THE MORNING POST: SUNDAY? DECEMBER 11? 1904.1;
Fred's and Nell's Visit to Fairy
land.
" BY FLORENCE MAT.'
Sre teas teMngr Ms ItttTe sister Nell
& fairy story, one he had heard at his
grandmamma's when he was visiting
her In the summer. One of grandmam
ma's gardeners had repeated it to Fred
as a real experience of his own.
"Just think!" said Fred, looking va
cantaly into the cheerful blaze of the
gas grate, "a real chariot of gold,
drawn by snow-white doves, came
through the clouds, down a rainbow,
and in it were a fairy queen and fairy
king, with diamond crowns on their
heads. They beckoned the poor old
gardener to come and ride with them.
.He did so, and as soon as they were in
the sky they, landed on top the clouds
that are beautiful streets on the top
side. They "
"Was it just ijp.e common white clouds
that rain in summer and the everyday
black sort what snows in winter?"
broke in Nell, inquiringly.
' "Yep, the very same kind," said Fred.
'But we can't see the streets and cities
and and and ail the fine other things
Through Frecl'u mind flew the
Inhabited tlie woods and hills.
that's up on the on-top side. They're
just plain clouds on the underneath, you
know; we just see the lining."
"Ch o o!" ejaculated Nell, always
credulous when her brother told a story.
"What kind of people lived up there?"
"Fairies, of course!" explained Fred.
"What'd you suppose'd be there if it
wasn't fairies? And they live oh the
most beautiful fruit that has'nt any
seeds or peelings; it is always ready
to eat. and is all sweet juice, like su
gar. It tastes just like perfume smells.
The gardener said so."
"Oh o oh!" again ventured Nell. "It
muft taste like taffy candy!"
"Taffy!" exclaimed Fred, with con
tempt at the thought:' "The idea af
fair viand fruit tasting like cheap, old
taffy made on dirt earth! No, sir-ee,
it tasted just like fine perfumery smells,
I told you. And it is all the colors of
the rainbow, red and yeller arid green
and blue and "
"Does it grow on trees?" broke in
Nell, deeply interested.
"W'y, I guess not," replied Fred, not
quite sure on that point, the gardener
not having told him just how the royal
Iruit of fairyland grew. "I think.
though." he quickly aMeS, not wlsMng
to be thought ignorant of anything per
taining to the subject uader discussion,
"that it drops at night, from the stars,
just like dew."
"Oh-9-o-oh!" was Nell's exclamation
of surprise, as usual. "How awf un
funny! Wish we could go to Fairyland,
don't you Fred?"
"That'd be easy nough," her brother
declared, with assurance in his voice.
"I wouldn't wonder if we could go any
day, if we could go to the country when
the rainbow comes down. Out at grand
ma's there was a rainbow often, some
times very, very close to the house. It
looked as though I could put my hand
out and touch it pretty nearly."
"Oh-o-oh! S'posen we go to the coun
try out near grandma's arid get on the
rainbow?" suggested Nell, her eyes wide
and full of eagerness.
"You'd be afraid!" said Fred, shaking
his head. "You wouldn't dast to go." .
"Yes I would," vowed Nell, rising up
from her seat on the fur rug. "111 go,
tales of terrible wild animals that
ask mama right now if we may go."
"'araa's out," said Fred. "She went
far a drive with Mrs. Smith. It was
while you were takin' your nap after
luncheon that she wer.t. I watched 'era.
from the parlor window."
"Then we'U ask Bertha," suggested
Nell. "If she says yes, will you go?"
"I don't care," agreed Fred. "Run.
ask Bertha. She's the same as mama
in a case like that."
So N,ell ran to Bertha, their trusted
housemaid, who often served as nurse
to the children during the mother's ab
sence. Bertha was very busy arranging
some new curtains in the library, and
paid slight attention to Nell's question,
"May Fred and I go to the rainbow in
the country, near grandma's?" "Yes.
skip to the rainbow and find the pot of
gold,' she answered, attaching little im
portance to the question of the child
and none to her own answer. "When
you get it you must bring me a fifty-dM-"iar
coin, though." she coneli"i ., mount
ing the sttpiaddcr to adjust the curtain
pole.
"The pot of gold?" questioned Neil,
her eyes opening wide with wonder. "Is
there a pot of gold at the end of the
rainbow. Bertha?"
'Sure there is. Hahv." replied Bertha.
"Now, skip and bring It home."
