fortune, behind.
So pity her fate,
Gentle reader, and say,
Such women are not to be found every day.
Quite an Adventure.
Mrs. Hen, one sunny day,
Took her chickens for a walk,
Dick, the youngest, strayed away
While his mother stopped to talk.
Then he saw the strangest sight,
'Twas a monster aeroplane,
But it gave him such a fright
That he scurried home again!
Funny Toys
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Here's a number of funny toys
For good little girls and good little boys,
First comes Jackie all ready for fun,
After the animals see him run.
Next is a bird of colours gay,
If he spreads his wings he will fly away.
Poor Master Duckie cries “Quack, quack, quack!
To my farmyard pond please take me back.”
What a dear little doggie Bunty his name,
I am sure that he looks quite friendly and tame.
His bright eyes are gazing up in the air,
I wonder what ever he sees up there!
“Croak, croak, croak!” cries Mr. Green Frog,
“I really am quite afraid of that dog!”
And that dear little clockwork mouse on wheels—
I know if you pinch him hard he squeals!
C.M. Rutley.
There were seven froggies of Lee
Who were happy as happy could be,
Till a duck close by
Just winked his eye,
As he thought of his afternoon tea.
With a hop, and a skip, and a run,
He soon put an end to their fun,
For as they went past
He snapped up the last,
And that tells you my story is done.
Mr. and Mrs. Ostrich and their Children.
Tinklebell Tales.
Frisk was a dear little dog. He belonged to Mistress Molly.
One morning Molly said, “Now Frisk, I am going to the town, and you must stay and look after the house, for Mother is going out too.”
Frisk sat down in his little chair, and held his walking stick between his paws.
“No one shall steal the dinner while I am here,” he said. “Bow, wow!”
On her way to the town, Molly saw her cousin Tommy leaning over a gate.
“Oh, Tommy!” she said, “If you are passing our house, please look in and see how Frisk is getting on.”
And Tommy ran off at once.
Frisk was glad to see Tommy, who gave him a good drink of water from a tub.
When Molly reached the town she went into the baker's shop to buy a loaf of bread.
But when she put her hand in her pocket she found her purse had gone!
“Don't cry, my dear,” said the baker.
And he left his shop, and went with Molly down the road.
Very soon they found the purse with all the money quite safe inside.
Then Molly saw a shop with “SALE” printed in the window, and went in.
“Good morning, ma'am!” said the shopman. “What can I get for you?”
“I want some stockings, please,” said Molly.
“How do you like these?” said the shopman. “They are only one shilling the pair, because it is sale time!”
“They are lovely!” said Molly, “And the scarlet stripes just match my dress! Please make them into a tiny parcel, and I will put them in my pocket.” Then she paid her money, and set off home.
And what had Frisk been doing all this time?
He soon grew tired of looking after the dinner, and spied his master's hat.
“Bow wow!”
