - -"Helloa!" said Little Sir Cat, "how is Mrs. Turkey?" But the old Turkey -Gobbler never answered. He just gobbled, gobbled, not food, you know, -but air, for that is the way a turkey talks. - -"I can't understand you. You had better go home and talk to Mrs. -Turkey," said Little Sir Cat, and away he went, hoping next time to meet -a more sociable person. - -Well, pretty soon he saw a little pig caught in the fence. So he helped -him out and then they set off together, and after a while, not so very -far, they came to a big pond where some boys were sailing toy boats. And -they were the funniest, queerest little toy boats you ever saw. In fact, -they weren't boats at all, but big wooden letters. And just then a -little bird began to sing: - - "_Big 'A' and little 'B' - Went a-sailing on the 'C.'_" - -"They're Alphabet Boats," cried Little Sir Cat. "I once read about -Alphabet Town where all the letters were alive,--'A' was an Ant, and 'B' -was a Bee, and if you weren't an artist you couldn't write letters to -your friends." - -"He, he!" laughed little Piggie Porker, "that _was_ a queer place." - -Well, after that Little Sir Cat and Piggie Porker went into the wood to -see Goggle Woggle, a little dwarf who knew just where the fairies and -Giant Oatencake lived. And as soon as Goggle Woggle saw Little Sir Cat -and Piggie, he said: "Let's go up the hill to Giant Oatencake. I've got -a wooden sword and if he comes out of his castle, I'll cut off his -head!" So off they went, Little Sir Cat, Piggie and Goggle Woggle, and -by and by, not so very long, they came to the top of the hill. - -"Wait a minute till I get my sword ready," said Goggle Woggle, and maybe -it took him quite a long time, for he was just a little bit afraid, you -know. And so would you and so would I if we were going to fight Giant -Oatencake. - -But Little Sir Cat said: "Don't be afraid. I'm with you!" and this made -Goggle Woggle feel lots braver. And after that he shouted: - -"Come out of your castle!" - -Now Giant Oatencake was only a great big tremendous cornstalk, and as -soon as Goggle Woggle struck him with his sword, a big ripe ear of corn -fell to the ground. - -"Here is his head," cried Goggle Woggle, as he put it under his arm. -"I'll make pop-corn balls out of it," and he ran back to his big tree in -the wood. And in the next story you shall hear what happened after that, -_unless_ - - _The little mouse in the pantry - Catches my Tabby Cat, - And my little yellow canary - Runs away with a high silk hat._ - - - - -AS I WAS GOING UP MURRAY HILL - -[Illustration] - - - As I was going up Murray Hill, - Murray Hill was dirty; - There I met a pretty Miss, - Very trim and perty. - - "Little Miss, pretty Miss, - If I had a trillion - I would wed you, but, alas! - I only have a million!" - - - - -SANTA'S LETTER FROM DOT - - - Dear Santa Claus, I hope that you - Will find it easy to get through - Our chimney, 'cause if you should stick - Up there where all the smoke is thick, - - What would we do, and what would you, - For goodness sakes, what would you do? - So if you find it is not wise - Enough for you to safely slide - - Down to our room without mistake, - The attic window you must take. - It's quite close to the chimney, too, - And big enough, I know, for you. - - I'll creep up there the day before - And leave unlocked the attic door; - And if I can I'll open, too, - The window so you can get through - - Without the leastest bit of fuss - With all the presents you've for us. - I don't see how you'll tell apart - Our stockings, so you'd better start - - With mine; it's close up to the clock; - The next is father's silken sock; - The others all are just like mine, - 'Cept Jimmy's--his is tied with twine. - - I want a doll with violet eyes - Who, when you squeeze her, "Mamma!" cries; - And little baby carriage, too, - With pillows and a cover blue; - - Some candy and a china set - Of teacups for my dolly pet. - Jim wants a ball, a mask and bat, - A soldier suit, a gun and hat, - - Some candy and a picture book - For rainy days at which to look. - Mother says she'll write to you, - And father says that he will, too. - - Now, please remember what I've said - About the attic overhead; - The window which I'll leave for you - Wide open so you can get through; - - And whose each stocking is, and where, - When you come creeping down the stair, - Good-by, dear Santa Claus, I've wrote - All I can think of in this note. - - - - -THE ANGELS' SONG - - - "Hark!" the herald angels cry - Leaning from the starry sky, - "In a manger Christmas morn - Christ the baby King is born!" - - Near Him stand the lowly kine, - O'er her little babe divine - Mother Mary bends her face - Full of wonder, tender grace. - - Kneeling are the Wise Men Three, - Silent in humility. - In the humble wooden stall - Sleeps the baby King of all. - - On the straw that warms His bed - Shines the halo 'round His head, - Like a little candle's light - Making all the stable bright. - - Hark! the dewy Heavens ring - With the song the Angels sing, - "In a manger Christmas morn - Christ the baby King is born!" - - - - -THE LITTLE RAG-A-MUFFINS - -[Illustration] - - -"I wish I could do something for those poor little Brown children," said -Susan one morning as she and brother Billy sat by the nursery window -reading. "Their father is out of work, and I'm afraid they won't get any -Thanksgiving dinner this year." - -"I tell you what," suggested Billy, "as we have spent all our money, -let's dress up in some of mother's old clothes and make believe we are -rag-a-muffins. We'll slip out carefully tomorrow morning, without making -any noise." - -"That's a fine idea," said Susan. "We can use your water colors to paint -our faces." - -About 10 o'clock Thanksgiving morning the children went quietly upstairs -to their playroom and painted their faces. Then, after dressing, they -crept downstairs and out of the house. Their queer costumes attracted -much attention, and their pretty, wistful ways gained for them many -friends. In an hour, when they had counted their pennies, they found to -their delight that they had over three dollars. - -"Now we had better hurry to the store and buy the things," said Susan. -The kind-hearted butcher let them have a chicken for half price, in -order that there should be no disappointed little hearts over the lack -of sufficient funds. The basket was soon filled to overflowing and on -the top of the vegetables was placed with great care a mince pie. - -The Browns were very grateful and Bobby, Billy and Susan were very happy -to think that they had done it all themselves. - -[Illustration] - -[Illustration: HICKORY, DICKORY, DOCK PUB. BY NAT. ART CO., N. Y.] - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Visits Mrs. Porker - - -As Little Sir Cat and Piggie Porker traveled on they met Sir Launcelot, -the noble Knight of good King Arthur's round table, riding a great horse -with Miss Muffet in the saddle. Well, by-and-by, along came old Dame -Trot with a basket of eggs on her arm. She was singing in a high cracked -voice a funny song that went like this: - - "_Who wants to buy some nice fresh eggs - Laid by a hen with yellow legs, - Yellow legs and a bright red comb, - In a little round nest in my own dear home?_" - -"How much are they?" asked Sir Launcelot, taking a gold piece from his -purse. And of course, she didn't answer but handed the basket to him -with a curtsy. "They are yours, Sir Knight," and, taking the gold piece, -she wrapped it up in her handkerchief and put it away in the pocket of -her short green skirt. - -Sir Launcelot laughed, for he knew that a gold piece was too much to pay -for the eggs, but he was such a generous knight he didn't care. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT VISITS MRS. PORKER] - -Then Piggie took Little Sir Kitten home with him to meet Mrs. Porker and -the little Porkers. And after a while Little Sir Cat set out again to -find his fortune. - -Well, by-and-by, he came to a tall flag-pole at the top of which floated -a beautiful flag with red stripes and silver stars. But Little Sir Cat -didn't know what flag this was, for he had never crossed the ocean blue, -and Mother Goose Land is not on this side of the water, you know. And -then a big bird said, "Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue!" He was -the big American Eagle, only, of course, Little Sir Cat didn't know that -either; he only knew Mother Goose people, you see. - -"Why, I didn't think you could cheer so well," said Little Sir Cat, and -he opened his knapsack and took out a red, white and blue lollypop and -gave it to him, and wasn't that eagle pleased? Well, I should say he -was. He flapped his wings and began to sing: - - "_Oh, I'm the bird as you all have heard - Who fights for the U. S. A. - I love the stars on our beautiful flag - As I watch it wave from my lonely crag, - And I give a screech that is heard afar, - Three cheers for every silver star, - And the bands of red and white and blue, - And the soldier boys who are brave and true, - And the sailor lads on the deep wide sea, - Oh, the U. S. A. is the land for me!_" - -And when he finished he said to Little Sir Cat, "Climb on my back and -we'll fly away, far away, across the water wild with spray, way, way off -to the U. S. A." - -Isn't it wonderful how an eagle could say things like this in rhyme? It -must have been because he was in Mother Goose Land where everybody talks -in poetry. - -"I'm afraid I can't," replied Little Sir Cat. "My mother would worry if -I went so far away." So the big eagle said good-by, but before he left, -he pinned a tiny red, white and blue flag on the little Kitten's coat. - - _On another page of this jolly book, - If you just turn over the pages and look, - You'll find a story about Sir Cat - And the Cow that jumped over the Moon Man's Hat._ - - - - -Dobbin - - Dobbin has an iron shoe - On each of his feet, so you - Can see it's hard for him to go - Anything but very slow. - -[Illustration] - - - - -Ten Little Boy Scouts - - - One little Boy Scout beating a tat-too; - A little comrade heard the call--then there were two. - - Two little Boy Scouts climbing up a tree; - Along came another one--then there were three. - - Three little Boy Scouts standing by the door; - Running out they met a Scout--then there were four. - - Four little Boy Scouts in the water dive; - Another one swam up to them--then there were five. - - Five little Boy Scouts doing lots of tricks; - Their captain called out, "Shoulder arms!"--then there were six. - - Six little Boy Scouts looking up to heaven; - An airship brought another down--then there were seven. - - Seven little Boy Scouts got to school quite late; - They found a scholar in the room--then there were eight. - - Eight little Boy Scouts dressed up very fine; - They caught a little ragged one--then there were nine. - - Nine little Boy Scouts chased a speckled hen; - They bumped into another Scout--then there were ten. - - Ten little Boy Scouts yelling "Hip, hurrah!" - This is all there is to tell--these are all there are! - - - - -THE LITTLE GREEN LADY FROG - - -Billy Bull Frog had a deep bass voice, and every night he would sit on a -big flat rock amid tall sedge grass and sing. There was a little green -lady frog that sang a beautiful soprano, but, you see, his voice was so -loud and strong and deep that hardly any one could hear her when she -sang. She could hardly ever hear herself, for the louder she sang the -more noise Billy would make, till finally the little green lady frog -wouldn't sing at all. - -But this did not make Billy feel badly, because he loved to hear his own -voice so much. The little green lady frog would sit very still on her -lily pad, and would not even look at Billy when he sang. But, oh, dear -me! he was so conceited about his own voice that he thought the little -green lady frog was jealous of him. - -She wasn't at all, and Billy was wrong, and was acting very, very -foolishly. The real truth of the matter was that the little green lady -frog had heard a tree toad singing in a tree quite close to the lake, -and she thought his voice very beautiful, because it was a high tenor, -and it sounded much better when she sang with him than it did when she -sang with Billy Bull Frog. - -At first she hardly dared sing with Tommy Tree Toad, because she was -afraid of Billy Bull Frog, and then, too, she didn't know Tommy Tree -Toad very well. - -But after a while she became bolder and one night, when the moon was -shining brightly in the sky and throwing a silver path from the water -right up to Tommy Tree Toad's tree, she climbed up the bank and stood on -the silver path of the moon and listened while Tommy sang his most -beautiful song. - -And the longer she waited the more she wanted to go close up to the big -tree and sing with Tommy. He kept singing in his beautiful tenor voice, -"Kum-kum, kum-kum!" and at last she hopped along the silver way up to -the big tree. And then they sang a lovely duet together and all the -frogs in the lake held their breath because it was so sweet. - -[Illustration] - - - - -THE PRINCESS LIL - - -The Princess Lil stood on the edge of the lake waiting for her -turtlemobile to take her to her lily castle, which rested on the bright -waters in the center of the lily pond. - -Presently she heard the honk, honk of chauffeur Billy Bullfrog's horn, -and in another moment the turtlemobile swung around the tall sedge -grass. - -"You're late," she said, as she took her seat. - -"I'm sorry, your Royal Highness," said chauffeur Billy Bullfrog, "but -the turtlemobile was tired, and I couldn't make him put on more speed." - -The princess made no reply, but sat gazing at the setting sun's -reflection in the bright waters of the lake. The sky was all fairy -colors, and just above the green tree tops the evening star was shining. - -The turtlemobile glided swiftly in and out among the lily pads and -hummocks of grass until it came to the open water. In the center of the -lake was a beautiful white lily. Here the turtlemobile stopped, and the -Princess Lil stepped out on the smooth green lily pad. Quickly running -across, she tripped lightly down the golden stairway inside the stem of -the beautiful white pond lily. When she reached the bottom of the golden -flight, she opened a little door, and entered her pink and white -chamber. Throwing herself down on a silken couch, she rang a bell, and -presently a pretty little fairy appeared. - -"Lorelei," said the princess, "I am weary; bring me my gossamer kimono, -and do you loosen my hair. Afterwards you may coil it again and fasten -it with a single firefly, as I wish to sit out in the garden after -supper." - -The moon was shining brightly as the Princess Lil ran up the golden -staircase and out upon the big flat lily pad, which was arranged like a -beautiful garden. There were small pink flowers growing in little beds -of moist earth, and winding in and out was a narrow path of tiny shiny -pebbles. Over this the princess tripped until she came to the end of the -path, where she sat down, and began to sing softly, oh, so softly, a -fairy lullaby. - - "_Gently the wind of the dewy night blows, - Over the quivering stream; - While children are sleeping, the fairies are peeping, - Singing to them a dream._ - - "_Over and over, from daisy and clover, - From all of the sweet flower throng, - The fairies are swinging and drowsily singing, - A sweet little hush-a-by song._" - -"Ah!" said the little princess as she finished; "I think all the little -boys and girls are asleep by this time. Indeed, I'm sure they are, for -there goes the blue-bell tinkling 'Nine o'clock!' - -"Good night, sweet moon!" she cried, as she paused before the portal of -her lily castle, "good night, sweet moon!" - -And then the little fairy princess ran down the golden staircase and -disappeared in her pink and white chamber. - - - - -Pussy - - See the Papa Pussy go - Softly on his tippie-toe. - I don t think it's very nice - To catch the cunning little mice. - -[Illustration] - - - - -DOROTHY'S NEW ROLLER SKATES - - -Little Dorothy always begged her mother to loop up one of her window -curtains when she went to bed, that she might go to sleep watching the -stars twinkle, and in the morning see the sun rise, and after he had -risen, see if his goldy locks were all on end, as her own often were. - -One morning she woke up, not quite as early as usual, and found her room -full of light, which seemed to dance about some bright object on a chair -by her bedside. For a moment she lay quite still, thinking that perhaps -it was some fairy's wand which caused such a glitter, and that presently -a real, live fairy, with beautiful gold wings, would perch on her thumb, -and offer to grant her three wishes like other obliging fairies she had -read about. And the very first wish that came into her head was for a -pair of roller skates; and having got fairly awake at last, she saw that -this bright something by her bedside was indeed a beautiful new pair of -skates, so bright that she could see her own happy face reflected in -them! - -"Mother, mother!" she called out, "come quick! Did you or the fairies -bring me these lovely new skates?" - -Mother smiled. "Who do you think?" she asked, cuddling her little -daughter up close. - -"I guess it was you, dear mother," answered the little girl, with a -grateful hug; "you're better than any fairy." - -After breakfast Dorothy hurried off to the park. She strapped her skates -on as fast as she could and was just about to glide away on the smooth -pavement when she noticed a poor little girl standing near, watching her -with almost a hungry expression in her sad brown eyes. "Do you like to -skate?" asked Dorothy. - -"Do I! I just love it; but father had to sell my skates because he had -no money to buy food with." Dorothy sat down again on the bench and -undid the straps, letting one of the skates fall on the ground in her -hurry. - -"You put these skates on just as fast as you can, and then you take as -long a skate as you want to; I'll sit here and watch you." - -When the little girl came back, flushed and smiling, Dorothy said: -"Would you like my old skates? They're not very nice, because one of the -straps is gone, and they are dingy and rusty, but perhaps your father -could put on a new strap." - -The little girl smiled such a glad little smile. "Well, I just guess I -would!" she answered quickly. "You're awfully good to me," and she -looked at Dorothy with such a grateful little face that Dorothy -answered, "Let's go home right away and get them." - - - - -RAT-A-TAT-TAT, RAT-A-TAT-TAT - - -"Look! there go the soldiers," cried Mazie, leaning out of the nursery -window. "Jamie, come quick and see the real soldiers." - -Her little brother left his toy warriors and ran to the window. -"Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat!" went the drums as the troops swung -forward in a long line, the gay flags flying in the breeze. - -"Why, there's Harold Gray's papa!" said Mazie. "There he is, Jamie, on -that beautiful black horse." - -The little boy clapped his hands. "Hurray!" he shouted; "I wish my papa -was a soldier." - -"So do I," cried Mazie; "wouldn't father look fine on a big horse?" - -"I'm very glad he's not," said Mother, coming into the nursery. "War is -cruel, and many of those brave men may never come back." - -Just then in the crowd Mazie saw little Harold Gray holding tightly to -his mother's hand. The little boy's eyes were filled with tears as he -watched his father ride away. - -"Oh, mother!" cried Mazie and Jamie together, catching hold of her hand, -"I'm so glad father isn't a soldier. How we'd miss him if he didn't come -home tonight." - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Sees the Cow Jump Over the Moon - - -One day as Little Sir Cat was riding along on his pony, Dapple Gray, he -met the Cow that jumped over the moon. - - "_Come here to-night - When the moon is bright. - You'll hear a fine tune - When I jump o'er the moon._" - -"All right," he answered, and then he went on his way, and by-and-by he -met Little Dog Muff, who spilt his master's snuff. And, goodness me! How -he did bark! But this didn't frighten Little Sir Cat. No, Siree. He knew -that Muff was only barking for joy. So he put out his paw and said: - -"Helloa, Muff. Have you spilt any snuff lately?" - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT SEES THE COW JUMP OVER THE MOON] - -"No. I haven't," he answered. "I don't live with my master any more. He -wasn't a kind man; so Old Dog Tray got me a good job, and I've been a -watch dog ever since." And then Little Sir Cat rode down the street -until he came to a Pat-a-Cake Baker Shop, outside of which stood a -little boy. - - _Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, - Baker's man, - Bake me a doughnut - As fast as you can._ - -And goodness me! that little boy stuffed a whole doughnut into his -mouth, he was in such a hurry. "Hold on!" cried Little Sir Cat, "don't -choke yourself!" And pretty soon the Baker Man came out of his little -shop and gave Dapple Gray a lump of sugar. "You have a fine horse, Sir -Cat. How much do you want for him?" - -"Nothing." - -"What!" cried the Baker Man, in astonishment. - -"He's not for sale," said Little Sir Cat. And just then the school bell -rang and off went the little boy to his lessons. - -So Little Sir Cat said "Gid-ap!" and rode away with Muff at his heels, -and by-and-by they came to a thick wood. "Don't let us go in," said -Dapple Gray, "for, there may be robbers hidden among the trees." And -just then a fierce-looking man ran out and, seizing Dapple Gray by the -bridle, shouted: "Give me your purse, or I'll make you my prisoner!" - -But Dapple Gray rose on his hind legs and with his front feet knocked -the robber heels over head, and then off he went on a gallop. And after -a while, not so very long, Little Sir Cat saw a great white bird sitting -on a gold egg. "Did you lay that golden egg, Mr. Big Bird?" he asked. -But the great white bird didn't answer. Maybe she was frightened, or -maybe she was waiting for the golden egg to hatch, for just then, all of -a sudden, the shell broke open and out hopped twenty-one little white -birds armed with swords. And one of them was dressed like a captain, -with gold epaulets on his shoulder wings, and one had a drum, like a -regular little drummer boy. And then they all began to sing: - - _We are the soldier birds of the air, - And we need no aeroplane, - For we can fly across the sky - In sunshine and in rain. - And if an enemy comes in view - With our bright sharp swords we'll cut him in two._ - -"Hurrah!" cried Little Sir Cat, and the great white mother bird flapped -her wings, for she was mighty proud to think that she had raised a -little sky army for Mother Goose Land. - - - - - _Jack, be nimble! - Jack be quick! - Jack, jump over the candlestick! - Jack jumped when something - struck his wheel, - For his candlestick - was an automobile!