Nell ran to her brother, exclaiming,
"Bertha says we may go, and she says,
too, that there's a pot of gold at the
end of the rainbow, and we're to bring
her a fifty-dollar coin!"
"Mercy me, I'm bo tired!" walled lit
tle Nell, trudging wearily along the
country road. "Are we most there,
brother?" . .
"I think grandma's oft that way." an
swered ' Fred, stopping and pointing
down a Jane, bordered on each side by
tall trees, their bare, winter branches
standing out bleak and black against a
winter sky. Though no snow lay on the
ground the air was full of frost, and it
bit the noses, fingers and toes of the
two little wanderers who were In search
of the rainbow, the road to Fairyland.
They had taken Bertha at her word,
and putting on their wraps had slipped
unnoticed from the house and set off
merrily toward the long line of wooded
hill3 which pronounced the beginning of
that country they were in quest of.
Hand in hand they had gone on and
on till at last they got beyond the bor
ders of tlie town and were surrounded
by woods and country, with only here
and there a house to denote life. The
sky was getting bluer and bluer, the
light of day dimmer and dimmer, and
the cold bit fiercer and fiercer into their
tender flesh. And wearier and wearier
became the two pair of little feet, for
they were hot accustomed to walking so
far on rough country roads.
They turned into the road, or lane,
rather, which led in the direction of the
p!ace where Fred thought their grand
ma lived. On they pushed a little
further when Nell gave1 out. "Oh, I'm
so tired, so tired, brother," cried the
poor child, dropping on the road side to
rest. "I wish we'd stayed at home, so
I do."
Fred paused and looked about and
above him. "Wish the rainbow'd hurry
up and drop down," he ventured, feeling
for the first time in his short life of
eight summers that he had perhaps act
ed unwisely. Could it be possible that
they would fail to find the coveted
prize? the beautiful path to Fairyland
and the pot of gold.
"Let's go back home," pleaded Nell,
her little body shivering with cold.
"Let's go back and come sometime when
its warm. I don't like the winter time
to travel to the rainbow in. Let's go
home."
"Nell, I'll go for jour sake," said Fred,
as anxious to retrace their steps as Nell
was, but not wishing to betray his feel
ings that way. "If I was alone may r. j
I'd just keep right on. But if you'i j
cold we'll go back."
Nell rose from the road and the two
grasped hands hands cold and red
and turned their faces about. For sev
eral minutes they pursued their way in
silence. Then they came to a place
where two roads led off from the one'
they traveled, one right, one left. Fred
hesitated in taking one, not remember
ing which, road had led them thither.
'I believe it's this one," he said, point
ing to his right.
"No, it's that one." said Noll, desig
nating the road, to the left. "I remember
that big tree with the warts on it."
"And I remember that bunch of dead
grass." declared Fred, pointing to a tuft
of weeds and grass which grew near the
side of the road leading to the right.
"That'll surely take us home."
"I want to go this way." said Nell,
starting down the left-hand road. Then
she began to ci v. "Oil. I wish I had my
mamma; I wish I had my mamma!" And
she sobbed aloud.
"Oh, don't cry. sister, begged Fred,
nuttinsr his arm protect ingiy round his
little sristr-r, who was stiil quite a baby, .
being only' six. "I'll take you straight ,
home, so I will." ' j
"Wlr'-ti - way shall we go?" sobbed i
Noll letting the "big brother" decide. ;
"I'think this is tlie right way, sister,' !
and the poor fellow, on the point or j
tears himself, turned the weeping Nell
into tlie rignt-nana roan.
Thev walked wearily along, Nell s
tra'- fall'ng to the sound of their foot-.-.
The darkness of early winter
tv-i coming down very fast, and to
Fred's astonishment and terror the stars
began to peep out of tlie heavens. Both
cbp'rtn were becoming numb with the
CO!
and I ear was taKing pubMMnn
t'1-.r.Tii Through Fred's mind Hew
Of
the tVh s of terrible wild animals that
- habited the woods and hills, and he
; -oked cautiously uuuul ihh., imu
ii'ctirg to see the burning eyes of a
pint'oer readv to spring from the bushes
which grew along the roadside. Occa
sionally the wind would sigh through
i,P bare branches, or stir the dead
weeds and grass, causing the children
svdden fear. Then they would cling the
more tisrhtly to each other, and Nell's
tc-ir would flow afresh.
Just as Neil was again on the point of
failing down with fatigue, the sound of
wheel's behind them caused them to look
back with hone. "Maybe it's somebody
from town," eagerly sa'd Fred. "We'll
ask 'em to take us in with cm, if there's
room.
