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Gee whoa!

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Gee whoa!
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Children's stories, American ( lcsh )
Children's stories ( lcsh )
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Children's stories
Children's poetry
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GEE » WHOA!



ILLUSTRATED.

COPYRIGHTED 1894, BY ROBERT O. LAW.

CHICAGO:
W. B. CONKEY COMPANY,
PUBLISHERS.







NAAT





























ANAL





Shc Dick’s Boy. 9

ote



,

GPYHE boy that lives at Un-cle Dick’s has a great deal. of laugh-
la ing to do when Jack-y and Joe are at the farm. |
“Fun-ni-est lit-tle fel-lows you ev-er saw!” says the boy. “ A-pick-
ing out the big-gest straw-ber-ries for each oth-er, and a-giv-ing up to
each oth-er, and a-sit-ting down to-geth-er on the door-step to hold the
cat, her head on Joe’s knee, and her tail and hind paws on Jack’s knee
—and yes-ter-day they took their dog to ride, in-stead of his draw-
ing the cart his-self. Lov-in’-est lit-tle fel-lows you ev-er saw! Di-clare,
I'd like some broth-ers like ’em my-self!”







































































































































































BAPY-EANP

o Flow MANY MILES TO (PaARY-LAND 2
um NX ONE CAN TELL}

Fr ONE FLIGHT;

Jo YOUR RIGHT?
feesse TO RING THE BELL,”

« DREAM AND WAKE AND PLAY{ | ao
Paver anp CROW,
puour AND GROW;

fiarrr TIMES HAVE THEY! â„¢







What do they say in Ba- by-land? Why the odd-est things;



“U/sat can you SFE IN
BABY-LAND?”

« CITTLE FOLKS IN
WHITE—

Downy HEADS,

@RADLE BEDS.

y

facus PURE AND BRIGHT!”

“(Wo Is QUEEN OF BABY-
LAND P”

“former, KIND AND swEET; }
fin HER LOVE,
Born ABOVE,

Gurpzs THE LITTLE FEET.”



. Might as well try to tell What a bir - die sings!



. | a Whe Ss She?

ERE is a little maiden, Each spot she makes the brighter,
D1 Who is she, do you know? As if she were the sun;
She always has a welcome, And she is sought and cherished
Wherever she may go. And loved by everyone-—
Her face is like the May-time, _ _ By old folks and. by children,
Her voice is like a bird’s; By lofty and by low;
The sweetest of all music | Who is this little maiden,
Is in her lithesome words. Does anybody know?

You surely must have met her;
You certainly can guess;
What! I must introduce her?

Her name is Cheerfulness.



Ni ddlety N oddy.





‘Dear Niddlety Noddy,

All head and no body,
I’m sure I can’t, tell
Why I love you so well.
I love you in summer,

And in winter.so cold,




I don’t think I'd sell you

y

“For silver or gold!”



. | a Whe Ss She?

ERE is a little maiden, Each spot she makes the brighter,
D1 Who is she, do you know? As if she were the sun;
She always has a welcome, And she is sought and cherished
Wherever she may go. And loved by everyone-—
Her face is like the May-time, _ _ By old folks and. by children,
Her voice is like a bird’s; By lofty and by low;
The sweetest of all music | Who is this little maiden,
Is in her lithesome words. Does anybody know?

You surely must have met her;
You certainly can guess;
What! I must introduce her?

Her name is Cheerfulness.



Ni ddlety N oddy.





‘Dear Niddlety Noddy,

All head and no body,
I’m sure I can’t, tell
Why I love you so well.
I love you in summer,

And in winter.so cold,




I don’t think I'd sell you

y

“For silver or gold!”



ik : Hes 2 UA i Aad IN WSO tc SALE)
A H i = hac a f j NAKA Wig. f
asta © lags Zee ttle

Wy, thee Nea



Z “a
SE e wills gs dam ve
Nill ah Yee

SS ll apan pac
iON



{Little Frogs at School.