_ - -[Illustration] - - - - -ROCK-A-BYE BABY - -[Illustration] - - - Some might call Tommy naughty - Because he sleeps too long, - But when you're fast asleep, I'm sure - You can't be doing wrong. - - Besides he's dreaming such good dreams - Of boys on time each day, - That never miss a day at school - Or straggle on the way. - - - - -A LITTLE STORY ABOUT THE ROSES - - -The flowers in the big garden were all talking about the new rose that -had just come to stay with them. "Moss Rose is very beautiful," remarked -Peony to the Hollyhock; "you know she was just an ordinary kind of a -rose until one evening, when the Queen of the Fairies didn't know just -where to go for the night, she leaned over and said to her, 'Will you -sleep in the heart of a rose?' and the Queen said of course she would, -and in the morning the Fairy Queen in return for the hospitality gave -her a delicate veil of moss, and from that time she was called the 'Moss -Rose.'" - -"Indeed!" replied the Hollyhock. "How lovely; I wish a fairy would come -through our garden." - -"Perhaps one will," said the Peony. "At any rate the Rose has always -been the queen of flowers, and now that we have a new rose perhaps the -Queen of the Fairies may visit our garden." - -The Hollyhock smiled. "Tell me more," she said. "Do you know any more -stories about red roses, or white roses, or pink roses, or yellow -roses?" - -"Yes, indeed," replied the Peony, "for I love roses; everybody does. You -know the old Romans loved them just as much as we, and they somehow -managed to make them bloom in the winter time. When they wanted to talk -over matters that they did not want repeated abroad they hung a rose -from the ceiling over the table, and all the conversation was called -'sub rosa,' 'under the rose.' The reason for this was because Cupid once -gave a rose to Harpocrates, the God of Silence, and that was what the -old Romans were thinking about when they hung the rose over the table -and talked secrets." - -"How interesting!" said the Hollyhock. "Where did you learn all of these -wonderful things?" - -"Oh," replied the Peony. "I learned it from a poet who used to walk -among the flowers. The daughter of the owner of this garden would sit -and listen to him while he told her stories and legends about roses; -always roses, for her name was Rose, you know." - -"Tell me more," said the Hollyhock, and all the other flowers bent near, -too, for they had heard a little of what the Peony had told and were -anxious to hear more of what the poet knew. - -"He said, I remember," continued the Peony, "that the old name of Syria -meant the 'land of roses' and many varieties came from there, and one, -the 'Rose of Jericho,' was the most wonderful, for there is an old -legend that it grew in the desert in places where the Virgin Mary -touched her feet when flying into Egypt with the infant Jesus; and they -say, too, it will always blossom at Christmas time." - -"How beautiful!" cried all the flowers. "Poets are like us--for their -poetry is the perfume of their souls." - - - - - _Little Bo Peep had lost her sheep, - And didn't know where to find them; - But she turned them all to automobiles, - And now she rides behind them._ - -[Illustration] - - - - -A LITTLE BOY'S DREAM - - - If dreams were only real, just think - How happy I would be, - 'Cause mostly all the heroes come - And have a talk with me - When I'm asleep; if only they - Would come when I'm awake, - I'd like to have my father give - Their famous hands a shake. - I know I'll think that last night's dream - Was best of all I've had, - For such a great, big gentleman - Called out to me, "My lad, - Remember that to fight is brave, - But braver yet to be - A defender of the weak ones, - To set the captives free, - To preserve your country's honor, - And strive all wrongs to right." - I liked him best of all the men - Who visit me at night. - His name is Abraham Lincoln, - The kindest of them all. - I only hope some other night - He'll make a longer call. - - - - -RUTH'S THANKSGIVING DINNER - - -"I wish I could dress up like those Rag-a-muffins!" exclaimed Ruth, -looking out of the nursery window on Thanksgiving Day, "I think it would -be such fun!" - -"Do you, dear?" said Mother, standing behind her little daughter who was -watching a number of children dressed grotesquely in grown-ups' clothes -parade up and down the avenue. - -"Yes, indeed," replied Ruth, "just see the fun they are having." - -"But think how poor they are and how few pleasures they really have; -they are not looking forward to a lovely Thanksgiving dinner," said -Mother, noticing the discontented look on Ruth's face. - -"Don't they get any dinner?" she asked, turning to Mother in surprise. - -"Yes, but only a very poor one; no turkey, no nuts and raisins." - -"Mother," cried Ruth, "could I give my dinner to one of these poor -little children?" - -"How do you mean?" Mother asked, delighted at the generosity of her -little daughter. - -"Well," answered Ruth, suddenly realizing what she was about to give up. -"I mean, Mother dear, could I give _some_ of my dinner to that poor -little boy over there by the lamp post?" - -"Yes, you may," Mother answered, and, touching the bell, she told -Wiggins to bring in the little boy. "Give him a piece of mince pie and -some candy for dessert, Wiggins," she added, "and don't pass the mince -pie nor candy to Miss Ruth at dinner." - -Then Mother came over to where Ruth was standing and, placing her arms -around her little daughter, said, "You know, dear, you are giving up -some of your dinner to make a little boy happy." - -"Yes, Mother," answered Ruth with a smile, "some of my very own -dinner." - - - - -A WELL-GROOMED PUSSY - -[Illustration] - - - Puss, come sit you on a chair - And I will brush your silken hair; - I'll so enhance its satin sheen - That of all cats you'll be the queen. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Kills the Wolf - - -"Hello!" exclaimed Little Sir Cat, "if that isn't Little Red Riding -Hood." Sure enough it was. Just in front of him, tripping along the -path, was a little girl dressed in a red cape and hood. - -"May I help you carry your basket?" he asked politely. - -"Oh, dear!" screamed Little Red Riding Hood. - -But when she saw Little Sir Cat, she said, with a sigh of relief, "I -thought you were the Big Gray Wolf!" - -Well, pretty soon they reached her Grandmother's house, and, knowing -that old women usually like cats, Little Sir Kitten made up his mind to -be very nice indeed to Little Red Riding Hood's Grandmother. - -So he wiped his boots carefully on the doormat, and, with his cap held -politely in his paw, waited in the hall while Little Red Riding Hood ran -upstairs. - -"Come up, Kitten," she called down in a few minutes; "Grandma, wants to -see you. Hang your cap on the hat-rack." - -Then Little Red Riding Hood took hold of his paw, and led him into a -sunny room, where in a big easy-chair by the window her Grandmother sat -knitting. - -"Come here, Sir Kitten, and let me see your nice red top boots," said -her Grandmother. "I always did like cats." And just then the little -canary bird began to sing: - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT KILLS THE WOLF] - - "_Look out for the Big Gray Wolf, my dears. - He has long sharp teeth and pointed ears, - And he roams through the forest dark and dim. - Be careful you don't get caught by him!_" - -So Little Red Riding Hood kissed her Grandma good-by and with Little Sir -Cat started for home. But, oh, dear me! They had gone only a little way -when they heard a noise. - -"Look," whispered Little Sir Cat, "there's the wolf." - -"What shall we do?" sobbed Little Red Riding Hood. - -"Trust to me," replied Sir Cat, "I have my trusty staff. But let's -hurry," and taking hold of her hand they started off on a brisk run. - -Nearer and nearer came a dark shadow, and all of a sudden, with a dismal -howl, the Big Gray Wolf leaped on the path just in front of them. His -cruel jaws were wide open and his long, white teeth snapped with a -dreadful sound. But Little Sir Cat wasn't afraid. He swung his staff and -hit the Big Gray Wolf a tremendous blow on the head. - -"Oh, you brave kitten!" she cried, "you have saved my life!" But Sir Cat -merely smiled and said: "That's nothing, my dear; my father once killed -an ogre!" - -And then Little Sir Cat once more set off to find his fortune, and -pretty soon you will hear something more about him, if - - _A little dog doesn't tie a can - On the tip of his waggy tail, - And a tiny minnow in the brook - Swallow a great big whale._ - - - - -TED FINDS THE RING - - -Jimmy was looking out of the nursery window, watching the big steam -shovel lift the rocks and earth out of the lot opposite, to make room -for the cellar of the house which was to be built there. First the -shovel would scoop down into the earth and then carry the stones and -soil to the wagon into which it dumped its contents. - -Jimmy was kept indoors on account of the mumps, and therefore spent much -of his time at the nursery window watching what was going on outside. He -was very glad, however, when he was able once more to run and watch the -builders lay the bricks and stones, for the work of excavating was over -by this time. When the house was completed, a family moved in. There -were a boy and girl, and the boy was just about Jimmy's age. Very soon -Jimmy made his acquaintance, and soon all three were going out into the -park every afternoon; Ted went too, and also the little dog that -belonged to Jimmy's new friends. This little dog's name was Flip. - -On his birthday Jimmy had a party, and invited his two new friends, -Herbert and Helen, with a number of other children, to come and help him -eat his birthday cake. In this beautiful cake was hidden a little ring, -and the lucky person in whose piece was found the prize, was entitled to -keep it. Every one was very much excited, and each little boy and girl -looked anxiously through his piece in the hope of finding the ring. But -it was not to be found. Suddenly Jimmy, who had given Ted a small bit of -cake, looked down on the floor and there beside Ted's little white foot -was the ring. - - - - -[Illustration] - -Where Does the Water Go? - - When Nursie puts me in my tub - To make me clean and fit, - I wonder where the water goes - When I sit down on it. - - - - -TOBY'S FRIEND - - -Toby was a little French bulldog. He was a very happy little animal, as -his small mistress was extremely fond of him. He had a big armchair with -a fat cushion to sleep on. He also had a collar with his name and -address engraved on it, and a little license tag fastened to it. In -winter he wore a sweater, which he found very comfortable, although not -so becoming. Toby's only regret in life was that he had no playmate. Of -course his small mistress played with him, but he could not answer her -when she spoke to him, except by wagging his tail or by barking. - -One day, while looking out of the window in the nursery he saw a little -dog, with a tin can tied to his tail, running down the street. After him -ran a crowd of boys. Toby barked, as he always did when he saw a dog. In -a minute his little mistress ran up to the window. "Oh, Toby!" she -cried. "Look at the poor little dog. I'll ask mother if I can't bring -him in." In a minute she was in the bright sitting-room, where mother -was sewing. - -"What is it, little girl?" - -"Oh, mother!" she cried. "There is a poor dog with a tin can tied to his -tail, just outside the house, and a lot of boys are tormenting the poor -animal. They are all around him so that he can't get away." - -"Poor dog!" said mother. "Call James and tell him to send the boys away -and bring the dog inside." - -Toby's mistress sped away on her errand of mercy and in a short while -James had ordered the boys off and was carrying the little dog upstairs. -He was very cunning, and Toby made a friend of him at once, but he was -very dirty and had to have a bath as soon as mother looked him over. The -decoration to his tail was removed, much to the frightened animal's -relief, and after his bath he was duly christened Rover. From that time -Toby was never lonely and he and Rover became great friends. Rover was -given a collar and a cushion, of which he was very proud, and he lived -happily ever afterwards in his new home with the little girl and Toby, -the French bulldog. - -[Illustration] - - - - -THE LAZY PINK HEN - - -Once, a long time ago, there was a little girl who lived in a country -where they had all sorts of hens. There was a Green Hen and a Yellow Hen -and a Pink Hen; but the Rooster was Sky Blue. They all sang a different -song. The Yellow Hen said: "Hoop-de-dooden-do! Hoop-de-dooden-doo!" and -the Green Hen said: "Chick-a-chick-chee! Chick-a-chick-chee!" But the -Pink Hen only said "Tra la la! Tra la la!" for she was very lazy. - -Now the Green Hen laid red eggs and the Yellow Hen laid blue ones; but -the Pink Hen never laid any, she was such a lazy thing. - -Well, this little girl thought this would never do, and so did the -Sky-blue Rooster. So, one day, she went to the Pink Hen and said to her: - -"Snail, snail, come out of your hole, or else I'll beat you as black as -a coal!" - -And the Sky-blue Rooster said to her: - -"Twinkle, twinkle, little star!" - -I don't know what they meant by it, but the Pink Hen knew, for she went -straight to her nest and laid a little white egg. The Sky-blue Rooster -was so tickled that he turned fourteen somersaults right off in -succession, and sung "The Star-Spangled Banner" all through three times, -standing on the tip of his longest tail feathers. But the Pink Hen only -said "Tra la la!" she was such a lazy thing. - - - - -THE PROFITEER - -[Illustration] - - - I took some eggs to market - All on a summer's day. - I couldn't get high prices, - So I threw them all away. - - And then, my dears, how awful, - (Exactly as I feared) - The neighbors ran me out of town - Because I profiteered. - - - - -The First Thanksgiving - - -"Come let us sit by the window," said mother, "and I will tell you about -the first Thanksgiving Day of all. Think how many years ago it was that -our Pilgrim Fathers held Thanksgiving Day in America. - -"You will remember that they landed from the Mayflower in the middle of -winter on the cold bleak shores of Massachusetts. During that winter -more than half their number perished from cold and hunger. Nevertheless, -when spring came they set out bravely to work to clear the land and -plant their corn. - -"A friendly Indian named Squanto showed them the Indian way of making -sure of rich soil by putting small fish into each hill, and he taught -them many other things that helped them to live in their new country. - -"When the first autumn came they were so happy at having a good harvest, -thanks to Squanto's help, that when Governor Bradford appointed a day -for Thanksgiving they invited Massasoit, chief of the tribe to which -their friend Squanto belonged, and ninety of his men to a three days' -feast. - -"So you see our Thanksgiving is very American, for the first one was -attended by the Indians, who were here in America long before Columbus -discovered it." - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Sees Cinderella - - -One evening Little Sir Cat came to a small cottage, through the window -of which he saw sitting by the fireside, a ragged girl and a queer -little old woman dressed in a green gown and a high-peaked hat. - -"I do believe that's her Fairy Godmother," he whispered, when, all of a -sudden, the old woman waved her wand, and the next moment the ragged -girl was clothed in a beautiful ball dress, and two cunning little glass -slippers, just like those in the fairy story book, appeared on the -hearth. - -Then a big pumpkin rolled out through the door and turned into a -splendid coach, followed by six little mice, who at once changed into -six beautiful white horses. - -"I'd like to have eaten one of those mice," thought Little Sir Cat, "but -it's too late now." - -Pretty soon the girl walked out in her little glass slippers and stepped -into the coach, the powdered footman jumping up behind as it rattled -down the street and away into the darkness. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT SEES CINDERELLA] - -Little Sir Cat was about to turn away disappointed and hungry, when the -Fairy Godmother opened the window and looked out: "Why, kitten, what -are you doing here?" she exclaimed. - -"Looking for a place to sleep." - -"Come right in," she answered, in a kind voice, and, leaning out, helped -tired little Puss over the windowsill. - -"Take off your boots and make yourself comfortable, while I get you a -nice supper of cake and cream." - -Standing his boots up in a corner of the room, he warmed his tired toes -by the open fire. After he had eaten his supper the Fairy Godmother -said, "You can stay here all night if you wish," and he was so tired and -sleepy that he didn't hear her add, "but you'd better get away early -before Cinderella's two big cross sisters come down for breakfast," for -when he woke up it was morning and somebody was coming downstairs. - -But, oh, dear me! He had hardly pulled on his boots when the door -opened, and in came Cinderella's two cross and very ugly sisters. - -"Good morning!" said Little Sir Cat. - -"Mercy! What's that?" they both screamed, while one of them seized a -long-handled broom, pushed him down the dark cellar steps and bolted the -door. It was very damp and dark, just like a dungeon, and he was just -about to give up all hope when the door at the head of the stairs -opened, and there stood Cinderella. - -"How you startled me!" she exclaimed, with a laugh, looking at his -pretty red top boots. "But after what happened last night I ought not to -be surprised at anything." - -"Of course you shouldn't," he answered. - -"Why, what do you know?" asked Cinderella. - -"I saw you, but I won't tell," he added, as a frightened look came over -her pretty face. "Please give me some breakfast." - -And when he had finished he said good-by, but Cinderella hardly heard -him, for she was still dreaming of the handsome prince whom she had met -the night before. - -And pretty soon--I'll tell you another story--unless-- - - _Tomorrow it rains dogs and cats - And ruins all the children's hats._ - - - - -A LITTLE GIRL'S DIARY - -Monday - - _I love her on a Monday - When hanging out the clothes, - And I'm gunning for the blackbird - That dares trespass on her nose._ - - -Monday morning after breakfast I start for school. Jack and I go the -same way, and he leaves me at the door, so Mother knows I'm safe. When -school is over, lots of us girls go home together. Quite often some of -my schoolmates come home with me for lunch, and then we play in the -house for a little while before we go to the park. Of course, Monday is -Dolly's wash day, so I usually wash her clothes very carefully and hang -them up to dry in the little garden on top of my doll's house. This just -came for Christmas, and I like it so much that I am going to keep it in -order just the way Mother does our house, so that is why I try to do -every day just what they are doing in the big grown-up house. It doesn't -take very long for Dolly's little things to dry, and then I fold them up -and put them in a cunning little clothes basket until the next day, when -I start my ironing. - - - - -THE JOLLY JUNGLE FOLK - -[Illustration] - - - 'Tis July Fourth in Jungle Land, - And down the Forest's Emerald Strand - The animals in gay parade - March 'neath the big trees' leafy shade. - - With horn and trumpet, rattlers loud, - Which Rattle Snake has lent the crowd, - They make a noise that would compare - With a tornado anywhere. - - Our old friend Tommy Tiger grins, - As Mikey Monk some trick begins, - While Harry Hippopotamus - Says, "Don't you dare to make a fuss!" - - Then Oscar Ostrich says "How do!" - As Buster Bear comes into view; - "I hope you have recovered quite-- - Those Bumble Bees know how to bite!" - - "Forget it!" Buster growls with pluck, - "I haven't yet paid Doctor Duck!" - But seeing then their Lion Lord, - They all bow down with