Both children stepped outside the beat
en road to let the coming vehicle pass.
It came living .-.long in a cloud of dust,
and. as it drew alongside the little way
farers, thev heard a familiar voice ex
claim: "V.'hv, there're two little chil
dren bv the roadside: Stop, please" to
the driver "and let's ask them where
they are going, so late as this and so far
from habitation."
Oh. the ioy of it! There was the
mother of Fred and Nell, driving with,
Mrs. Smith. The carriage came to a
standstill, and the instant its occupants
saw who' the cliildn-n were, the driver
was on the ground in an instant, and in
another instant Nell was in her mother's
arms, while Tied was on the scat by the
driver.
"My darling babies!" exclaimed 'heir
mother, as soon as the little ones were
pr-ated." where on earth were you going?
How came you here? Why, you're fully
three miles from town."
"We were going to find the rainbow."
explained Fred. "But we'd rather go
Lack homo."
"Yes. Bertha said w1 might, go, and
there's' a -pot of gold at the end of the
rainbow." atld-d Nell, cuddling close to
her mother. "But I'm glad you came
lust now, mamma, for we were awful
cold and and seared, too."
"Vcs, an. I I thank fortune to have
found my little birdies who have stolen
from their nest," said their mamma.
Then. . turning to Mrs. Smith, she con
tinued speaking: "How- strange that I
advised our taking a drive over this un
frequented road. Something seemed to
lead me this way."
."It was us that called you mamma,"
said Fred, looking back from his.front
seat; "we didn't call your name fn our
mouths but we called for you in our
hearts, you know, and a good fairy must
have heard us and sent you to us."
"Yes the good fairy was mother's
love," said their mamma, in a tender
voice. "She always hears the cry of her
little ones."
And so ended the Journey toward
Fairyland, bv the rainbow route, started
on so joyously and so innocently by the
two little would-be explorers of un
known lands that exist only in the imag
ination of children.
LETTER ENIGMA.
My first is in sick, but not in well;
Mv second is in ask. but not in tell;
My third is in new, but not in old;
My fourth is in tin, but not in gold;
My fifth is in author, but not in book;
My sixth is in carry, but not in took;
My seventh is in land, but not in sea;
My eighth is in oak, but not in tree;
My ninth is in under, but not in on;
My tenth is in sunrise, but not in
My whole spells the name of a dear
old man; . .
Whom the children all love tell his
name if you can.
Answer given next week.
aL DANDY, the OUTCAST.
The snow was falling thick and white
over everything. So heavy was it that
children who were on their way home
from school soon looked like snow spec
ters, clad in soft, feathery down from
head to foot.
"I'm glad we've a good home to go to
out of the storm," said Charlie Andrews
to his sister Flossie, as they plowed
their warmly clad feet through the great
drifts that formed at the sides of fences
and around street corners. "I'd. hate
to have to stay out all night in such
weather, wouldn't you?"
"Mercy goodness, yes!" exclaimed
Flossy, in answer, hugging her pretty
white' fur muff to her face to keep away
the cold; for, although the snow was
falling in big white Hakes of feathery
softness, the air was nipping, and by
nightfall the temperature would be far
below the freezing point.
Charlie and Flqssie Andrews did not
live directly in the town, their home be
ing situated just outside its limits, and
when the weather was severe they got a
good taste of frost going to and from
school, which was almost a mile distant
from whore' they- lived.
At'thp- suburb line the other school
children dropped, away, one by one, till
Flossie and Charlie wore the only two
going in, their direction. Then it was
that Charlie addressed the above remark
to his sister.
"Wouldn't you hate to be a tramp
and have jto eat a "handout' and sleep
in a stnbfo?" Charlie asked, continuing
the sub feet.
'"I wouldn't be a tramp." argued Flos-
sie
"1'd work and earn
monev and
have a homo. Nobody's got
an excuse
to be a tramp." !
"Well, that -all depends." replied
Charlie. ".Sometimes riroumstanees al
ters cases." While the children chatted
and trudged along the snow-filled road
leading to their cheerful home. that
i stood a short distance ahead of them,
j they did not know they had a com
! panion one who followed close to
Charlie's, heels. They had gone quite a
way before Charlie felt conscious of the
j presence of a stranger, and, turning
j quickly to glance behind him. lie was
somew hat surprised "to see a fine New-
toumtiaiiu (lor Kt-eping step with him.'
"Well, hello! Wh-reVl you come from,
old chap'?" he ashed, stopping short and
addressing the .four-footed follower.
The t'og halted, too. and wagging his
tail looked kindly and inquiringly into
Charlie's face.
"W'y. w'nere'd that great big dog j
come from?" exclaimtd Flossie, in sur- I
prise. "He looks like an immense white j
sheep with all that snow in his fur." ;
"I never ssw hira about town, and I j
guess he must he a newcomer." said ;
Charlie, holding out a co!d. red hand j
toward the dog. "Wish he belonged to j
me. Come here, fellow," he went on. :
coaxing the dog to him. "Gee, but you I
are a beauty! Uook at his height. JL-Io.s;
ain't he a dandy?"
"Yes; but I'm afraid of him." an
swered Flossie. , "He's so big ' he' could
take us down in a minute if "he wanted
to. Wonder Whose he is, anyway?"
"Bet he's a stray." paid Charlie, feel
ing about the dog's neck to ascertain if
he had a collar. No, sir; he hasn't
collar on. I
on. He's a tramp as sure as my
r's Andrews. I mean to take him
nam?
li"lI 1) 1 111 IWO.
"Now. don't you know papa won't al
low him to stay?" said Flossie, shaking
j i . . . i .... , -. . . , i . ...
home
by a ferocious dog . once, and he lias
j never had any love for the animal since. I
: But I'm going to go on home. It's too j
cold to stand here in this snow to make
friends with a tramp dog." ;
So paying Flossie turned her face J
homeward, and left Charlie with his
new-found companion. ... j
"Well; l'-n going to risk taking you
home, old feliow," Charlie said in a '
friendly voice, patting the big dog af- I
fectionately. "Come right along and be
my pal, for I'm sure you're worthy a
good, true friend."
Tlie big dog looked his approval of
Charlie's suggestion, and, wagging his
tail till it seemed it must become loose
from the exertion and fall off, he trotted
along beside the friendly boy in an ap
parently happy frame of minL
FlosBie had prepared her mother for
the arrival of Charlie's new-found com
panion, and that good lady met her boy
at tlie hall door, saying: "Now. son. you
must not bring that dog in the house.
You know your father's dislike to dogs,
and I am quite sure he would disap
prove of one being kept on the place."
Iin..t .ii n llftOr " Tl7 1 0 I Vl O T ' 1 T O
"this is a poor outcast, and just see how i
. - , -- 1 v... i
it is snowing: xou wuumii i iuiii a. Hu
man being away on a day like this, and
this fine old fellow is just as susceptible
to cold and hunger as a person is.
Please give your consent for him to
stay. He may sleep in the barn."
"Oh, he has a home, of course," said
Mrs. Andrew's. "So fine an animal as he
is need not be a wanderer on the earth.
If you drive him away he'll go home,
the right place for him."
"If he has a home -he wouldn t be out
in this storm," urged Charlie. "No dog
would be such a fool. See how he wants
to make friends!" and Charlie called at
tention to the dog's very sociable man
ners He 4 was looking at Charlie with
The Story of a Tramp Dog.
BY M. B. DAVIS.
all the tenderness oi a human being In
his great, friendly eyes, and stood wag
ging his tail furiously. Occasionally he
turned his look on Mrs. Andrews, as If
he also wished to appeal to her gener
osity. "Well." said Mrs. Andrews, her sym
pathetic heart won by both her boy and
the dog, "I cannot promise to let the
poor fellow stay, but you may take him
around to the barn and let him find a
warm place on the hay tibVyour papa
comes home. After you've put him in
the barn come to the kitchen and get
something for him to eat.'" ft
Very joyously Charlie t ok his new
. . .'
"Well, hello! Wliere'd you come from!
partner of the hour to the barn, where
a little later he carried a goodly supply
of food and water to him. "Now, old
chap," he said, as he watched the dog
cat. "vou must have a name. W hat
shall we call vou, anyway? O, I have it,
I'll call vou Dandy, for you're such a
line, dandy fellow, you are "
i That evening wnen wmiws , u -I
came home "Dandy's" case was laid-be-I
fore him. With all his powers of per-
suasion Charlie argued in favor or trie
! stray dog; but Mr. Andrews would not
; consent to keep him on the Place -No,
! son" he said, shaking his head de-
riively, "I've made it a rule ever since
j I "was dog-bitten to never have one
I about. One can never tell when a dog
i will turn vicious. This one must be a
bad fellow or he'd never nav
home. A good dog makes a good mas
ter; a good master makes a good home.