one accord. - -[Illustration] - - King Leo, with his tawny mane, - Is sauntering down the Forest Lane, - In all his majesty and pride - His Ladyship close by his side. - - "It must be almost midnight now," - Cries Mikey with a lowly bow; - "Will not your Royal Highness stay - And see the rockets glittering spray?" - - The Roman Candles shoot forth stars, - The rockets circle Jupe and Mars, - When suddenly across the sky - A big black cloud goes drifting by. - - It hides from view the silver moon, - The Jolly Junglers cease their tune; - A hush falls over leaf and root-- - And then the Owl begins to hoot. - - Twelve times he toots his horn-- - "Let's go to bed before the morn," - King Leo cries, "This awful din - Has made my noodle fairly spin!" - - So all the Jolly Jungle Band - Go home to sleep at his command, - And all is quiet as a mouse - Within each Jolly Jungler's house. - - - - -DUCKEY DADDLES - - -Duckey Daddles loved to swim. Every day he begged Mrs. Duck to take him -down to the Old Mill Pond. But she couldn't take him there every day, -for there were lots of things to attend to at home. Besides, it was -quite a long way, and she wasn't fond of walking. - -So one day Duckey Daddles made up his mind to go alone. Off he went on -his floppy yellow feet, wabbly, wabbly down the road, under the Old -Snake Fence and then across the Pleasant Meadow till he reached the Old -Mill Pond. - -Sitting very still on his log was Old Uncle Bullfrog. He was half -asleep, with his hands folded across his white and yellow waistcoat. He -had just eaten a lot of nice green flies and was feeling very contented. - -"Quack! quack! hip! hurray!" cried Duckey Daddles, flapping his wings. -Then he jumped in, spattering water all over Old Uncle Bullfrog. - -"Take care, there!" said Old Uncle Bullfrog, waking up and wiping his -yellow-rimmed spectacles. But Duckey Daddles didn't hear him. He was -standing on his head in the water, gobbling up little fish. - -"What's the use of going home for lunch? I've had mine already!" he -cried. And off he swam around the Old Mill Pond. Suddenly there was a -loud splash. Duckey Daddles turned to see what was the matter. On the -bank stood a number of boys. Duckey Daddles ducked just in time to get -out of the way of a stone that splashed in the water close beside him. - -[Illustration] - -"Swim, you little side-wheeler!" shouted the boys, and another stone -fell uncomfortably near him. - -"Any port in a storm," he said to himself, remembering a story he had -once heard about his great-great-grandfather, Admiral Drake. And Duckey -Daddles paddled straight for a little cove behind a clump of trees. - -It was nearly dark when he finally reached home, for he had to wait a -long time before the boys left the Old Mill Pond. - -[Illustration] - -"Duckey Daddles, where have you been?" asked Mamma Duck. - -"Come over here!" cried his father, laying down the Duckville "Evening -Quack." "What has kept you out so late?" - -Duckey Daddles told the truth, and when he had finished, Daddy Duck -said, "Duckey Daddles, I won't punish you because you've told the truth. -But next time look out! I shan't ask any questions." - -[Illustration] - - - - -THE COASTING PARTY - -[Illustration] - - - The hill was fine for coasting, - The snow was well packed down, - And Sammy Black and Margie White, - And little Billy Brown, - - And also pretty Winnie Green - And graceful Gertie Gray-- - Now, please, my little readers, - Don't imagine what I say - - Means really that these boys and girls - Were painted all this way; - If so, such colored children - Would be a bit too gay! - - Their fathers' names were Mr. Black, - Or Mr. White, or Mr. Brown; - And, funny, too, it was Greenville - The name they called the town. - - Well, just as I was saying, - The coasting was immense, - And after school the boys and girls - Were ready to commence. - -[Illustration] - - The sleds were in a big, long row, - All tied together, too, - As Sammy Black lay down to steer - The merry-making crew. - - He didn't seem to mind the wind - That o'er the snowdrifts blew, - That made his cheeks so bright and red, - His stubby nose so blue! - - "Come on, you fellers; hurry up! - Quick, girls, get on your sled! - And push against the other ones, - I'm fixed to go ahead!" - - The last sled little Billy Brown - Then pushed with all his might, - And down the hill the train of sleds - Began its snowy flight. - - Such yells and cries! and "Hold on tight! - Don't drag your feet! Keep still! - Don't lean so far upon the right, - Or else we'll have a spill!" - - Each face was beaming with delight, - Each voice was loud and shrill, - The train was going all its might - And nearly down the hill. - - Just as they reached the bottom, - The front sled gave a swing, - And plump into a big snowdrift - They went like anything! - - The Blacks were mixed up with the Whites, - The Browns on top of Green, - A sort of coast kaleidoscope, - With sleds stuck in between. - - And when they all were sorted out, - No easy thing to do, - They found that almost every boy - And girl was black and blue! - -[Illustration] - -[Illustration: PETER, PETER, PUMPKIN EATER PUB. BY NAT. ART CO., -N. Y.] - - - - -[Illustration] - - A frog he would a-wooing go - In a very stylish way, - So he bought a frogmobile, you know, - And the lady frog said "Yea!" - - - - -THE HOBBY HORSE - -[Illustration] - - - Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat on a fine horse - Is galloping off for Raspberry Cross. - When he gets there if he says "Please, Ma'am," - A lady will give him some raspberry jam. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Meets "The Maiden All Forlorn" - - -After leaving Cinderella's house Little Sir Cat continued his journey -with a happy heart, for had he not had a fine night's rest and a good -breakfast, and for a traveler that is a good beginning. The road now led -through the country, with well-kept farm lands on either side. - -"That looks like the House That Jack Built!" he exclaimed, as he neared -a big farm house. Sure enough it was, for there in the meadow close by -was the Cow With the Crumpled Horn, and leaning against the turnstile at -the corner of the fence was the Maiden All Forlorn. - -"Good morning, Miss," said Little Sir Cat, but for an answer the maiden -began to cry. - -"Don't cry," he said, wiping the tears from her eyes, for he was a very -tender-hearted puss. "Don't cry." - -"I can't help it," whimpered the Maiden All Forlorn. "You'd cry, too, if -you'd been kissed by the Man All Tattered and Torn." - -"Did it tickle?" inquired Little Sir Cat. - -"Tickle!" exclaimed the Maiden All Forlorn. "It scratched! But where are -you going?" - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT MEETS "THE MAIDEN ALL FORLORN"] - -"Where am I going?" he repeated. "Why, I'm seeking my fortune." And then -Piggie Porker began to cry. I guess he felt that nobody cared much about -him for the Maiden All Forlorn hadn't noticed him at all. - - "_Nobody, nobody cares for me, - I feel as lonely as can be. - I'm a character in Mother Goose, - So I consider you've no excuse - Not to speak a word to me, - Piggie Porker, diddle dum dee._" - -"You naughty pig," said the Maiden All Forlorn, "how did you get out of -your sty?" So he told her how Georgy Porgy had teased him until he had -run-away. Well, after that she invited Little Sir Cat to visit the House -that Jack Built, which was just a little ways off on the green hill. So -the three went through the stile and by-and-by they found Jack himself -making a garage in which to keep his new automobile, for in Mother Goose -Land, now-a-days, automobiles are quite the thing, you know. - -But, oh, dear me! As soon as the Dog that Worried the Cat saw Little Sir -Kitten, he commenced to growl. But pretty soon he stopped, and, wagging -his tail, asked about Old Mother Hubbard's dog. After that all the -people who lived in the House that Jack Built came out to say "How do -you do," even the Man All Tattered and Torn, and the nice old Priest All -Shaven and Shorn, and the Rooster Who Crowed in the Early Morn. And, let -me see! Who else greeted Little Sir Cat? Why, Little Boy Blue with his -bright tin horn, and the Sheep that Trampled the Waving Corn, and, oh, -dear me again, I can't go on like this any longer, unless I can find a -word to rhyme with corn. - -"I must be going, my pretty maid," said Little Sir Cat, gallantly taking -off his hat with the long feather and bowing. Then away he went to find -his fortune. - -And maybe he will in the next story, unless-- - - _The big high church steeple - Falls down on the people._ - - - - -[Illustration] - -Little Jack Horner - - - Little Jack Horner sat in the corner - Of his father's candy shop. - He held in his thumb, not a sugarplum. - But a licious lolly-pop! - - - - -How Mister Breeze Saved Marjorie's Easter Lily - - -It was Easter morning and the happy bells from belfry and steeple were -ringing out the glad Easter tidings. Sunday School was just over and -Marjorie walked through the Park on her way home. In her arms she -carried a large pot of lilies and a little fluffy yellow chick,--a tiny -fuzzy yellow chicken,--which she had received from the Sunday School for -Easter. The flower pot was rather heavy, and after a while, Marjorie -became tired, so she sat down on a bench to rest. Crossing one little -fat leg over the other she carefully balanced the lily on her knee, and -tucked the small chicken under her arm for safe keeping. It was quite -windy, and the ribbons on her hat stretched out behind like the tail of -a kite, but Marjorie didn't care nearly as much about her pretty Easter -hat being blown off her head as she did about the lilies being broken by -the mischievous breeze. It made so much noise rustling the dried leaves -and branches, that she didn't hear a big white bunny creep up softly -behind the bench. He looked cautiously around with his bright pink eyes, -but there was nobody near. The big policeman, who had passed but a -moment before with a smile and a nod to Marjorie, was far down the -path. The nurse in gray uniform with the pink and white baby in the -smart English carriage, had disappeared in the distance, and, best of -all, Marjorie's face was turned the other way. So up jumped Mr. White -Bunny on the back of the bench, and creeping along the narrow top rail, -commenced very softly to nibble the beautiful green leaves of the Easter -Lily. - -[Illustration] - -The little yellow chicken saw him, but he didn't say a word to Marjorie; -he just snuggled up under her arm. - -Perhaps the bunny looked as big as a polar bear to the fuzzy yellow -chicken. At any rate, the little chicken never peeped! He wasn't going -to take any chances with a big animal like that! - -A sparrow close by tried his best to tell Marjorie that her lovely lily -was being devoured, but she only laughed when he fluttered his wings and -twittered. - -"Isn't he pretty?" she thought. "He's a funny little fellow," and she -watched him hop about, not understanding that he was trying his best to -save her Easter flower. - -Even the mischievous breeze began to feel sorry for the little girl and -tried to blow away the leaves from the bunny's mouth, but Mr. Bunny -crept up closer and quietly kept on nibbling. This was too much for the -mischievous little breeze. He gave another hard puff, almost overturning -the flower pot. - -Marjorie gave a little scream when she saw what Mr. Bunny had done, and -then of course he scampered away. - -"You naughty little rabbit," she cried, lifting up the half-eaten leaf, -"just see what you've done to my lily." - -"If you had paid attention to me it wouldn't have happened," twittered -the little sparrow. But of course Marjorie didn't understand him. - -"I saved the lily for you," whispered the mischievous breeze, as she -started for home. And I think she understood him, for she laughed as she -pushed back her curls, as much as to say, "You needn't muss my hair all -up telling me so, Mr. Breeze!" - - - - - "_Mary, Mary, quite contrary, - How does your garden grow?" - "Oh, now that I have a car," she said, - "It grows twice as fast, you know._" - -[Illustration: _Harvey Peake_] - - - - -WHAT TO DO AT NIGHT - - - Outside my window in the tree - The owl toots on his horn. - (It will be dark until the lark - Comes singing in the dawn.) - - Above the sky one little star - Looks down with friendly eye. - (Thro' all the night it won't be light - Until the sun's on high.) - - It seems so long to wait to play - I've 'most forgotten how. - I guess I'll go to sleep and dream - About the fairies now! - - - - -A JOKE ON UNCLE JIMMY - - -"Hurrah!" cried Jack, "here comes the snow!" Sister May came to the -window and looked out. "If it keeps on like this, Jack, we'll be able to -build a snowman today. We'll take that old silk hat of father's to put -on his head and he will look so jolly." - -"I'll tell you what we'll do," said Jack laughing at the idea that -suddenly came into his head. "Uncle Jimmy is expected late this evening. -Now, we'll make Mr. Snowman close to the walk--we might almost put him -on the walk, and then we'll dress him up in some old clothes, so he will -look very natural. Perhaps we can fool Uncle Jimmy." - -"I don't see just how," remarked May thoughtfully, "unless it is so dark -that Uncle Jimmy will almost run into him." - -"That's just it," answered Jack. "If it keeps on snowing all day, and -doesn't stop even when it's dark, our snowman will have a good chance to -fool almost anybody." - -In an hour or so there was enough snow on the ground for the children to -commence. "May," said Jack, as he finished rolling the ball which was to -be Mr. Snowman's head, "I'm going to build this snowman close to the -walk so he will look just like a man standing by the tree, and perhaps -we can think up something to make Uncle Jimmy imagine he is being -attacked by a highwayman." - -"You goose," said his sister, laughing; "how will you manage that?" - -"You just wait," said Jack, "I'll work out some sort of a plan." - -The snowman grew bigger every minute. It was getting dark, and at a -little distance the snowman looked as natural as life. But how to make -him scare Uncle Jimmy was the question. All the afternoon Jack had -cudgeled his brains for an idea, but in vain, and here it was almost -time for the climax. - -Suddenly Jack gave a whoop of delight. "I've got it! I've got it!" In a -moment he was rushing inside the house, and in a few minutes returned -with a long rope. "May, stuff the right coatsleeve with snow, while I -climb up the tree." In a few minutes Jack had the rope over an -overhanging limb, and having tied one end to the wrist of Mr. Snowman's -right arm, he led the other end around the side of the piazza. - -"Come on, May," he cried excitedly, "I see Uncle Jimmy coming!" Both -children darted behind the house as the front gate clicked. Up the walk -came Uncle Jimmy and just as he got abreast of the tree Jack let go the -rope and the right arm of Mr. Snowman hit Uncle Jimmy on the shoulder. -There was a smothered exclamation, and then Mr. Snowman's hat flew off -his head like a cannon ball. - -A hearty laugh followed and before the children could escape Uncle -Jimmy, guided by the long rope, darted around the side of the house and -Mr. Jack Joker was being treated to a face massage of cold snow. Uncle -Jimmy was not any too particular about some getting down Jack's collar, -either. When his nephew finally begged for mercy Uncle Jimmy let him up -and gave chase to May. What a scramble! And what a lot of screams! May -had seen Jack's good-natured punishment, but nevertheless she didn't -want any of Uncle Jimmy's facial treatment. Just then, kind fate -intervened, and mother opened the door. "What are you children doing?" -she called, peering into the darkness. "Come in at once!" - -"All right," answered Uncle Jimmy, and with a rush they all ran for the -open door. - -After kissing him mother turned to Jack and said: "Goodness, what makes -your face so red? Why, it's all wet!" - -"I'll run up stairs and fix up," answered Jack hurriedly, and off he -went. Uncle Jimmy smiled. "That snowman of yours, Jack, tackled the -wrong fellow, don't you think so?" But Jack kept right along going -upstairs, so good-natured Uncle Jimmy didn't say another word. - - - - - Goosey, goosey gander - Whither do you wander? - Of your winged motor car - Are you growing fonder? - -[Illustration: _Harvey Peake_] - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Saves the Pussy from the Well - - "_Ding, dong bell, - Pussy's in the well!_" - - -When Little Sir Cat heard that he whipped up Dapple Gray and pretty soon -he came to a crowd of people standing around an old well. Just then a -crooked-nosed man let down the water bucket and pussy crawled in and was -lifted up dripping wet, but still alive. - -"Where is the naughty boy who put her in?" asked Little Sir Cat. But -nobody knew. I guess he had run away, as bad boys generally do after -they have done something they know is wrong. - -"Give her to me," said Little Sir Cat, and he started to ride away when -Little Polly Flinders who sat among the cinders said, "I'll take her -home and warm her by my fire!" - -All of a sudden, a regiment of soldiers came by. And when the Lord High -General saw Little Sir Cat, he came forward and said, "Will you play the -little drum for us?" And what do you think this little kitten replied? -You know already, I'm sure, but I'll tell you just the same. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT SAVES THE PUSSY FROM THE WELL] - -"Yes, my Lord," he answered, and then the leader of the fife and drum -corps handed him a little drum, and Little Sir Cat started right in to -play just like a regular drummer boy. And the way he made that little -drum sound was just wonderful. The whole regiment began to cheer, and -one big captain said, "Three cheers and two tigers for Little Sir Cat!" - -And, goodness me, the cheers that went up from that regiment were heard -all over Mother Goose Land and everybody asked everybody else what was -the matter, and the little yellow bird, whose name I'm going to tell you -some day, told them it was for Little Sir Cat. Then all the Mother Goose -People began to cheer and when the regiment heard them, they asked what -was the matter, and the little yellow bird told them who were cheering. - -Wasn't that a wonderful little bird? - - _Diddle Dum! Diddle Dum! - Went the little drum, - As Little Sir Cat marched off to war - Beating the drum sticks o'er and o'er._ - -Pretty soon they came in sight of the enemy, and all the big guns were -rushed to the high places and the infantry spread out in long, thin -lines, with the cavalry in the rear. All of a sudden the bullets -sputtered and the big shells screamed, and, oh, dear me, the little drum -couldn't be heard at all, although Little Sir Cat beat on it with all -his might. By and by the enemy ran away. Then the tents were set up and -the field where they had been fighting looked like a tented city, only -it didn't have any little church or school house. - -At last, when everything was quiet, the general pinned a gold medal on -Little Sir Cat, who felt very proud, and told his little drummer not to -be afraid for he would never let the enemy get him. - -And pretty soon you will find another story--unless-- - - _The postman in the morning - Gives me a candy pill, - And the doctor sends me a valentine - Instead of a great big bill._ - - - - -A LITTLE GIRL'S DIARY - -Tuesday - - _I love her on Tuesday - As she irons smooth and clean - Her little dolly's dresses - With the tucks and frills between._ - - -Tuesday, directly after lunch, I play with my doll's house. You see, I -have all the work to do for Dolly, and so I take out the clothes from -the basket in the doll's house kitchen, and smooth them out, ready for -ironing. There is a cunning little ironing board, besides two small -irons, for "Ironing Day." There are lots of things to iron, all Dolly's -table linen and the cute little sheets and pillow cases and towels, too. -Oh, dear me! Sometimes I feel that Mother has a pretty hard time with -our big house when I see how it bothers me to keep Dolly's house in -perfect order. - -Sometimes, before I have finished, my little friend Eleanor Gray will -come in, and want me to go out with her. Then we both take our hoops and -go to the park and play all afternoon. As soon as I get home I put Dolly -to bed, before I have my own supper, because if I don't, very often I -haven't time to attend to her afterwards and she has to sit up all -night, which must be very tiresome even for a doll. - - - - -BILLY LOVES CANDY - - -Billy was only five years old, but he had learned to like candy! You -small boys who are hearing this read to you needn't look surprised. It -probably was very natural to you to like candy, but that is no reason -why Billy didn't have to learn. He first began on a peppermint stick; -one of those lovely sticks with red lines running curly upwards, and -white inside, with hollow tubes running through, so that you can suck an -orange with it--well, it was just this sort of a stick that Billy first -tasted, and at first he didn't like it, but as he got a taste almost -every day, he finally was just as fond of it as was his little master. -There, I have let the cat out of the bag, or the dog--and there is no -use in my telling any more of this story, for you know all about it now. -That is, you know who Billy is, and that's all there really is to this -tale of a little