"And a bad master makes a bad
horn" and a dog with spint-hlce a
human 'beingents ill treatment
id Charlie in defense of his caning.
1 ! f" vo,,.u only get acquainted
v-ith ivindv, "the new dog. papa, you ill
know that there's no viciousness n him
Why. he's half as big as a colt-net.
'"'It'mav all be as you ay," agreed
Mr Andrews, "but I shall feel that it is
n-ir to be on the safe side. No dog.
no 'bites. I am sorry to deny you this
plavfellow, but I must do so. Where is
' this dog
IIe-Si'n the barn, where, Mamma per
mitted me to put mm v V'nd
ChiemSiaedrd-anI1
? Maytat?7
"'".crtainlv," promised Mr. Andrews;
"1- t him ierp in the hay tonight, give
him something to eat. too; but tomor
row morning you must take him to
town, as you go to school, and drop
hTnuethe matter was finally settled,
and Charlie went to bed suffering a
keen disappointment. .
If such a thins as affinity can exist
between human and animal, surely such
a bond holds together the mutual affec
tions of boy and dog.
,irl in the manger on the hay lay
on D-tndv well-fed and sheltered from
n ,1 tfovm Contentedly he dozed, blmk
his eves at Dexter, the fine buggy
fee that occupied the second stad
from T him. As tho night wore . away
Utno-v began to feel at home in the
comSrtabhf tern and the dogfnaU,re
KdS tord morning a sound as
of' vo'meone trying the paolock on the
I oorroused him 4hloud?v h
lipn-aii barking touusj.
'lis noise awakened Mr. Andrews
vo leaning from his bed, ran to a
overlook! rg the barn and saw
bvntbc Tlight of the" stars and the snow
two men prowling about the barn. door,
two men i.io lr ,mcn
In an Instant he
tion was iu"'"' '"'.; ' U.mtrv
iiove m tnai pao ui m..w...., .
ill? IlU'y " , ;jt,r .IroTtr nr hici
xin- 1 Aff hn"5TI V IllL ilS ill
KITwen lS STe To .fficoyir who th.
n-r?N I were but he felt relieved to
git metSlV. a,-he crawled took Into
Crlfnefound ffiSSf'i. w?r?h tfi
itmoin& as soon as Mr An
drews and Charlie were out of bed and
dreed they went to the barn to Investi
gate the amount of damage done to the
?o Indoor lock, and to track the thieves
ti roifgh the snow if possible. They found
the Padlock completely broken away,
ana had it not been for Dandy's inter
? ro nexter would now have been
JomS Pla?e else than in his comfortable
Punching his breakfast. x
"That old fellow's worth while I
think papa." said Charlie, patting the
dog on the head.
"He certainly was worth -while last
nisht." admitted Mr. Andrews. But I ye
no doubt he has an owner who will
claim him, or to whom he will go soon,
lie has doubtless strayed away from
home But, look .at these tracks they
lead toward the river. Let's see whether
they cross or turn toward town.
They set off, Dandy following, to trace
Wa route taken bv the thieves the night
before The tracks led directly to a
clump' of bushes on the river bank
There they seemed lost. "Ah, just as I
iunposedV" said Mr. Andrews.. "They
2 haVe crossed on the ice. They
came from the herdlands of the county
weTt See-here are their tracks down
on the ice of the. river! I had no idea
that the water had frozen over suf
ficiently to bear up a man s weight. As
Y
Y
he spoke, Mr. Andrews- -ttepped boldly
on the frozen surface of the water.
"Well," he remarked, looking about him.
"they seenv to have stopped here and
tried the strength of their bridge; their
tracks are very confusing." ,
Charlie, with -Dandy at his side, also
ventured on the ice. As he did so the
combined weight of the boy and man
cracked the ice and before they could
save themselves the ice gave way in one
great sheet, broke up into a hundred
pieces, and Charlie and Mr. Andrews
round themselves struggling in the cold,
deep water. Being heavily clad, booted
and overcoated. they were as helpless as
x
-r 1
chunks of Iron, and it must have ended
disastrously for them (for in all probar
bility they would have been carried by
the current under the ice), had not old
Dandy been there and proved himself
equal to the emergency. Almost the mo
ment when Charlie struck the water,
struggling in his heavy clothes, the
brave dog, who had gone down with
him, grabbed him by the coat collar and
swam to the nearby shore with him. As
soon as he regained his feet Charlie
looked about for his father. To his
terror he saw that gentleman beating
the water and broken cakes of ice with
his gloved hands in a helpless, frantic
PERFECTION
Little Miss Perfection
Is never late at school
Little Miss Perfection
Will never be a tool.