dog. - - - - -DICK'S VALENTINE - - -The front doorbell rang furiously and Mary, knowing that it was snowing -and blowing a gale outside, answered the ring as fast as she was able. - -Two shivering little figures stood upon the doorstep, one a small boy, -10 or 12 years of age, who surveyed her a moment quite as coolly as she -surveyed him. Deliberately stepping into the lighted hallway, he dragged -with him his little companion, a shivering mite of a girl, almost hidden -in the folds of a ragged coat. This coat he suddenly jerked from her -shoulders, saying: - -"Here's a valentine for the lady wot lives here!" Then, turning, he ran -rapidly down the steps and disappeared around the corner into the snowy -darkness. - -Aunt Dorothy at that moment entered the hall, but, before she had time -to speak the little waif thrust a piece of paper into, her hand, with -the simple explanation, "Dick writ it." - -Aunt Dorothy took the crumpled note and unfolded it carefully. After a -few minutes she managed to read the scrawling letters: - - "This little girl ain't got no folks and no place to stay; so - she's been staying in a box with straw in it with me nights. - I've fetched her to be your valentine. She's hungry. - - "DICK." - -Aunt Dorothy's eyes filled with tears. "Mary, take the child into the -kitchen and give her something to eat. I will come presently and perhaps -I can find out what is the best thing to do." - -Mary led her down the hall. - -"A valentine!" she ejaculated. "Blest if I don't think this is the -queerest piece of business I ever seen!" Her manner softened a little as -she watched the greediness with which the child devoured the big slice -of bread and butter, and when Aunt Dorothy came down she found her -"valentine" seated in Mary's own rocking chair before the fire, while -Mary herself, down on the floor, had the almost frozen feet in her lap. - -Aunt Dorothy sat down near them and watched Mary for a few minutes in -silence. "Now that you feel better, my child, tell me where you live?" - -"I don't live nowhere," answered the child, "'cept with Dick--he's got a -big box with straw in it. I crawled in one night after they took father -away--the police, you know." - -Aunt Dorothy sighed, "Give her a warm bath, Mary, and make a bed on the -lounge in my room. I will try to find something which will do for a -nightdress." - -The poor little, wondering child was soon wrapped in a warm shawl and -curled down on the lounge. Suddenly she raised herself on her elbow: - -"Dick said there was angels that lived somewhere and took care of folks. -Are you one of them?" - -"No, no, child," said Aunt Dorothy gently, "I am only Aunt Dorothy. Go -to sleep." - -"Yes'm; but I do wish Dick was a valentine, too! It's very cold in his -box." - -Aunt Dorothy and Mary sat up late that night hastily making warm -garments for the small mite; but they considered themselves well repaid -by the delight with which they were put on in the morning. While the -happy little waif was taking her breakfast in the kitchen the bell rang, -and when Mary answered the ring she found Dick standing in the doorstep. -He shambled bashfully in, and in a moment the child's arms were around -his neck and her face pressed close against his cold and grimy one. - -When Aunt Dorothy came down she found her "valentine"-bringer refreshed -by a breakfast the like of which he had never before tasted, sitting by -the fire with the "valentine" at his side. Dick rose as she entered, -still holding both of the little hands of his small companion. - -"I ain't got much to tell you, ma'am. I'm Dick the boot-black, an' this -here little girl I found one night last week. Me and Joe Rafferty had -been to a movin' picture show, and when I comes out it was late an' -pretty cold, so I runs all the way to the box. The box is a big box down -by Higley's warehouse, an' I sleep in it. An' I finds this little girl -a-curled up in it asleep. I felt kinder sorry for so small a mite, so I -covered her up with some old carpet rags. - -"I seen folks sendin' valentines for presents an' thought some one ought -to like a little girl better than a picture. I seen you one day, ma'am, -give a lame man some money, an' I followed and seen where you lived. An' -I says to myself if you was so kind to a man you'd be kind to a little -girl that had no one but me to look after her." - -"I think I'll keep my valentine, Dick," she answered, looking into the -fire with a smile. "I never heard of sending one back, I believe. And I -think I'll send one myself too. I will give you a letter to a man who I -think will give you a position as an errand boy." And so Dick had a good -job as a messenger boy in a big dry goods house, where he grew up to be -a very useful man. - -[Illustration] - - - - -THE ALPHABET ANIMAL CIRCUS - - -Jamie has been studying his alphabet all the morning, but somehow the -letters got twisted and wouldn't follow each other in their regular -order. By and by mother said: "Let us wait awhile; perhaps the letters -will come more easily to my little boy if he takes a rest now." - -[Illustration] - -So Jamie ran out to play and soon forgot all about the alphabet. But -that night, after he had fallen asleep, he had a most wonderful time. -All the alphabet letters came trooping into his little bed and said to -him, "Jamie, come with us to the Circus!" And pretty soon he found -himself in a big white tent. All of a sudden the Letters ran together, -and, jumping on top of one another, formed themselves into a lion. - -Jamie clapped his hands and laughed outright. At this, all the letters -tumbled down, and, calling to him to follow, jumped into the ring and -made a giant rooster. - -[Illustration] - -"Hurrah!" cried Jamie, "you're the most wonderful alphabet I ever saw!" - -[Illustration] - -"Glad you think so!" cried the Letters, and then they all tumbled apart -and raced across the tanbark floor. He followed as fast as his legs -would take him, when, all of a sudden, a funny little squeak made him -turn his head. Some of the alphabet letters had formed themselves into a -queer little pig, who cried, "This little pig went to market," but when -Jamie ran up to play with him all the letters jumped apart and scampered -away. "Come, we'll show you the man who owns the circus!" After much -scrambling and climbing on their part, the circus owner appeared, -wearing a high silk hat. - -[Illustration] - -Jamie had hardly time to bow politely, when all the letters tumbled -apart and there stood a great, big elephant. But, goodness me! In -another minute the elephant fell apart and again the Letters shouted, -"Follow us, Jamie!" and away they raced, and before he could stop he -bumped into a tall giraffe. - -[Illustration] - -"Oh, what fun!" cried Jamie. "I wonder what will happen next?" - -"Hello, my little man!" cried a voice close at hand. Jamie looked -around and there stood the Alphabet Clown smiling at him. - -"How do you do, Sir!" answered Jamie. - -[Illustration] - -"Here are the pictures of my two brothers," said the Alphabet Clown, -showing Jamie two photographs; "there weren't enough letters to go -around, so when I'm acting, I just show their pictures, and when they -are acting, they show mine." No sooner had he finished speaking than the -Alphabet Letters tumbled apart, and the clown disappeared. - -[Illustration] - -A big rhinoceros next came into view as the Alphabet Letters kept up -their merry pranks. By this time, Jamie was hardly surprised at -anything, his friends, the Alphabet Letters, were doing so many funny -things. - -[Illustration] - -[Illustration] - -"Tickets!" cried a voice at his side. A little Alphabet Man sitting on -an Alphabet Chair looked at Jamie as if expecting him to hand over his -ticket at once. Just as he was about to explain how the Letters had -brought him to the circus, the little man fell apart, and all the -Letters laughed and said, "Never mind your ticket, Jamie--follow us!" - -[Illustration] - -"Bow-wow!" said the little Alphabet Dog as Jamie ran up to pat him. -"Don't turn into letters just yet," he begged, giving the little dog a -hug, but with a merry laugh the Letters jumped apart and Jamie saw a -pretty horse, who lifted his right fore leg to shake hands with him. But -the Alphabet Horse lasted no longer than the other animals, and the next -instant a funny man, with a big E for his eye and nose and a capital C -for his mouth and chin, and a big D for his cap, stood before him. A big -V made the front of his coat and vest, and a capital I his back, while a -large W and X made a pair of funny legs. - -[Illustration] - -"I wonder who he is?" thought Jamie. - -"I'm the Lion Tamer," answered the man, as if reading the little boy's -thoughts. - -"Are you?" said Jamie. "I saw your lion the first thing--just as I came -into the tent. Aren't you afraid you'll lose him?" - -[Illustration] - -"I'm more afraid he'll lose me," replied the Lion Tamer. He was quite -right, for at that instant the Alphabet Letters fell apart and a pretty -girl stood in his place. - -[Illustration] - -"I'm the Circus Queen, little Jamie," she said with a smile, and then -she gave him an alphabet kiss, which looked just like the letter O, I -guess. And then the Letters tumbled apart and the Circus Queen -disappeared. - -[Illustration] - -But they were not idle, these wonderful Alphabet Letters. They ran ahead -for a little way and then, all of a sudden, arranged themselves into a -beautiful white cow, which looked to Jamie very much like the one in Mr. -Jones' big pasture. - -[Illustration] - -"Where's Mother?" cried a loud voice, and Jamie saw a small elephant -looking anxiously about. A big J made a most beautiful trunk, while a -capital M served for two sturdy legs. An S made a nice tail, and the -other letters finished his body very satisfactorily. - -"You'd better hurry," advised Jamie, "or the first thing you know the -Letters will get tired of making you an elephant, and turn into some -other sort of animal." - -[Illustration] - -And Jamie was right, for the next instant there was no little elephant, -but instead, a quiet looking camel, with two big humps. - -In a few minutes, the camel, too, disappeared, and the wonderful -Alphabet Letters ran over to the other side of the tent, and the next -thing Jamie saw was a funny little man whose make-up consisted of only a -few big letters, but who nevertheless seemed a very important person. -He stood just outside of a door over which was printed in big red -letters, - - "ALPHABET - MOVING - PICTURE - SHOW" - -[Illustration] - -"Come to the 'Alphabet Moving Pictures,'" he called out. "Come and see -'Alphabet Movies'!" Upon a big white screen the letters of the alphabet -arranged themselves into a wonderful picture of Washington Crossing the -Delaware. Jamie clapped his hands. Then the next picture came along, as -his friends, the Alphabet Letters, jumped down and without any confusion -re-arranged themselves. The next picture was very wonderful--George -Washington planting the British Flag at Fort Duquesne. Jamie made up his -mind to ask Mother when he got home all about it. In a jiffy, the -Letters again fell apart, and a picture, which little Jamie could -understand much better, was shown. "Hurray! Mother Goose!" shouted -Jamie, kicking up his feet so high that down fell the big white circus -tent, and he awoke to find himself in his own little bed, with his feet -up underneath the sheet, holding it up just like the tent where the -Alphabet Letters had done all the funny things. - -[Illustration] - -[Illustration] - -[Illustration] - -Jamie rubbed his eyes, just as Mother came in. "Well, I guess I'll know -my alphabet to-day," he said. After breakfast he told Mother where he -had been, and when she asked him to say his alphabet, he recited it -without a miss. - -"Wasn't it lucky I went to the circus with the "'Alphabet Letters'?" he -asked, and Mother said it certainly was. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Tries to Comfort Bo-Peep - - -Often while with the soldiers Little Sir Cat thought of his dear home at -the castle and the quiet silver moat full of silver fish that darted -here and there in the sparkling water, and maybe he wished he was back -at the castle, but he was too brave a kitten to say so, you may be sure. - -Day after day they drilled and marched, and at last they came up with -the enemy again and there was a dreadful battle and, when it was all -over, Little Sir Cat found himself at the edge of a wood with a bullet -wound in his leg. He couldn't march any more, so they left him alone -with his little drum, and when night came down he was faint and hungry -and very miserable. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT TRIES TO COMFORT BO-PEEP] - -Well, by and by, when the big moon was high in the sky, and all was -quiet, except for a little breeze that wouldn't go to sleep, but played -hide and seek among the leaves on the tall dark trees, a little owl said -to him: - - "_Cheer up, little comrade, - And beat your little drum, - For nothing now shall hurt you - Since I to you have come, - For I will bring you comfort, - So never, never fear. - Cheer up, little comrade, - For help is very near._" - -And when morning came Little Jenny Wren gave him a wonderful herb that -cured his leg in less than five hundred short seconds. So he started off -again on his journey and pretty soon he met Little Bo Peep. "I've lost -my sheep and cannot tell where to find them." - -"Leave them alone and they'll come home, bringing their tails behind -them," shouted Little Boy Blue, as he passed by with his bright yellow -horn hung over his shoulder. "My sheep get into the meadow every day and -my cows get in the corn, but they always come home at night, bringing -their tails behind them." - -"That's because you wake up in time to blow your horn," answered Bo Peep -between her sobs; "but I've no horn and--boo, hoo--no more sheep and -little lambs--boo, hoo"---- - -"Don't cry, I'll help you find them," said Little Sir Cat. - -Well, they hadn't gone very far when they saw little pieces of wool -clinging to the bramble bushes. - -"Here are their little tails!" shouted Bo Peep. "They can't be far -away!" And sure enough, in a few minutes they saw the sheep and the -little lambs in a meadow. - - _Oh, Little Bo Peep - Has found her sheep - And now she'll take care to mind them. - No more will they roam, - For she'll lead them home - Bringing their tails behind them._ - -And pretty soon you will find another story about Little Sir Cat-- - - _Unless you lose this pretty book - And cannot find it tho' you look - Inside the silver sugar bowl - And down the cellar in the coal._ - -[Illustration: TOM, TOM, THE PIPER'S SON Pub. by Nat. Art Co., N. Y.] - - - - -THE LITTLE WHITE HOUSE ON THE HILL - - -It was the night before Christmas. Outside a cold wind blew the snow -about in clouds, penetrating the cracks and chinks of the little old -white house on the hill. Before the small fire of driftwood, which tried -its best to warm the little bare room, sat Mrs. Whitcomb, wondering -sadly where the money was to come from to buy the turkey for the dinner -the next day. - -Mrs. Whitcomb's eyes filled with tears as she remembered the happy -Christmas of a few years previous, when the children's father was alive. -Just then an excited ejaculation from Madge in the doorway startled her. - -"Mother, dear!" she cried, running in, followed by Billy, "I've just -been thinking of that story you read to us last year about the money -that was stored away behind the old family portrait over the -mantelpiece. Don't you remember how it fell down when the little boy, -who was locked in the closet for being naughty, kicked the closet door -till everything shook and shook; and then down fell the portrait, and -the bags of money just emptied themselves all over the floor?" - -"I'll be the bad boy if you want to put me in the closet," offered -Billy. Mrs. Whitcomb looked up with a sad smile, as she took Madge in -her lap and placed an arm around him. - -"Suppose we make believe the old mirror is a portrait," she said. - -"And I'll make believe I'm naughty," added Billy. "It will be the first -time I've ever had to make believe!" - -Madge jumped off her lap and ran to the closet. "Come, mother," she -called, "make Billy go inside!" In a moment he was shut in, and even -Mrs. Whitcomb began to laugh, for Billy's acting was almost as real as -if he had indeed been a bad boy and was undergoing a just punishment. -One of the candlesticks tumbled over on top of the tiny mahogany box, -knocking it off upon the floor. It broke open on the hearthstone, and as -Mrs. Whitcomb stooped to pick up the broken pieces she uttered a cry of -joy. - -"Come here!" she called, "come, see what I've found," and she held up a -five-dollar gold piece before Madge's delighted eyes. - -"Oh, mother, darling!" screamed Madge, "where did it come from?" - -"What's the matter? Let me out!" yelled Billy from the depths of the -closet; "let me out! What's the matter?" - -Madge rushed over to the closet, but in her excitement found it -difficult to turn the key. - -"What's it all about?" cried Billy. - -"Oh, Billy," gasped Madge, as she twisted and turned the handle, "what -do you think? Mother has found a five-dollar gold piece!" - -"Goodness me!" exclaimed Mrs. Whitcomb, after the noise and excitement -had subsided, "how in the world I ever forgot that I put that money away -for safe keeping in that little box years ago is beyond me. But I did, -and it isn't a dream!" - -"No, indeed, mother!" cried Madge, pinching the gold piece, "it's as -real as can be!" - -"Let's all go down to the village and get the dinner things," suggested -Billy. - -By the time the celery and vegetables, the nuts and raisins, together -with the big, fat turkey, were safely packed, the basket was fairly -bulging over. - -"Oh, what a feast we'll have tomorrow," gasped Madge. They set the heavy -basket down before the mantel-piece, as mother closed the outer door and -came in. "What a jolly dinner! I'm so glad Billy and I got to talking -before going to bed. Wasn't it lucky I remembered that story?" - -"Yes, indeed," answered mother, smiling away, as she unpacked the basket -and stowed away all the good things in safe places until the next day. - -"Just like a play," volunteered Billy, "with me as the hero!" - -"With Madge as the author," said mother. - -"Right you are, mother dear," answered Billy, "only without the great -acting on the hero's part there would never have been any success to the -play. That closet wasn't such a joke after all!" - -"No, indeed," laughed Madge, "you shall have the wishbone for your -reward, Mr. Hero Actor." - - - - -A LITTLE GIRL'S DIARY - -Wednesday - - _I love her on a Wednesday - When she kneads the snowy dough, - For the dimples in her elbows - Make such a pretty show._ - - -Wednesday, as soon as I get back from school, if cook is making bread I -beg her to let me have some of the dough, and then Dolly sits by me -while I make it into all sorts of pretty little cakes and things, and -put it in the oven in the stove--I mean, of course, the doll house -stove, for the kitchen is all fitted up with everything just like a real -kitchen. There is a big dresser, and shelves full of tin pans, and -crockery. There is a cunning, little towel on a wooden roller, and a -sink with faucets, and real water. The range is heated by electricity -and really cooks the cakes, only Dolly and I don't eat them, for mother -says our cook's are better, so we eat little pieces of cookies instead. - -Of course, if it is a nice day, I go out to the park on my roller -skates, or take my hoop, but I usually get time before I go to help -Dolly with her household duties. - - - - -[Illustration: _Harvey Peake_] - - _The Man in the Moon, - Came down too soon, - And asked his way to Norwich. - In his crescent machine, - Made of cheese so green, - He drove off after his porridge._ - - - - -HOW JAMIE PLAYED TROUBADOUR - -[Illustration] - - -Jamie had received a violin for Christmas, much to his delight, for he -was very fond of music and wanted to learn to play the violin more than -any instrument he could think of--even his big drum, which sometimes he -would beat with all his might after a long, long lesson on his violin. - -[Illustration] - -When New Year's Day came he made up his mind that he would make believe -he was a little troubadour. So he tucked his beloved violin under his -arm and set gaily forth. On the next block lived a little girl named -Rosalie, of whom Jamie was very fond. When he reached the house in which -she lived, he stopped before the big parlor window which was quite close -to the sidewalk, and, taking his violin from under his arm, commenced to -play. Very soon, who should come to the window but little Rosalie -herself, and as soon as she saw Jamie she opened the window and leaned -out. - -"Why, Jamie," she cried, "are you playing for money?" - -"No," replied Jamie, quite indignantly, "I'm playing for _you_." - -"How lovely," answered Rosalie, "and how beautifully you play!" - -Jamie's face became quite red when she said this, and he almost made a -mistake in the music. But he kept on playing, and very soon there was -quite a crowd around him. Just then an old gentleman said, "Look out, -little Juliet--you may catch cold!" - -"Why, it's Grandpapa," cried Rosalie, and in another minute he and -Rosalie were pulling the little musician and his beloved violin into the -house, where they all had a merry New Year's afternoon, with cake and -ice cream. - - - - -FRIENDS OF OURS - -[Illustration] - - -When did human beings first begin to love dogs? So long ago that we have -forgotten just when it all started, but some of the oldest writers and -artists whose works have been preserved up to the present time have left -us words or pictures which show that the dog is a very ancient friend of -man. - -Little Egyptian boys and girls, playing on the banks of the Nile, -probably loved their dogs as well as Brooklyn children love theirs. In -that old country the dog was particularly well liked, and it is said -that when a family dog died all the people of the household shaved -themselves. This was an expression of mourning, and was a mark of -respect for the dog. - -Egyptians had a special reason for honoring the animal which has always -been used as a symbol of faithfulness. In lower Egypt the prosperity of -the people depended upon the Nile River. Every year it overflowed its -banks, giving the dry land a much needed drink and making possible the -raising of different crops. The people watched for the overflow with -great anxiety, fearing that it would not take place. At the time of year -when the overflow was due a certain star appeared in the sky, which we -know as Sirius. When they saw that the Egyptians drove their cattle to -high pastures and left the lowland to be watered by the river. In time -the people began to associate the constant appearance of the star with -the overflow which meant so much to them, and they began to think that -the star watched over them, as a good dog watches the home of its -master. So they called the star the "Dog Star" and worshipped it, and -also lavished a great deal of love on all. - - - - -LITTLE STORIES OF FAMOUS ANIMALS - -How a Cow Set Fire to a Big City - - -It is said that Nero, when he was Emperor of Rome, set fire to the city, -and watched the flames from a high tower, while he sang to his lyre -verses on the burning of Troy. He then laid the blame on the Christians, -whom he persecuted with great cruelty. Afterwards he rebuilt the ruined -portion of Rome with great magnificence, erecting a beautiful palace for -himself on the Palatine Hill, which was called Nero's golden house. - -This was all very long ago, for he killed himself with a dagger in the -year 68 when, after many cruel deeds, the Senate condemned him to death. - -In 1871 there lived in Chicago, Illinois, a woman named Annie O'Leary -who has since become known throughout the country as the owner of the -cow that set fire to Chicago. One evening this cow, while being milked, -became unruly, and kicked over a kerosene lamp. Soon the whole city of -Chicago was in flames and Mrs. O'Leary's cow probably rang her cowbell -quite as frantically as did the Emperor Nero complacently fiddle while -his beautiful city was burning. - -Though Chicago was destroyed by one of the most terrible fires in the -world, the city was rebuilt in a year or two, even better than before. -Prior to the fire, it was one of the newest cities in the country, for -in 1830 there were only a few families there besides the soldiers in the -fort which Uncle Sam had built in 1804. - -So you see the people were not discouraged, although Mrs. O'Leary's cow -had burned up their beautiful city. - - - - -THE MILKY WAY - -[Illustration] - - - When nursey bids me drink my milk - It gurgles down my throat - Just like the gurgle of the waves - Beneath a sailing boat. - -[Illustration] - - - - -COASTING - - - Hip-hurrah! away they go - Gliding over the glittering snow, - Down the hill at a furious rate, - Over the lawn and out through the gate. - Jimmy in front is squeezed pretty tight, - But what does he care,--he's safe all right! - Billy, the motorman, guides the wheel - Which steers the sled on its runners of steel. - Flossie is cuddled up next to Bill, - And last on the sled is Sister Jill. - Hip-hurrah! as on they glide, - Isn't it lots of fun to slide? - Up again to the top of the hill - Dragging the sled for Motorman Bill. - Then once more they get into place, - All aboard! for another race. - What is more fun I'd like to know - Than coasting over the glittering snow. - - - - -A LITTLE GIRL'S DIARY - -Thursday - - _I love her on a Thursday - When she darns a gap that shows - In the sombre socks of Father - Or Brother's careless hose._ - - -Thursday, Mother teaches me how to mend. She says that every little girl -should know these things. Father gives me a penny for every hole I mend -in his socks, and brother Jack gives me little presents; once he gave me -a whole set of furniture which he had cut out with his fretsaw. - -There is one nice thing about Dolly--she very seldom has a hole in her -stocking. If she did, I hardly know what I would do, for Father and Jack -keep me pretty busy--at least, Mother laughs and says they do. Learning -all the accomplishments of a grown-up woman is pretty hard work, and, -really, I often wonder how I'll ever get any time for play in the park. -Mother, however, finishes lots of my duties so that I shan't miss my -regular hours in the open air with my friends. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat and Mary in the Garden - - "_Mistress Mary, quite contrary, - How does your garden grow?" - Sang Little Sir Cat - As he doffed his hat - To the cockle-shells all in a row._ - - -It was a lovely garden, full of flowers and shrubs, and in one corner -was a little girl playing with pretty shells on a pile of sand. - -"Come in and play with me," she said. So he jumped over the garden wall, -but he didn't stay very long, for he wished to find his fortune, you -know. - -Well, after a while, as he journeyed on he came to a bridge, and, all of -a sudden, whom should he meet but Sir Launcelot of the Lake, that noble -knight whom you remember he had met a long time ago. And when Sir -Launcelot had reined in his great charger he cried out in a loud voice: - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT AND MARY IN THE GARDEN] - -"Come with me, Kitten!" So Little Sir Cat sprang up lightly behind the -noble knight and together they rode across the bridge and out upon the -King's Highway. And after they had gone for many miles, they came -across Little Miss Muffet who sat on a tuffet. But this time she wasn't -running away from the big cruel spider who had sat down beside her. - -"Whither are you bound, little maid?" asked the knight. And then without -waiting for an answer he leaned over and lifted her up into the saddle -beside Little Sir Kitten. And wasn't she glad to see our little traveler -again? Well, if you had only been there you would have laughed with joy, -for she was so happy that she hugged him again and again. - -After a while they came to an old mill where the rusty, dusty miller -ground the corn for the farmers. "Please let me down here," said little -Miss Muffet, "for mother asked me to bring home some meal." So the kind -knight pulled in his great steed and Little Miss Muffet ran into the -mill. - -But Sir Launcelot didn't wait, for he wasn't going back, you see, so he -and Little Sir Cat called out good-by and went upon their way. And the -sun shone down and glittered on the bright armor of the noble knight and -pussy cat felt very proud to be riding with him. - -"You shall go with me to King Arthur's Court," said Sir Launcelot, "for -little friend Tom Thumb is with my good king and he has told all the -knights what a good comrade you are." - -Towards evening, they came to the Court of King Arthur where all the -knights were eating their evening meal at the great round table. But -when they heard the hoof beats of Sir Launcelot's great horse, they ran -outside to greet him. Little Sir Kitten was taken into the great dining -hall and placed on the right hand of King Arthur and merry was the -feast that followed, for they had all heard of brave Little Sir Cat and -loved him and Mother Goose, although they had grown up to be great -strong knights. - -And pretty soon you will find another story--unless-- - - _The friendly clock upon the wall - Should strike out three times playing ball._ - - - - -LILY'S CIRCUS - - -Captain Morton was an officer in the United States Army and for many -years had lived in the far west--that wonderful country where the sun -blazes down upon miles of grassy prairie, undulating to the horizon as -if it were a great heaving sea, the little hillocks rising like dark -waves upon its surface. - -Over those vast plains roved the Indians, hunting antelopes, wolves, -etc. At these times the "red man" looks his best; mounted on his swift -pony, his gaudy blanket and bright feathers gleaming in the sunshine, -his long black hair streaming in the wind, he seems truly the "noble -savage." - -To control these savages, soldiers were needed on the plains, to prevent -war parties from dashing into little frontier villages, stealing horses -and cattle, burning barns and houses and murdering the people who were -trying to cultivate the prairies, to turn the great plains of dry, burnt -grass into fields of wheat and beautiful green meadows. - -All Indians are not wicked; but the tribe near which Captain Morton was -stationed was extremely wild and cruel, and refused to live on friendly -terms with white people. - -All day and all night the "tom-tom," or big drum, was being beaten by -the Indians; for the time I am telling you of was just after that -dreadful battle, when the great Indian chief, Sitting Bull, killed brave -General Custer and half of his noble regiment of cavalry. This success -had made all the other Indians very fierce and restless, and the small -garrison of which Captain Morton had command were kept busy day and -night ready for attack. - -But Lily, Captain Morton's little daughter, did not trouble herself -about danger. She was not allowed to go out of the garrison inclosure, -but she played with her chickens and her little pony, which her father -had bought and trained for her. Its name was Tecumseh Sherman, after the -general of the army, but Lily called it Tic for short. It soon followed -her in and out of the log house and wherever she went, and showed a most -decided liking for anything of a red color. When Lily wore a red dress, -Tic would take a fold in his mouth and pull her about, and even knock -her down in his play, for he never meant to hurt her. In the evening -Lily's little sidesaddle was put on Tic, and she would gallop over the -prairie with her father. - -One morning Lily rushed into the house calling out: - -"Mama, mama, here's a circus! Come and see! It's right outside the -door!" - -Sure enough, just outside the garrison was a great crowd of gayly -dressed people, and near the front were six girls mounted on ponies, the -saddles beautifully embroidered with beads, and fine large umbrellas -over their heads made of red, white and blue cloth. These were -princesses, daughters of the great chief of the tribe. Lily ever after -talked of them as the "six Pocahontases." - - - - -A LITTLE GIRL'S DIARY - -Friday - - _I love her on a Friday - When the house is upside down - And her golden hair is muffled - In a twisted turban brown._ - - -Friday is the last of school for the week, and Saturday is coming. There -are two reasons why I like Friday. One is that it is the last day of -school week, and the other--because tomorrow is Saturday. - -I do just about the same things on Friday, that is, school as usual, and -then a romp or walk in the park, rolling my hoop or skating on my -rollers. But at home I'm very busy. It's doll's house cleaning day, and -oh, dear me! I have to brush it out from attic to kitchen. It is a lot -of work, for all the rooms have carpets or hardwood floors with little -rugs, and everything must be dusted thoroughly. I do my hair up just as -regular grown-up cleaners do, and by and by Dolly's house is all done. -For a little girl it is hard work, and Mother says she thinks I will -make a fine housekeeper when I grow up. I hope I won't get another -doll's house next Christmas, for I don't see how I could run two houses -at once. - - - - -LILY AND THE PAPOOSE - - -"This is 'Annuity Day,' Lily," said her father. "Get your hat and we -will go and see the Indians get their clothes and provisions for the -next year." - -"What is 'Annuity'?" asked Lily. "Is it Indian for birthday?" - -"Well, yes, it is sort of a birthday, for the United States Government -gives a good many presents that day to the Indians--food and clothes for -the men, women and children for a whole year." - -"Well, let's go," said Lily, "and I'll just touch one of those papooses -with my own hand if I get near enough. I think they are just dolls. No -real, live baby would stay quiet tied on a board and fastened up all in -a bunch to its mother's back. They do wink their eyes, that's certain; -but I can make my Rosy wink her eyes, too, only I have to pull a wire to -get her to shut them." - -So off started Lily with her papa, and soon they came to an open space, -in the center of which was a great pile of blankets, clothing, bacon, -flour, corn, coffee, sugar, tobacco and many other things which good -Uncle Sam gives once a year to his "wards," the Indians. Around this -pile of things sat a large circle of Indians, men, women and children. -The men were, as a general rule, well dressed in tight leggins, with -strips of gay bead embroidery down the sides; deerskin or calico shirts -fringed with tiny bells and tassels of colored worsted and bright -feathers in their scalp locks. The women wore flannel pantaloons and a -single calico slip, and a blanket drawn over their heads. - -Many of these wild people had never seen a little white girl before. -They gazed at Lily's fair skin and long bright hair with great interest. -One old man wrapped in a buffalo robe advanced waving his covering like -some immense bird flapping its wings. When he got near Lily he stood -still, saying: - -"Washta papoose! Washta papoose!" (Pretty child! Pretty child!) and held -out his hand, saying: "Howe-howe?" (How do you do?) - -And now Lily found a good opportunity to decide whether the funny little -objects on the Indian women's backs were dolls or "really babies." - -While the Indian agent and his clerks were busily distributing the -"annuities," giving to the chief of each band the allowance for himself -and his family, Lily went up very close to the squaw who had a -black-eyed bundle tied upon her back, and stood for several minutes -absorbed in contemplation. - -"Is that a real, live baby, ma'am, or a doll you keep for your little -girl?" asked Lily very politely. - -The squaw, of course, did not understand a word she said, and only -responded: "Ugh! Howe! Washta papoose!" as a general expression of her -good will. So Lily presently put out her hand very softly and touched -the bundle. - -What a scream! Even the dignified chiefs turned their plumed heads to -find out what the cause of the noise could be. - -There was the papoose shrieking on its mother's back, proving most -positively its claim to be considered a "real, live baby," and there was -a drop of bright red blood on its little brown arm. Lily had stuck a pin -in the Indian baby to find out if it was alive or not. - -Poor little girl! She stood frightened and trembling, crimson blushes on -her cheeks, and two great tears just brimming over her eyes. Not until -she had made a peace offering of candy to the baby, and left it -contentedly sucking away at a peppermint stick, could she be consoled -and interested once more in the strange scenes around her. - - - - -[Illustration: Harvey Peake] - - _There was an old woman - Who lived in a shoe, - She had so many children - She didn't know what to do. - But she mounted the shoe - On a big motor car, - And now there is room - For them all without jar._ - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Meets Jack and Jill - - _Jack and Jill - Went up the hill - To fetch a pail of water. - Jack fell down - And broke his crown, - And Jill came tumbling after._ - - -As Little Sir Cat came to a pretty cottage, a yellow bird sang this Old -Mother Goose song. And just then a little girl and boy ran out of the -front door, and said: - -"Mother, come see a cat with red top boots!" - -"Don't wait, children. Get me a pail of water, for father will be home -soon for dinner." - - _So Jack and Jill - Went up the hill - But, oh, dear me, I hate to tell - They spilt the water when they fell._ - -And poor Little Sir Cat's boots were spattered all over. But he didn't -care, for the big warm sun soon dried them, and he set off once again on -his journey through Mother Goose Country, and by-and-by he came to a -giant's castle on a big high mountain. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT MEETS JACK AND JILL] - -"Come in," said the great big man. "You can sleep in my fur cap--it will -make you a fine bed." - -When Little Sir Cat woke up in the morning the sun was shining through -the window and it was time to get up. So he hurriedly dressed, for he -didn't know what time the Giant had breakfast and he didn't dare be -late, and ran down to the dining room, where the Giant was just about to -eat his buckwheat cakes and maple syrup. After they had finished, the -Giant took him out to the stables and showed him all his horses. "I have -a very small horse which I will give you," he said, and he led Little -Sir Cat into another stable. There stood Dapple Gray, only, of course, -he seemed like a little toy to the Giant, for his other horses were all -giant horses, you see. And wasn't Sir Cat glad to see the little pony? -Well, I guess he was, for he was tired walking and one of his boots had -a hole in the toe. - -"Oh, I'm so glad to see you, little master," whinnied Dapple Gray, as -Little Sir Cat untied the halter and jumped on his back. - -Well, after a while as he rode down the mountain he came to a little -cottage all covered with climbing rose vines. In this cottage lived a -shepherd and his wife who tended the sheep in the big meadow close by. -"Are they little Bo Peep's?" asked Little Sir Cat; but the kind-faced -shepherd said no, so Little Sir Cat rode on, and pretty soon you will -hear what happened to the poor Lady Bug, _unless_ - - _The Sun tomorrow morning - Should go upon a strike, - And want a penny extra - To do his daily hike!_ - - - - -A BELL TALE - -[Illustration] - - - There was an old sheep - With a bell on his tail. - It rang with a clatter - And clanged with a wail. - - Whenever that poor little sheep - Hove in sight - The birds and the beasts - Disappeared in a fright. - - - - -HOW A TORTOISE KILLED A GREAT POET - - -There was once a boy in olden times who dreamed that he could write -verses, and the dream came true, and he became a very famous writer. And -the way it happened was that this boy, whose name was Æschylus, fell -asleep one day while guarding the grapes in a vineyard. He dreamed that -Bacchus, the god of the vine, came and told him that he could write -poetry. Immediately he awoke and tried, and to his delight he found out -that it was true. - -He kept on writing, and afterwards became very famous. In those days -prizes were given for the best tragedies, and at the age of 41 he won -his first prize. He wrote, also, many wonderful plays, and for many -years was esteemed one of the greatest of tragic poets. - -When quite an old man, he was sitting in a field, plunged in deep -thought. An eagle, which was flying overhead, mistook his bald head for -a stone and dropped the tortoise which it was carrying in its claws to -break its shell. The force of the blow killed the famous poet and -warrior, who had fought in the Battle of Marathon and received great -honors for his bravery as well as thirteen prizes for his tragedies. He -might have written a great many more if the eagle had not dropped the -tortoise. - - - - -EASTER ON A FARM - -Finding Eggs Is Much Fun, but Hiding Them First Is More Fun - - -Easter was coming in a week and Donald, Elizabeth and Ruth were going to -invite their two cousins to an Easter Egg Hunt. - -Their mother had agreed to give them one egg out of every six which they -brought in to Mary, their good-natured cook, and it was surprising how -many egg nests these industrious little folks discovered in -out-of-the-way places around the big barn and the farm buildings. - -In fact the family had never been so plentifully supplied with eggs -before, and their mother laughingly remarked that she thought it would -be a good plan to continue the arrangement indefinitely, to which the -children gave their hearty consent. - -The day before Easter they had almost two dozen. With the help of their -mother they dissolved the various colored powders which they had -purchased at the drug store and poured the liquid into several tins. It -was great fun boiling the eggs in green water, or yellow water, or blue -water, as the case might be, and after they were all done, what a -pretty pile of rainbow-colored eggs! - -"Old Speckle and Rosy Comb wouldn't know what to make of them now, would -they?" remarked little Ruth. - -"No," answered Donald, "I wonder if we'd get a pink rooster if this one -was hatched!" he added, jokingly, holding up a brilliant carmine egg. - -"Well, let's hide them; you hide yours first, Ruth, 'cause you're the -youngest. Remember, for goodness sake, where you put them in case we -can't find them." - -You see, the game was for each one to hide his share, and when all the -eggs were hidden they were to invite their two cousins over and -everybody was to hunt as fast as he could, except, of course, for his -own eggs, so as to get as many as possible, for "findings were -keepings." - -It took little Ruth quite a while to hide hers. She put a big red egg -carefully in the oat bin and covered it over with oats. The next one she -put deep down in the bran bin, and then she looked around for another -safe place. There was father's old coat hanging on a nail by the harness -room. In the pocket nearest her she slipped a green egg carefully lest -it fall through a possible hole in the well-worn garment, but the lining -was sound and the egg was safe out of sight. - -The door of the harness room was ajar. Ruth stepped inside and looked -around. The very thing! An old tin can stood half-hidden in the corner -behind a pile of rubbish. In went the purple egg, and now she had only -two left. - -"What shall I do?" said Ruth to herself. Just then an old lantern -hanging on the wall met her eyes, and in a moment she had carefully -lifted the dingy shade and placed an egg inside. Only one egg was now -left, and soon that was tucked away behind an old picture advertising -harness, which rested on a beam running along the side of the wall. - -"No one must hunt for his own eggs," said Donald. "Then it will be fair -for all. All ready!" and away they went. - -The two cousins had been told that the barn, the wagon house and the -orchard were the places where the eggs were hidden, and in a few minutes -a yell was heard in the barn. Dan had discovered Ruth's green egg in the -overcoat pocket. - -"I've got one!" screamed Ruth from the wagon house, as she pulled out a -yellow beauty from under the seat of the old buggy. Then a shout was -heard from Donald, and the can in the corner of the harness room gave up -its prize. - -"Who'll get the last one?" Here and there they ran, looking with the -utmost care, but the little egg still defied the hunters. "Let's give up -and let Donald have it," they at last agreed, and Donald, proudly -marching up to a big cherry tree, from a crotch of a limb just above -their reach picked out a red egg, the only one that had resisted -successfully all efforts of capture. - -[Illustration] - - - - -WHEN ROBIN RED-BREAST ARRIVES - - -Everybody loves Robin Redbreast. Who of us in early spring is not -gladdened by the sight of this red waistcoated little chap hopping about -on the lawn? But few of us stop to think that our robin is totally -unlike the English robin, the dear old Robin Redbreast of nursery days; -he who covered with leaves the Babes in the Wood and was shot by the -Sparrow with his little arrow! - -The Redbreast of Europe is only half the size of our robin, being about -five inches and three-quarters from the tip of its bill to the end of -its tail feathers. Its color is a yellowish olive-brown. The throat and -breast are of a reddish orange color, and this gives to him the name of -Redbreast. - -They remain all the year round, and when the fields and gardens are -covered with snow, making it difficult for them to obtain food they come -up to the door steps, picking up the crumbs which are thrown to them. -When they are well treated they soon become very familiar and make -themselves quite at home, entering the cottage door and often roosting -confidently over night in the warm kitchens. Their trust and confidence -have made friends for them everywhere and they become domestic pets in -almost every country in Europe. Their song is sweet and plaintive and -is heard from early spring until late in the autumn. In this respect -they are very like our own bluebird. - -English books of natural history are full of interesting narratives of -the beautiful confidence in man shown by the Redbreast in selecting a -place for its nest. - -Our pair chose for their nest a shelf in a schoolroom in which there -were seventy children and directly over the heads of a little class of -girls, who never once disturbed them. One of the little birds died and -the parents carried out its dead body during school hours. The other -four little robins were fed and reared, day by day, in the presence of -the seventy children. Do you wonder that the boys and girls of England -are so fond of their Robin Redbreast? - -The robin of North America belongs to a very different family--that of -the thrushes. It is nearly twice the length of the English bird and more -than twice its size. Audubon calls it the Migratory Thrush, because it -leaves us when winter comes on and does not return until the frost is -out of the ground. - -Like the robin of Europe, our bird also has a confiding disposition. It -builds its nest early in the spring, long before there are any leaves to -hide it. It is a devoted parent and when taken sufficiently young is -easily tamed and becomes strongly attached to its benefactor. - -With the coming of the first robin we feel sure that spring is here. -Looking out of the window, we see our little friend with his red breast -shining in the sunlight, singing his simple song of faith and hope. - - - - -AFTER MOTHER'S SAID GOOD NIGHT - - - When I'm in bed I feel so small, - And all the shadows seem so tall. - The little light out in the hall - A thin bright line throws on the wall; - It squeezes thro' the crack between - The half-closed door and nursery screen. - - And after I have said my prayer - And mother's footstep on the stair - Grows fainter, fainter, fainter, there - Creeps over me a sort of scare; - It prickles me from toe to head - And seems to wiggle all the bed. - - But if I cuddle down and keep - Real quiet, and don't kick my feet, - And have the clothes all smooth and neat, - Why, pretty soon I fall asleep; - And then the fairies from their glen - Play with me till it's day again. - -[Illustration] - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -The Fire-Engine - - _Lady Bug, Lady Bug, fly away home; - Your house is on fire, your children are gone!_ - - -Sang the little yellow bird whose name I shall tell you some day when -Little Sir Cat finishes his journey through Mother Goose Country. - -And just then the fire engine went by, so he jumped up behind and away -they went over a bridge across the River Dee near which the Jolly Miller -on his pillow found a flea. - -Well, pretty soon they came to a meadow in which a little bush was on -fire. And right there close beside it, was the poor Lady Bug flapping -her red wings wildly in fear and panic for hidden under the bush were -all her little lady bugs. - -"Oh, save my children!" she cried. - -Little Sir Cat scrambled under the thicket but the brambles kept -catching in his boot straps and pulling him back. So he kicked them off, -taking care not to burn his bare toes on the hot stubbles, and carefully -felt his way through the smoke until he finally reached the nest near -the heart of the thicket. There lay all the Lady Bug's children, -hundreds of them huddled together, frightened and smothered nearly to -death. - -[Illustration: THE FIRE ENGINE] - -"Oh, I hope they are not quite dead," he said, tenderly picking up the -smallest one. "But what shall I do now? How can I carry them all out?" - -Then, quick as a wink, before the fire reached him, he picked them all -up and put them in his hat. - -"Hurry, my brave fireman!" called the Mother Lady Bug; "save my -treasures." - -And in less time than I can take to tell it, he carried them out of -danger. - -Just then up came Dapple Gray, so Little Sir Cat said good-by and rode -away. - -By-and-by, he whispered to Dapple Gray, "Yonder stands the lady who rode -you far away. Do you want to run right by her, or do you want to stay -behind this clump of bushes until she walks away?" - -Dapple Gray made no reply. He stood perfectly still and didn't even peek -around until the lady was out of sight. So that was answer enough for -Little Sir Cat, and he rode off towards a little church, for it was -vesper time and the bell was ringing for the people to come to worship. -Pretty soon the organ began to play, so he stopped to listen, and so did -the stars and the big moon up in the sky. They didn't move, but shone -right down on the little white building. After a while he got down and -led Dapple Gray into a grove of trees and lay down on some leaves for -the night. And pretty soon you shall hear how he and his pony had -another adventure,--unless-- - - _A giant goes down the street for a stroll, - And thinks a peppermint stick is a barber's pole._ - - - - -[Illustration: _Harvey Peake_] - - There was an old woman lived under a hill - On auto'bile wheels that wouldn't stand still. - So she drove around selling her cranberry pies,-- - And she's the old woman who never told lies. - - - - -The Little Goose-Girl - - -Many years ago there lived a little goose-girl named Helena. Every -morning at sunrise she left the hut where her mother lived, and trudged -away in the midst of her flock of geese. All day long she stayed in the -fields with them to see that they did not wander away, and in the -evening she brought them back to the village. - -The hamlet she lived in was very small, and Helena had the care of all -the geese in the place. Ten of the flock belonged to her mother, the -rest belonged to the neighbors. - -Helena was almost as fat as the fattest goose in her flock. Over her -plump, freckled face she wore a flat cap, and her flaxen hair in two -long braids down her back. Her waist was black, without any sleeves and -opened in the front, while the sleeves of her smock were full and long. -Her skirt was very short and full, and plaited all around the waist. In -summer she went barefooted, but in winter she wore thick stockings and -wooden shoes. - -She carried in her hand a long stick, with which to manage her goose -family, but she was kind-hearted and never struck them hard. Her little -dog, Hero, helped her keep them in order. He was so well trained that -when they wandered away, he would bark and snap at them until he -frightened them back. - -[Illustration: THE GOOSE GIRL PUB. BY NAT. ART CO., N. Y.] - -Every morning at sunrise the geese waited in front of the huts for -Helena. Amid a great squawking and hissing they were collected from door -to door, and when the flock was all gathered, Helena drove them off to -the feeding ground, a low flat marshy place, near the river, where they -delighted to waddle in the greenish pools and coarse grasses. - -Helena had collected a pile of stones on a dry spot which was a little -higher than the marshy ground around it, and here she would sit on her -throne, like a queen looking over her goose kingdom. - -When dinner time came, she would take from a basket a slice of very -coarse bread, almost black, a piece of cheese, or a slice of thick, raw -sausage. When she had finished eating, she would take from the same -basket her spinning, and with her distaff she twirled the thread around -and drew it through her fingers. This was the old-fashioned way of -spinning, and even now one often sees girls and women with their -distaffs spinning in the fields while they watch their cows or sheep or -geese. - -There were many beautiful flowers growing in the marshy land, and when -Helena grew tired of spinning, she gathered violets and forget-me-nots. -She would make a wreath of blue lilies and yellow dandelions and hang it -about her neck. Sometimes she would make a collar for her dog, and once -she made a wreath for a pet gander, but he twisted his long neck and ate -up the flowers, at which Helena laughed, showing that she was a happy -little girl, although she did have to tend the geese all day. - - - - -RISING TIME - -[Illustration] - - - Pussy's asleep, and the little gray mouse - Is looking about the quiet house. - But oh, dear me! If Pussy should wake - The little mouse wouldn't get any cake. - - - - -FEBRUARY - - -Dear Boys and Girls--Did it ever occur to you that February is a famous -month, for in it were born two of the greatest men that ever lived, -George Washington and Abraham Lincoln? - -Perhaps the determination of Washington never to allow himself to be -discouraged in the face of tremendous difficulties and treachery stands -out as one of the biggest factors in his character. - -Looking back through history every boy as he gazes on the face of -Washington feels a thrill of pride; the Father of His Country, the man -who never told a lie, the man who never admitted there was such a word -as "fail." - -And when we turn to Lincoln, who in the crisis of our country's welfare -stood like a rock and brought order out of chaos, preserved the Union, -"now and forever," and, with "malice toward none," brought the men of -the North and the men of the South under the Stars and Stripes again as -brothers--we find the Savior of our Country. - -For the boy of to-day two such men as Washington and Lincoln are an -inspiration. Human nature was just the same in those days as -now--politics were just as corrupt and morals just as bad--but each of -those men shone out with the attributes of greatness--courage, honesty -and truth. - -And for the girl of to-day who realizes how the mothers of those two men -gave to this country each a hero; how those mothers by early training -and instruction brought their boys up to reverence courage and honesty -and truth, there is an inspiration; for the sweetest word that is -murmured in the nursery or whispered in prayer on the battlefield is -Mother. - -[Illustration] - - - - -LITTLE STORIES OF FAMOUS ANIMALS - -How the Geese Saved Rome - - -The Capitol in the city of Rome was built on a high, steep hill called -the Tarpeian Rock. When in 390 B. C. the Gauls entered Rome, after -having defeated the Roman Army, most of the citizens fled, except a few -who had taken refuge on this steep hill. One very dark night, the Gauls -attempted to climb the steepest part and capture the Capitol. The Roman -sentinels were all fast asleep, and the enemy had nearly reached the -top, when suddenly some geese began to cackle and raise a great hub-bub. -The noise awakened a Roman soldier named Marcus Manlius, who rushed out -to the spot just in time to throw down the Gauls and save the Capitol. - -After this, the Gauls agreed to leave the city for a thousand pounds of -gold, but the Romans took so long to weigh it, that Camillus arrived -with a big army just in time. "Rome buys her freedom with iron!" he -cried, and attacking the Gauls, drove them out in great confusion. But -if it hadn't been for the geese, who were wide awake and not sound -asleep like the Roman sentinels, Rome would have been captured that dark -night by the Gauls. - - - - -THE CARNIVAL - - -Let us make believe we are in Nice during Carnival time and are -hastening to the Promenade du Cours, up and down which the procession is -to pass. - -First, however, I shall buy for you each a little blue gauze mask; for -you cannot even peep at Carnival unmasked. And if any of you can wear -linen dusters with hoods attached, all the better. Don't leave a square -inch of skin unprotected, I warn you. - -Besides the little masks, you may buy, each of you, a whole bushel of -these "sugar plums," and have them sent to our balcony. Also for each a -little tin scoop fastened on a flexible handle, which you are to fill -with confetti but on no account to pull--at least, not yet. - -The crowds are gathering. Pretty peasant girls in their holiday attire -of bright petticoats, laced bodices, and white frilled caps; stray -dominoes; richly dressed ladies with mask in hand; carriages so -decorated with flowers as to be artistically hidden--even the wheels -covered with batiste--blue, pink, purple, green or buff. Even the -sidewalk, as we pass, is fringed with chairs at a franc each. - -The "Cours" is gay with suspended banners, bright with festooned -balconies and merry faces. Sidewalks and streets are filled with -people; but the horses have the right of way, and the people are fined -if they are run over. - -Let us hasten to our balcony, for here passes a band of musicians, in -scarlet and gold, to open the procession. - -It is "the theater"--an open car of puppets--but the puppets are men; -all attached to cords held in the hand of the giant, who sits in -imposing state above them on the top of the car which is on a level with -the third-story balconies. - -The giant lifts his hand and the puppets whirl and jump. But alas! his -head is too high. His hat is swept off by the hanging festoons, and the -giant must ride bare-headed, in danger of sunstroke. - -Next behind the car moves in military order a regiment of mounted -grasshoppers. Their sleek, shining bodies of green satin, their gauzy -wings and antennae, snub noses and big eyes, are all absolutely perfect -to the eye; but--they are of the size of men. - -You lower your mask to see more clearly, you are lost in wonder at the -perfect illusion, your mouth is wide open with "Ohs!" and "Ahs!" when -pop! pop! slings a shower of confetti, and the little hailstones seem to -cut off your ears and rush sifting down your neck. - -For, while you were watching the grasshoppers, a low open carriage, -concealed under a pink and white cover, has stopped under our windows. -Four merry masqueraders, cloaked and hooded in hue to match, have a -bushel of confetti between them, and are piled with nosegays. We slink -behind our masks, we pull the handles of our confetti scoops--then the -battle begins and waxes fierce. - -But they are crowded on. A colossal stump follows, trailing with mosses -and vines. Upon it a bird's nest filled with young, their mouths wide -open for food; wonderful, because the artistic skill is so perfect that, -although so immense, they seem living and not unnatural. - -Up and down the procession sweeps. Up one side the wide "Cours" and down -the other; the space within filled with the merry surging crowd, under -the feet of the horses it would seem. But no matter. Horses and men and -women and children bear a charmed life to-day. - - - - -LITTLE STORIES OF FAMOUS ANIMALS - -How A Spider Saved Scotland - - -For several years, Robert Bruce, the hero King of Scotland, was an -outlaw with but a few followers. He even had to leave his beloved -Scotland at one time, and hide himself on a small island off the coast -of Ireland. - -He had only a wretched hut to live in, although he was a king, but he -was as patient as he was brave, and willing to suffer hardships if he -could only free his native land. - -While lying on his bed one day, he noticed a spider who was spinning its -web. Time after time it failed to run its slender thread from one beam -to another. Six times it tried and as many times it failed. This was -just the number of battles that Bruce had been defeated by the English. - -"If the spider tries again," he said to himself, sitting up on his bed -and watching the determined little insect intently, "if the spider tries -again, so will I!" Once more the spider tried, and this time with -success. Bruce jumped from his bed, and in a few days was back in -Scotland. - -It was indeed a happy omen, for from that time the tide turned in his -favor, and gradually he won back all the cities and castles which the -English had conquered. And so Bruce freed Scotland and won back his -throne, but if it had not been for the little spider, perhaps he never -would have had the heart to attempt it. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Mother Hubbard finds Little Sir Cat at Home - - "_Old Mother Hubbard - Went to the cupboard - To get her poor dog a bone, - But when she got there - The cupboard was bare, - And so the poor dog had none._" - - -"Oh, dear me!" said Little Sir Cat, "that's too bad," and he pulled out -a shilling and gave it to Mother Hubbard. And after that he went away -and by and by he came to a big circus tent. And while he stood there, a -woman came by and stopped to talk to him. For everybody was interested -in Little Sir Cat. He rode Dapple Gray as well as a circus man, and -there was nothing he couldn't do on horseback, except, perhaps, go to -sleep. Well, the woman stopped and looked at him for a few minutes, and -then she said: - - "_I have a little husband - No bigger than my thumb, - So I put him in a bird cage - And keep him safe at home._" - -[Illustration: MOTHER HUBBARD FINDS LITTLE SIR CAT AT HOME] - -"Why don't you bring him to the circus?" said Little Sir Cat. "He'll -make more money than in a bird cage." - -"So he might," said the woman. "I will bring him here this very day," -and away she went as fast as she could. - -Well, by and by, she returned carrying a leather bag, and when she -opened it, who should jump out but Tom Thumb. Wasn't that strange? And, -oh, how glad he was to see Little Sir Cat. - -"What! Are you old friends?" asked the woman, stretching out her hand to -take Tom Thumb. - -"She is cruel, don't let her take me," cried the little fellow, and of -course Sir Cat didn't, although the woman became very angry. - -Well, pretty soon Little Sir Cat turned to her and said with a fierce -look, "Leave him with me. He shall be my comrade. You have no right to -him," and then he took Tom Thumb into the tent, leaving the woman to do -what she might. He didn't care, for he was in the right, and when that -is the case, one can be brave even if he is a small cat. And as soon as -he told the clown what had happened, he said: "We'll never let her have -Tom Thumb. He shall stay with us as long as he likes," and then the -lovely circus lady came up and shook hands with him, and everybody said, -"Hurrah for Little Sir Cat!" - -And pretty soon I'll tell you another story unless - - _The Big Red Barn gets frisky - And jumps across the road, - And the buzzy, wuzzy horsefly - Eats up the little toad._ - - - - -MR. TURKEY DECIDES TO TAKE A DAY OFF - -[Illustration] - - - Said the great big Turkey Gobbler - To the little Turkey Turk, - "I guess I'll stay at home today - And not go down to work; - - "I have a sort of feeling - That it's wiser not to roam - And that it would be safer - For me to stay at home." - - - - -A LITTLE GIRL'S DIARY - -Saturday - - _I love her on a Saturday - When she and Mother go - Together to a matinee - Or moving picture show._ - - -Saturday is a holiday all the time. In the morning I take a run in the -park to get the fresh air and exercise; and then after lunch, Mother and -I--oh, it's such fun!