For; "
She can cipher, spell and write
And read long words quite well at sight,
She. is her mamma's darling toy,
Her papa's only, only joy! .
Small Mr. Stupidity
Is always late at school;
Small Mr. Stupidity
Will surely be a fool, a.
For :r.i
He can neither spell nor write.
Nor read long words light off at sight;
v WtWdixrA n '
'. .
manner. But befor oi.TT:
a command tr n ," 4X11
e coultl w.ti
iaiiiers rescue, the shi . KJ to his
animal bravely plUrKr.d ,"lnS- dripping;
the man ir r-ii ?ca Jn and s-wam
.ll . . - -il.il V t.- . .
. .V...CT
oraveiy plurtrr-d tripping;
the man in peril, it and s-r'am to
for the poor fellow to kSVPV8 t!Ut
den through the floaw k heavy ux
the shore, but he rev?; kea lce to
ground was reached and x??Ve HP ni1
dripping and shiverl w ' A,ndres.
his feet by Charlie. " listed to
"Let's hurry to tv-vr,,
speed," said Mr. Andrew. 9 '
yith Dandy f oi ilowin? an l?e two
tlulr rapidly freersn- J?JLZ fast a
allow. n Garments would
Wlten thev reaches tv k
turned In arid leaned into hf ln
manger, but his p&sence in, th"
by Mr. Andrews ani C ih .016"4
dashed into the house like two ii "ho
ters. to the great anon ShmPnt T,60"
Andrews and Flossie. Wh wLJ Mr
donning dry, warra " cloAuV Z ,7
warmth of a eheerv fire Ch-irP
exclaimed "Where's Dandy"
F-J13 k? all about inM
een. Flossie was Bent to the hiVi V"
fetch him, IX he should be founfei0
in a minute
half-frozen
i V m invitation to co
right in and dry himself by the
.ry.uicnra, aim i IlopO We'll have thm
v pleasure of yourcompany ihonritMv
Come right in and bs one of the 'f am-
but Fapa s life and mine. We owe yr
more of a debt than w enn co-
"If a good barn, tender care and ro'-l
affection can repay the debt of gratt
?Vae. to ,thl-fr poor tramP- they nre
his
AS
she wiped some cf the moisture from
UiLimy 9 wim a towel. See ROW
grateiui me gooa ieuow is ror my at-
v ' " ' . ' w xv v .lliuijf 1 II vO
i the eyes of the old dog, who wagged I 's
tail and lay his head against her knoe
wiLu i.uo aiircnuiidio ana trusting ir.w,
ner of a child.
And so it came to pass that no oi
ever claimed Dandy, who became In
every respect one of the Andrews fanw
Ily. His comfort,, was considered in
everything, and he was not only the
trusted watchdog In the manger, but
the companion of Charlie and Flossie
on any of their excursions away from
home, and always met them as they
came from school in the evening, wait
ing for them at the very place, where
on that winter day he had by chance
fallen -in.. their company.
BEHEADED WORDS.
. f .
1. Behead a verb to perceive by sound
and you will leave the noun which re
ceives the sound.
2. Behead a verb meaning Joy and you
will leave a noun which signifies youth.
3. Behead a noun meaning something of
a very hard substance and you leave a
word meaning sound. ,.
Answers given next week. . :.
THE JOKING CROCODILE, j."
"Why do you open your mouth hw
wide?"
Said the sucker-Ash to the crocodile;
"To give you plenty of room inside." -The
saurian, answered with a smile. -
And then he lay in the steaming sand
With his mouth wide open an hour oi
two.
And a thousand files flew in and down
To the kingdom-come of Tipu-Tu.
PUSH.
AND STUPIDITY.
He does his mother much annoy;
Is never called his papa's joy.
Little Miss Perfection "
T npvpr snanlcpd. VOU KllOW. '
v Little Miss Perfection
p'T. Does as she's told to do;
. While
' Small Mr. Stupidity
Is spanked from noon till nlgntf
Small Mr. Stupidity '
'- Does everything for spite. '
, 4'
Now, here's a warning to you all.
If you'd be good-why, be a girl. ;
For you can't help but to annoj
The whole bi" world if ' vmi re a hoyT
ine wnoie di0 vjhu WALKEH
she returned with
Matnal Admlratloar