--go to a matinee or a motion picture play. When we -come out, we have a cup of hot chocolate somewhere, with little cakes or -crackers, and it's just lovely! After that, it's time to go home. Dolly -is waiting for me, and I tell her all about everything while I undress -her and put her to bed, and she is so good she never cries or says: "Why -didn't you take me, too?" - - - - -LITTLE STORIES OF FAMOUS ANIMALS - -How A Horse Founded A City - - -There was once a horse named Bucephalus whom nobody could ride except -his master, the famous Alexander the Great; and the reason was because -this horse was afraid of his own shadow. He wasn't afraid of anything -else, for he would carry his master into the thickest of the fight -without flinching. - -In those days every boy was trained to be a warrior, as well as to be -proficient in all kinds of knowledge, and as Alexander was a very bright -youth and loved reading as well as fighting his father sent for the -famous Aristotle to be his teacher, under whose teaching he grew up to -be a very fine young man. Every night when Alexander went to bed he -placed his favorite book, Homer's "Iliad," under his pillow with his -sword. Soon he became very expert in all manly sports and excelled every -one at his father's court, especially in riding. But had he not been a -very bright and observing youth he never would have been able to ride -Bucephalus, notwithstanding his splendid horsemanship. - -The way it happened was that one day this horse was offered for sale to -his father, the King, but none of the grooms or nobles could mount him. -Alexander, who had been very carefully watching the beautiful white -animal, noticed that Bucephalus was afraid of his own shadow. He -therefore turned his head toward the sun and after patting the animal -until he grew quiet mounted and rode him without any trouble. After that -he was always his favorite charger. - -When Alexander set out to conquer the Persians Bucephalus was the first -to swim across the River Granicus with Alexander, amid a shower of -arrows and spears. - -On Bucephalus and at the head of his army of 40,000 foot soldiers -Alexander defeated Darius, with over 1,000,000 men. - -For five years longer Bucephalus carried Alexander to victory, but -finally in a battle in India against King Porus Bucephalus was so badly -wounded that he died. - -Alexander gave his noble horse a splendid burial and founded a city on -the battlefield, which he named in his honor Bucephala. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Meets Tom, the Piper's Son - - -One can't stay with a circus and travel up high mountains and cross -rivers and visit castles and dungeons, so Little Sir Cat said good-by to -the kind circus people and little Tom Thumb, who was making so much -money exhibiting himself that he wanted to remain with them until he had -made a million dollars. - -So once more Little Sir Cat was traveling alone. Well, on he tramped -till by-and-by he came to a village, and as he walked down the main -street - - _Little Johnny Curlytop - Sat in his father's shop. - In his thumb he held a plum - And a lollypop._ - -But when he saw Little Sir Cat, he almost dropped his candy, for he had -never seen a cat with boots and spurs riding on a pony. But Little Sir -Cat only grinned and said: "Pick up your candy, Johnny Curlytop, for -candy doesn't grow on trees, and you are a lucky boy to have a -lollypop." - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT MEETS TOM, THE PIPER'S SON] - -Well, just then, all of a sudden, a boy ran down the street with a -little pig under his arm. - - "_Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son, - Stole a pig and away he run,_" - -screamed a green poll parrot from her cage. - -"Why, it's Piggie Porker," cried Little Sir Cat, "the little pig I -helped through the fence. O, please let him go. It's Piggie Porker." - -"Piggie what?" asked Tom, scratching his head. - -"I want to go home to mother," squealed Piggie, and this so surprised -Tom that he dropped Piggie, who, quick as a wink, darted between his -legs and ran away. And, would you believe it? Little Sir Cat jumped on -his back, and off they went down the street to the country. Pretty soon -Piggie stopped to rest, and Little Sir Cat jumped down to the ground. -"How did you ever get caught?" he asked. - -"I disobeyed mother," answered Piggie when able to speak, for he was all -out of breath with running, you see. "I squeezed through the fence and -ran out to the road, and then that bad boy caught me. Oh, dear, oh, -dear!" - -Poor little Piggie's pink nose was very red and his cheeks wet with -tears. "Don't cry," said Little Sir Cat kindly, "you can't be far from -home." And then together they ran across the meadow to the wood to look -for the path that led to Piggie's cabin. And pretty soon Piggie found -it, so off he scampered. - -"I hope mother won't scold me for being away so long--I hope she won't." - -In the distance he could see the stout figure of his mother standing in -the cabin door. At the sight of her Piggie began to cry, he was so glad -to be home again. - -And his mother never punished him after all, but just hugged him until -he squeaked, "Oh, mother, you're squeezing the breath out of me!" - - _But just the same, dear children, - Remember to obey, - For you might be unlucky - And lose your homeward way._ - - - -A NEW YEAR'S PRAYER - - - God grant that I the new year through - May strive with heart and soul to do - Those things which are most good and true. - - God grant that I each morning start - My duties with a cheerful heart, - And faithfully perform my part. - - To wear a smile all through the day, - To banish thoughts unkind away; - And when my bedtime comes, to pray. - - To say my prayers with folded hands - As night comes softly o'er the lands, - To Him, who always understands. - - And when the bells on New Year's dawn - Proclaim the bright New Year is born, - And I awake on New Year's morn, - - I pray Him whisper, low and sweet, - To help me guide my wayward feet, - Lest I forget my prayer to meet. - - - - -THE OLD WOMAN UNDER THE HILL - -[Illustration] - - - There was an old woman - Lived under the hill, - And if she's not married - She's living there still. - - - - -The First Christmas - - -Listen, dear littlest children, and you shall hear about the very first -Christmas Day. - -In a country across the sea, far away from here, shepherds were watching -their flocks one night. The sheep were resting on the grass, the little -lambs were fast asleep beside their mothers, but the kind shepherds were -not asleep. They were watching that no harm should happen to the sheep. - -Perhaps they were looking up at the stars and the beautiful moon above -them, when suddenly there appeared a wonderful light in the sky, -brighter than the moon or stars, as if the sky had opened and they saw -the glory within. - -And while they stood there, looking up, wondering what was the cause of -that strange light, a beautiful, shining angel came near to them and -said: - -"Fear not. I bring you good tidings which shall be to all people. This -day is born a Saviour, and ye shall find the babe lying in a manger." - -Suddenly a multitude of the heavenly host joined the angel in singing -praises to God. - - "_Glory to God in the highest, and on earth - Peace, good will toward men._" - -When the angels had gone back to heaven the shepherds said they would go -to Bethlehem and see this Saviour of whom the angels sang. They went, -and found Him, a little baby, in a stable, with no cradle to lie in; -only a manger for His bed. That little baby was Jesus, who when He grew -up said: - -"Let the little children come unto me, and forbid them not, for of such -is the kingdom of heaven." His birthday was the first Christmas Day, and -ever since that time we keep that day as a joyful and happy one. - -[Illustration] - - - - -PLANTING A PUSSY - - -Charlie was a little rogue, and Charlie's papa was a big rogue; and two -rogues together get into all sorts of mischief. - -Charlie wanted a kitten, and one day when he was teasing papa said -carelessly: - -"Plant old black Nig. I wouldn't wonder if she came up sort of -kittenish!" - -Papa laughed behind his paper to see him march out to the garden with -the big, sleepy black cat under one arm and a hoe under the other. - -But when Charlie began to dig, Pussy began to struggle out from under -his arm, and, getting away, she ran for her life. Charlie dropped his -hoe and ran too. Tears also would have run had there been less wisdom in -that little curly head. But Charlie knew that Puss would not wait while -he mourned her departure! - -What a race that was! Puss led him under fences, through bushes, over -gates, up trees, and, at last, through the open window, Charlie of -course followed, and what a fall was that! - -When Charlie rose, the black cat sat calmly upon the table. Charlie -thought she actually laughed at his forlorn appearance. Well, he didn't -look as well as when the race began, but his courage was still good; so -he resolved to try again, if the Big Rogue would help. - -So Charlie asked papa to hold Puss while he dug. Papa was willing, and -the digging began again. Soon papa said the hole was big enough, but he -had no sooner said the word, when Puss thought it was time to run away -again, and off she darted. She looked so funny, with her tail all -swelled up, that Charlie forgot all about the planting and began to -laugh, and then papa began to laugh too. "I don't believe she's the -right kind of a cat to plant," he said, and then he and Charlie went -into the house for lunch, as mama was at the window waiting for them. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat and Little Boy Blue - - - "_Little Boy Blue, - Come blow your horn, - Your cows are eating - Farmer Green's corn,_" - -sang Robbie Redbreast as Little Sir Cat passed through a meadow in new -Mother Goose Land. And just then a little boy dressed in blue jumped out -from behind a haystack and began to blow on his silver horn. - -Goodness me! Dapple Gray was so startled that he stood up on his hind -legs and nearly upset his small rider. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT AND LITTLE BOY BLUE] - -"Don't blow it again till I get out of the meadow," said Little Sir Cat, -and he rode away. By-and-by, after a while, he came to a neat-looking -cottage with a red chimney and pink blinds. So he knocked on the door, -and who do you suppose opened it? You'll never guess, so I'll tell you -right away. Why, Old Mother Hubbard and her dog. Wasn't that strange? -For the last time Little Sir Cat had seen them was in Old Mother Goose -Country, and of course he was surprised to meet them. All of a sudden, -the Dog began to sing: - - "_Old Mother Hubbard never goes to the cupboard - To get me a bone any more; - For she has an excuse, so what is the use? - She remembers what happened before. - So now we both go to a nice movie show, - And then to a restaurant fine, - Where we order a stew of giblets for two, - And the orchestra plays while we dine._" - -"Hurray!" cried Little Sir Cat, "things are certainly very different in -this country." And pretty soon he told them he must be on his way. So -off he went through the woods, and by-and-by he came to a deep pool -under a great oak tree. But he didn't know that a Frog Prince lived in -it. No, Siree. And perhaps it was just as well that he didn't, for the -Frog Prince didn't like cats at all. - -Well, as soon as he saw Little Sir Cat, he gave a dreadful loud croak -and hopped out on the bank. - -"Shall I kick him?" asked Dapple Gray with a toss of his head, for he -wasn't afraid of that croaky old frog, not the least little bit. - -"Of course not," answered Little Sir Cat. "Are you really a frog, or an -enchanted prince?" he asked, turning to the Frog Prince. - -And, would you believe it, the tears came to that poor frog's eyes, as -he answered: - -"A wicked witch has cast a spell over me. I was once a handsome prince." - -"I will help you," answered Little Sir Cat, and, jumping off Dapple -Gray, he hunted through the grass until he found a tiny, little flower, -blue as the summer sky. - -"Tomorrow morning when the cock crows eat this flower," he said, handing -it to the Frog Prince, "and you will once more be your natural self." -And before the happy frog could thank him he jumped on Dapple Gray and -rode away to the next story. - - - - -[Illustration] - - Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater, - Had a wife and couldn't keep her; - He made a car of the pumpkin shell, - And there he kept her very well. - - - - -MAY DAY FROLICS IN MERRY OLD ENGLAND - -[Illustration] - - -Suppose we "go a-Maying" among old traditions and see with what -ceremonies our English ancestors welcomed the "merry month." We do not -celebrate the first day of May to any extent in this country, but in -England, where the season is much earlier than ours, and the earth is -already covered with wild flowers, May-day is more fitly celebrated; but -even in England the old customs have sadly fallen away. - -Once upon a time every village had its annual setting up of the -May-pole, which was consecrated to the Goddess of Flowers, and early on -May morning the young people went out to "gather the May." The first -thing was to select the May-pole. The landed gentry allowed the -villagers the choice of a suitable tree on their domains. A tall, -straight sapling having been selected, it was speedily cut down and -dragged to the village green by oxen gayly decorated with flowers and -bright colored ribbons. Following after came the youths and maidens with -wreaths of flowers, which they twined around cottage doorways on their -way to the green, where they were to choose from among their number a -Lord and Lady of May. - -After a bower was built for them and the May-pole set up, there were -merry dances, the revellers donning mask and costume to represent Robin -Hood, Friar Tuck, Maid Marian, Much the Miller's Son, Little John, Will -Scarlet and all the other famous characters of merry Sherwood. Pantomime -was also indulged in, for this was a simple age, when simple pleasures -satisfied the country people. Into the ring would come a hobby-horse and -a dragon, the former ambling and prancing about, while the latter hissed -and shook his wings, to the great delight of the spectators. There were -also morris-dancers, with bells attached to their knees and elbows, who -danced and capered musically. After this came trials of skill in archery -by Robin Hood and his fellows, and when all these amusements grew -tiresome, the villagers thronged about the May-pole and spent the -remainder of the day in dancing. - -But these May-day observances were not confined only to the country. In -London at one time tall poles were erected on May morning, and green -arbors and branches decorated the streets. It was a great day for the -milkmaids and chimney-sweeps, who paraded the streets in companies, -begging a trifle from their customers. - -The leader of the chimney-sweeps, called "Jack in the Green," was -covered, with the exception of his legs, with green boughs, garlands and -nosegays. He looked like a dancing bouquet, as he moved up and down the -street. Many a penny the sweeps collected from the admiring bystanders. -This was a custom up to about one hundred years ago, and will perhaps -remind some of my little readers of the ragamuffins who parade the -streets of New York on Thanksgiving Day, begging a penny from every -passer-by. - -Finally, many abuses arose in the observance of the day. In 1644 -Parliament passed an act forbidding the erection of May-poles. Later, -during the restoration of the gay Charles the Second, the May-poles came -back and flourished for a long time. Gradually, however, as the ancient -simplicity of manners departed from the lower orders of the people, who -were its chief upholders, the May-day festival fell into disuse, and now -there are neither May-poles nor morris-dancers nor Jacks in the Green. - - -[Illustration: JACK BE NIMBLE, JACK BE QUICK PUB. BY NAT. ART CO., N. -Y.] - - - - -THE SPIDER AND THE FLY - - - A big Black Spider was spinning away, - Spinning her lacey web all day; - And when she had finished it, close to the wall - She curled herself up in a round black ball. - - Lazily buzzing, buzzing away, - A little Blue Fly was buzzing all day. - Into the open window he flew - And close to the Spider's web he drew. - - "Oh, what a pretty piece of lace - Swinging away in the window space!" - The little Blue Fly remarked to himself, - As he carefully crawled on the narrow shelf. - - Then he brushed the dirt from his gauzy wing - And watched the spider web swing and swing. - Now this little Fly was a mischievous Fly, - And there wasn't a bit of green in his eye! - - So, as he watched it swing and swing, - He thought 'twould be fun to cut the string. - Then Mrs. Spider's hammock would fall - Down with a somersault off the wall. - - Creeping up to her hiding place, - He gave a pull on the flimsy lace. - Down one end of the hammock fell, - While the Big Black Spider gave a yell. - - Out thro' the window the little Fly flew; - 'Twas safer out there for him, he knew. - And he said, as he winked his little blue eye: - "Good-by, Mrs. Spider; good-by, good-by!" - - - - -[Illustration] - - - I hate to go to bed at night, - Or get up when again it's light-- - It's funny that I love to do - 'Most anything between these two. - - - - -[Illustration] - -Bennie's Easter Dream - - -Bennie woke up on Easter morning and saw a little rabbit with a big bow -of blue ribbon around his neck standing in the doorway. - -"Come along!" he said. "I'm going to give you a ride on my back." - -In a few minutes Bennie had on his clothes and tiptoeing down the -stairs, they slipped out of the front door. - -"Hold on to my ears!" said the rabbit, and away they went down the -garden walk. When they reached the barnyard the rabbit stopped before -the haystack, and pulling out a small basket and a big silver spoon, -said to Bennie: - -"Take this basket and come with me to the hen-house. If we get there -before the fairies we will find the pretty colored eggs which the hens -lay for Easter. But hurry, for we must get there first." - -They opened the door quietly, just as the big Red Rooster began to crow. -"Lift up the eggs with the silver spoon," said the rabbit, as they -peeped into the nests; "don't touch one with your hand or it will lose -its lovely color." Soon the basket was full. "Come on," cried the -rabbit; "hurry up and get on my back; it's getting late." Bennie jumped -on, but just as they started off four little chickens ran out of their -coop and screamed: - - _Cock-a-doodle doo! - You've got my egg of blue; - My yellow one, my purple one, - My little green one, too!_ - -Suddenly he found himself in his own little bed, while outside the happy -Easter bells were ringing. He wondered where his little friend the -rabbit had disappeared to, and the four little chickens. - -Then he looked down at the counterpane, and what do you suppose he saw. -A whole nest full of beautiful, painted Easter eggs with the funniest -faces and the brightest colors. Bennie gave a squeal of delight and -hopped out of bed to dress so that he could show his treasure to all the -other children he knew, but in his excitement forgot all about the dear -little bunny. - -[Illustration] - - - - -A LITTLE GIRL'S DIARY - -Sunday - - _I love her on a Sunday, - As she goes to church with me, - With her little gilt-edged Bible - Held close and reverently._ - - -Sunday morning Father and I start off for church before the rest of the -family, because Father wants his early walk, and I love to go with him. -Through the park we go, watching the pretty little squirrels who run up -to us, for they seem to know that Father will let me wait a few minutes -to give them some nuts or little pieces of cracker which I have almost -always in my pocket. I call one squirrel the "Little Minister" because -he looks so solemn, and walks up so quietly and slowly to me, and then -holds his nut between his paws and looks it over, as if it were a book, -before he starts to open the cover and eat the inside. After church we -all come home and have early dinner. In the afternoon, brother and I go -for a long walk in the park. After supper, the nicest part of all the -day, we sing hymns and Brother Jack and I say a piece of poetry, which -we learn for each Sunday. Then we kiss everybody good night. - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat and Dame Trot - - - "_Little fishy in the brook, - Papa catch him with a hook, - Mamma fry him in the pan, - Johnny eat him like a man,_" - -sang a sweet voice, and in came Dame Trot with a big platter of fish. -"Did Mr. Trot catch them?" asked Little Sir Cat politely, sitting down -to the table and tucking the napkin under his chin. - -"Of course," answered Dame Trot, "fish don't catch themselves, unless -they're playing tag in the pool." - -Well, it didn't take Little Sir Cat long to finish his meal, and when -Dapple Gray was saddled, he set out again on his journey through Mother -Goose Land, and by-and-by, after a while, he came to a bridge, and when -he looked over the railing, he saw a pretty silver fish swimming on the -top of the water. - -"Helloa there, silver fish! If I had a hook and line I'd soon catch -you," and Little Sir Cat grinned at his own reflection in the clear -water. But if the fish had seen it I guess he would have darted away, -for it looked just like a real cat in the water. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT AND DAME TROT] - -"You can drop me a line," replied the fish with a swish of his tail, -"but I won't promise to bite." - -"I don't care for any more fish to-day," answered Little Sir Cat, "I've -just had a feast at Dame Trot's little Inn." - - "_If that's the case," replied the fish, - Giving his tail a shimmery swish, - "I'll go right home to Mrs. Trout - And tell her it's safe for her to go out._" - -And away went that poetical old trout, and so did Little Sir Cat, and -after he had ridden for maybe a mile or three, he met the Maiden All -Forlorn Who Milked the Cow with the Crumpled Horn. But she wasn't -miserable now at all. No, Siree. She wore a lovely smile and a pink -sun-bonnet with a bit of ribbon on it. And as soon as she saw Little Sir -Cat her smile broke into a laugh: "Here is my dear little puss. Where -has he been this long time?" - -"Oh, just traveling," he answered. "What have you been doing?" - - "_You remember the tramp all tattered and torn? - Well, he made lots of money in cotton and corn. - So he bought me an automobile and a ring, - And the minister married us both in the spring,_" - -she answered, taking the pink ribbon off her sun-bonnet and tying it -around Little Sir Cat's neck. - -"There, you look like a prize winner," she laughed, and after that she -ran back into the farm yard to see if the Little Black Hen had laid a -white egg for breakfast. - -By-and-by Little Sir Cat met the Spider who frightened Miss Muffet. She -was busy spinning a big web and said to him, - - "_Please go 'way, don't bother me, - For I'm as busy as can be._" - -So you must wait for the next story to hear what happened to Tommy -Green, unless - - _That little Black Spider - Puts salt in her cider._ - - - - -THE LOST PUSSY CAT - -[Illustration] - - - I've been waiting at the door - To see if pussy comes no more. - Yesterday he left the house - To go a-hunting for a mouse. - - - - -ACROSS THE PRAIRIE! - - -'Way back in the early days of this country, when there weren't any -railroad trains crossing the great Western plains, only big herds of -wild buffalo by day and fierce wolves by night; when the only way to -reach one's destination was in a big, canvas-covered wagon drawn by -oxen; when every man rode a horse and carried a gun, and when even the -women knew how to handle a rifle--then there were lots of Indians. - -Those were dangerous times, and it needed a brave heart and a quick hand -and a steady head to overcome the perils of crossing the great plains in -search of a new home and a fortune. - -This was what Dick's father was doing, however, and Dick was the -happiest boy on earth, he thought, when they started out on their -journey. The big "prairie schooner" was their Pullman car, and the -patient team of oxen the motive power. Dick was old enough to straddle a -mustang, and so he rode by father and Uncle Billy. Mother and Aunt Mary, -Sister Lou and Cousin Tommy all rode in the wagon, and when night came -on they got the supper, all except Billy, of course; he just watched. - -Father and Uncle Billy made the fire and unhitched the oxen and tethered -the ponies. - -Dick soon learned that the most important thing to do as the day came to -a close was to find a good grazing place on which to pitch tent for the -night, as the best grass for the animals must be selected with care, -near water if possible. The animals must be looked out for first, -otherwise how would they ever get anywhere if these faithful friends -should become sick and die? - -The next thing Dick did was to collect for the fire the dry buffalo dung -which covered the prairie, and after making a pile in the shape of a -huge cone he lighted a few sticks of kindling, a supply of which was -always carried in a sack hung from the bottom of the wagon, and soon the -heap was a mass of dull, glowing coals; then the tin coffee pail and the -frying pan, and then, thank goodness!--for Dick was always -hungry--supper. - -After that they pulled down the big, long canvas back of the wagon -cover, which was spread double over the top of the wagon during the day, -and fastened it to the ground with pegs, and under this slanting roof, -with their blankets between them and the earth, with their toes towards -the fire, they slept quite comfortably through the night. - -The oxen and the ponies knew enough not to stray any great distance from -the campfire, and if frightened at anything would come rushing back, -helter-skelter, for protection. They know that on the prairie man is -their best friend and protector. - -"What are those figures away over there to the westward?" said Dick's -father. Uncle Billy shaded his eyes with his hand and looked in that -direction for a few minutes without answering. "Don't know," he replied, -uneasily. "They look like horses, but I don't see any riders." "Nor I," -replied Dick's father, "but those wily redskins have a way of hanging -over the far-side of the animal so's to deceive any one who happens to -catch sight of them. They don't act like wild horses." - -It was an anxious moment. Neither man spoke for some time, but rode -along quietly, keeping a sharp look-out, however, in order to detect the -slightest change in the appearance of the figures to the westward. "They -seem to be following our way," suggested Uncle Billy about an hour -later. "Supposing we pitch camp to-night a little earlier. That clump of -trees yonder will give us some protection in case they turn out to be -redskins." - -"Good plan," murmured Dick's father, turning in the direction of the -trees. "We needn't let on we're worried to the women folks," he added, -"we'll just wait and see how things turn out. Maybe nothing will -happen." - -But something did happen. About midnight Dick's father awoke with a -start. A shadow fell across the opening in the canvas. In another moment -he was grappling with an Indian. Over and over he rolled, but the Indian -had found his match. Dick's father was a powerful man, and, whipping out -his revolver, shot him dead. None too soon, for Uncle Billy was being -hard pressed by a number of redskins, two of whom he had already laid -low with his rifle. - -"Get into the wagon, Mother!" yelled Dick's father, "and pick off a few -with your rifle!" Mother and Aunt Mary were soon blazing away from the -canvas fort, and after a short time the Indians retired, evidently to -consider what was the next best move. - -"Where's Dick?" said his father, looking around anxiously. - -"Here I am!" came a voice, and sure enough, under the wagon, crouching -down behind the bag of kindling wood, which he had used for a shield, -was Dick. "I cracked two, dad!" he called out, "one Injun was sneaking -up by the pole, when I dropped him; he's out there now, I can just see -his outline." - -Just then, a number of arrows fell around the wagon, and Uncle Billy -caught sight of half a dozen shadowy figures creeping along the grass in -the shadows of the trees to the right. "Look out," he whispered, "let -'em get pretty close and then give 'em hail Columbia." - -It was a fierce struggle, for the Indians outnumbered our brave -defenders. Twice the redskins rushed up close to the wagon, only to be -beaten off in time by courage and good marksmanship. Both Dick's father -and Uncle Billy were "nipped" by arrows, but not seriously hurt, and -Dick himself had a narrow escape from being captured by a daring enemy -who sneaked up behind. But Dick turned and saw him just in time, -otherwise our story would have had a sad ending. Mother and Aunt Mary -bravely kept up the firing, and the Indians, thinking that there were -more defenders than there were, finally withdrew, much to the relief of -the besieged. - -There was no more sleep in the camp that night, and in the morning, at -the first break of day, Dick's father went out to investigate. Two dead -Indians close to the camp testified to the good aim of its defenders. -"They took the other dead and wounded with them," said Dick's father, -turning to his brave boy, "they didn't dare come in so close to get -them. Here's the fellow you shot, sonny--I remember he was just about to -tomahawk me as you shot him in the nick of time--guess you saved your -dad's life," and Dick felt as proud as Punch when his father slapped him -on the back like a man. - -[Illustration] - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat and Tommy Green - - - "_Please, Mister Cat, go ring the bell, - I'm sure it won't be wrong. - Perhaps my Mary will come out, - I've waited here so long,_" - -said Mary's Little Lamb. - -"I can't do that," answered Little Sir Cat, "the teacher wouldn't like -it." Just then all the children ran out of the little red school-house. -But, oh, dear me! One of the boys pinched Little Sir Cat's tail. - -And I don't know what would have happened if the teacher hadn't looked -out of the window at that moment. Well, it didn't take him long to run -out and give that naughty boy a good shaking. - -"I know it was you, Tommy Green. You're the boy who drowned poor pussy -cat, who never did you any harm but killed the mice in your father's -barn!" And then that angry teacher pulled that naughty boy into the -school-house. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT AND TOMMY GREEN] - -"Tommy Green, I'm going to send you home with a letter to your father. I -think he had better keep you away from school. We don't want boys who -are unkind to animals." - -"Oh, please sir," sobbed Tommy Green, "don't do that. I got an awful -whipping when I put pussy in the well; I didn't mean to drown her, I -only wanted to see her swim. And I didn't pull this cat's tail hard. I -just gave it a little pinch to see how thick the fur was." - -"Please, professor," said tender-hearted Little Sir Cat, holding up his -paw as he had seen the children do in school, "if it's all the same to -you, I'd like to give Tommy a chance to be good. I don't want him -whipped. My tail doesn't hurt at all now, professor." - -Well, goodness me. You should have seen that teacher smile when Little -Sir Cat called him "professor." - -"This is certainly a lesson to you children," he said; "a great lesson -to be kind to all God's creatures." - -And then Tommy began to cry. You see, he wasn't a bad boy at heart, and -Little Sir Cat's forgiveness made him feel dreadfully ashamed. I guess -it did him more good than any number of whippings. - - _Dear children, never be unkind - To small four-footed things. - Oh, never pinch a pussy's tail - Nor pull a poor fly's wings._ - - _And never tease your little dog, - With unkind act or word, - And never throw a cruel stone - At any little bird._ - - - - -[Illustration] - - -The Trees - - I often think when Winter comes - How cold must be the trees; - More than in the Summer Time - They need their coats of leaves. - - - - -THE CANARY - - - Canary Bird, Canary Bird, - In your golden jail, - On your trapeze balancing - With your yellow tail, - - Don't you wish that you could fly - Through the window pane - To the Robin Redbreast gay - Singing in the lane? - - Where the apple trees in bloom - Drop their petals white, - So you almost think it has - Snowed 'most all the night? - - Would you love to see the nest - Mrs. Robin's made, - And the eggs of china blue - Which she just has laid? - - Don't you want to leave your cage? - See, the door is wide - Open and the window, too-- - You can fly outside. - - - - -[Illustration] - - _See the turkey gobbler run. - Guess he doesn't call it fun. - Don't you hope he gets away - Before it is Thanksgiving Day?_ - -[Illustration] - - _Up and down the page he goes - On his long, thin pointed toes. - Now and then he gives a squawk-- - That's the way a Turkey talks!_ - - - - -THE LAND OF NOWHERE - - -Jack and Grace were in the nursery playing with their toys, when -suddenly they were startled by a tiny voice calling out "Good-by!" - -They looked up quickly, and to their surprise their little tin airship -was slowly rising from the floor. In another moment it sailed across the -room and out of the top of the window, which was down a little to let in -fresh air. The little man at the steering wheel waved his hand as the -airship disappeared. Jack rushed to the window. - -"Grace, Grace!" he shouted, "did you ever hear of such a thing? Come on. -I'm going to run outside and see where it goes." Both children hurried -down stairs and out on the sidewalk. Sure enough, just over the top of -the next house they could distinguish their Christmas present ascending -higher and higher into the clear blue sky. - -Just then something fluttered at their feet. Jack stooped down and -picked up a piece of paper on which was written: - -"Sorry I didn't have time to tell you as the airship was under way and I -didn't dare make a turn inside the room, but if you both will come up -on the roof, I will come back and tell you something lovely." - -"Let's!" exclaimed Grace, who had read the note over Jack's shoulder; -and in another moment both children were running up to the attic. After -some difficulty, they raised the little door in the ceiling and stood -upon the roof. Sure enough, just overhead and about to descend was an -airship. But, goodness me! it was a regular airship, just like the kind -they had seen in pictures, and not the little toy machine which they had -but a few minutes before seen sailing out of the window and up over the -next house. Nor did the lovely fairy who now alighted from the airship -look anything like the queer little painted man. "Hello!" she said, in a -very friendly voice: "would you like to take a sail?" - -Jack helped Grace in, and before long they were flying above the clouds, -which looked like huge snow banks below them, white and fluffy. -Everything was blue about them, and the air seemed full of perfume. - -"Isn't it lovely, Jack!" exclaimed Grace. "I'm so glad I came!" - -"So am I," replied her brother, "but I wonder where we are going. I -don't see the earth any more; we must be going somewhere. Where are you -taking us, little Fairy Queen?" he called out, and he and Grace waited -anxiously for the answer. - -"Nowhere!" she answered. - -"Don't you know where Nowhere is?" - -"Well, not exactly," replied Jack. "I've often heard of it, but I've -never been there." - -Just then the airship swerved to the right and in a few seconds landed -gracefully on the broad steps of a beautiful castle. Everything was -blue, even the tall chimney was built of blue bricks. The fairy had -hardly turned off the power, and the big airship was still quivering, -when the castle door opened, and a beautiful princess, dressed all in -blue, came graciously forward. The only thing about her that wasn't blue -was her long flowing hair, which was of the most wonderful golden hue -that Grace had ever seen. "How do you do?" she said in a sweet voice. -"Come in. Have you come from very far away?" - -"We don't know, Princess," answered Jack, bowing politely, while Grace -made a pretty courtesy; "we really don't know how far we have come, nor -just where we are." - -"Well, I'll tell you then," answered the lovely blue Princess, taking -them each by the hand and walking between them through the open castle -door; "at least, I'll tell you where you are and then after that you can -tell me where you came from, and then we'll know a little more about -each other." - -"How beautiful you are," said Grace as they all three sat down on a big -blue sofa in the big blue hall of the stately blue castle. - -"Am I, dear?" said the Princess, looking at Grace with a smile, "and why -do you think so?" - -"I never saw such wonderfully beautiful gold hair," exclaimed Grace, -admiringly, gradually getting over her bashfulness. - -The lovely Blue Princess laughed. "When I was a little girl," she said, -taking hold of Jack's hand so as not to leave him out in the cold, "the -Sun Man told me if I would comb my hair every morning for a whole year, -at break of day, when he first got up, that it would turn gold. And so -every morning for a whole year I got up at peep o' day and stood by the -east window and combed my hair." - -"And it did?" said Jack, speaking for the first time since they had -entered the Blue Castle. "Why don't you try it, Grace? You love gold -hair so much," and he gave her braid a mischievous pull behind the back -of the Blue Princess. - -Grace gave a little scream. "Don't, Jack"--and then, to her surprise, -she found herself with her arms around her new dolly in the big armchair -in their own room at home. She looked over to where Jack was busily -engaged with his train of cars. "I must have been dreaming," Grace -exclaimed, and as she looked at her golden-haired doll, with the -beautiful blue dress, she laughed and said: - -"Oh, dolly, I guess it was you I dreamed was the beautiful Blue -Princess!" - -[Illustration] - - - - -LITTLE SIR CAT - -Little Sir Cat Visits the Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe - - _There was an Old Woman who lived in a shoe, - And it was a pity she didn't have two. - It was crowded so tight from the heel to the toe - The children were packed like sardines in a row._ - - -Well, as Little Sir Cat went on his way to find his fortune in Mother -Goose Land, he came in sight of a queer-looking little house, and when -he drew nearer he found it wasn't a house at all, but a big shoe, with a -little chimney on top and a tiny door in the toe and two small windows -above the heel. - -"I'd ask you to make us a visit," said the Old Woman, "but, dearie me! I -haven't even a spare closet, and rents are so high I've not been able to -hire another old shoe." - -"Thank you just the same," replied Little Sir Cat, and off he went, and -by-and-by, after a while, not so very long, he saw a little bear dressed -in a red cap and khaki trousers, but I don't think he wore anything on -his feet because his claws were so sharp they made holes in his shoes -and his mother wouldn't buy him any more. - -[Illustration: LITTLE SIR CAT VISITS THE OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOE] - -"If you want to find your fortune?" said the little bear, "follow me," -and he led Little Sir Cat down a narrow path till they came to a cave in -a great rock. And, oh my, it looked dark inside, but the little bear -wasn't afraid, and by-and-by he found a candle. And when he had lighted -it, they went farther into the big dark cave till they came to a little -iron door. But before the little bear opened it, he said, "If anybody -speaks to you, you mustn't say anything but 'Bumpty bump!'" Then the -little bear opened the door and there sat twenty-one little dwarfs at a -table filling little bags with gold. - -"What are you doing here?" they asked, all in one voice. - -"Bumpty bump!" replied the little bear. - -"And what are _you_ doing here?" And, oh, dear me! for a moment Little -Sir Cat forgot what the little bear had told him. And if he hadn't -remembered to say "Bumpty bump!" pretty quick I guess something dreadful -might have happened. - -Then all the little dwarfs looked frightened to death, and they -whispered together and tried to hide the bags of gold under the -three-legged stools. But the little bear wouldn't go away, and of course -Little Sir Cat did just what the little bear did, for he didn't know -what else to do, you know. - -Well, after a while the dwarfs asked, "What do you want?" And Little Sir -Cat replied, "Bumpty bump!" And then the little dwarfs looked at one -another, and, oh, dear me! how they did scowl. But pretty soon one of -them filled two small bags with gold and gave them to him. - -"Bumpty bump!" said Little Sir Cat with a bow, and then the little bear -opened the door and led him back through the big cave till they came out -into the sunlight again. - -And that's how Little Sir Cat found his fortune. - - * * * * * - -Transcriber's Notes: - -Obvious punctuation errors repaired. - -As this book had no page numbers, errata will be listed by story or -rhyme instead. - -Little Sir Cat Helps Piggie, - -"Chesire" changed to "Cheshire" (his from Cheshire) - -What to Do at Night: - -The final line of the first stanza was not indented in the original. -This was changed to match the form of the rest of the poem. - -Dick's Valentine: - -"litle" changed to "little" (speak the little waif) - - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Jumble Book, by David Cory - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE JUMBLE BOOK *** - -***** This file should be named 42162-8.txt or 42162-8.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/4/2/1/6/42162/ - -Produced by David Edwards, Emmy and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions -will be renamed. - -Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no -one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation -(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without -permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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