From “Songs for the Wee Ones,” by per. of J. H. Filftare.












a. Twen-ty frog-gies went © to school Down be - side.) a rush - y 2 pool ;
2. Mas-ter Bull-frog, grave and stern, Called the class - es in their turn;
3. Twen-ty frog-gies grew . up °. fast; Bull-frogsthey be-came at last;



Tweh - ty lit - tle coats ** of ° green, Twen-ty vests all white and elean,
Taught them how to no - bly strive, Like-wise how to leap and dive.
Not one dunce a-mong the lot, Not one les-son they for - got.

‘We must be in time,” said they, “First we stud - y, then we play;
From his seat up - on the logShowedthemhow to say ‘‘Ker—chog!”
Pol - ished in a high de - gree, As each frog-gie ought to be.

| SS ll

That is how tokeep the rule, When we frog - gies go \i' to school.”
Al - so how tododge a blow From the sticks which bad boys throw, |
Now they sit on oth - er. logs, Teach-ing oth - er lit - tle frogs.





















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¢ 9









y

Pictures tagt Tritt Turm Own Svoru.





PALMER COX
ERE i

DR, REM

ee pepeenereteres
: pe ERSTE
VEEN,

“sors ts

iid! May's



NOT SO BASY ANTAR ALL.





.® Nep and the Baby. :
oe a a rege

; a WEPTUNE lives next door








to our house. I mean
; — Nep, Dr. Lane’s
dog. He is half Saint
Bernard, and is eight
years old. Some one 3 Fe Ora

gave him to the doctor a few months ago, and he soon made himself
at home. .

The butcher comes three times a week with meat, and Nep found
out about this in a very few days. When meat day comes, he trots down
to the corner of the road and waits for the butcher. Other days he
stays at home. .

He is very fond of “the doctor's baby, who is two years old. He
makes care of him almost as ell as a nurse. .

One day Mrs. Lane was roasting oysters in the ene The baby
was playing about the floor, and Neb was looking on. Just for sport,
Mrs. Lane snapped the tongs at the baby. Nep sprang up at once with
a deep growl, and showed ail his teeth to Mrs. Lane. He seemed to say,
“You shall not harm this baby, if he is yours!”

The baby’s mamma feels sure now that the baby is safe when he is

in Nep’s care,





























































































































































































































































































































































































































































THE FIRST SNOW-STORM, 5







Baby Bo-Peep and. Little | Jack Horner.




Sik
I



fe At see prey ples
“itty ot eh is 2

a ue fu tg

Horner t t of

she

ts Hypa



sly i

ive

a ag



eoaee









—_



‘c

ve nig, ast cep

Neck st nen

ahbit—de bae ttn



mM
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fi Praetieal Joke.

NOT only boys, but some animals as well, are fond of practical jokes, The monkey js
never so happy as when he is playing some prank. Here wé see the old bear has lain down
in his hammock to read the ‘‘ Market Review.’’ The day is very warm, and as it is too early
to go out to catch a lamb or a pig for his supper, he thinks he will read the news and, maybe,
take a nap. He has placed his hat under the hammock where he thinks it will besafe. He is

a hi B lee

ZY, id
eo a,

AN
YE

Ne j

NR eC Af

ENS
DAO



_ 80 busy reading that he does not see the two monkeys in the tree above his head. ‘The mon-
keys think it will be fine fun to play a joke on Mr. Bear, so the larger one takes his knife and
-creeps out on the branch on which the hammock is tied. When he sees Mr. Bear laugh at
some funny thing he has read, he cuts the rope, and poor bear and the hammock fall to the

‘ground. -



A PRACTICAL JOKE.





We oN



Nth ©

ph vit 5 AME i > \ Wi \. Ni i if Az
Wel: i WK J A LOGS ASG 5 be 2, Pg 5 “a a : \ Kt \ Wf;
Nie RN eee BES AW \N a
“Wie RN \ Ce ANAS Ake! NBS : TANASE SI
\ VA : Ne Li, i eA 7 ( \\ v \ lili
We WOO NE AANS



Mr. Bear falls on his new hat and crushes it. He is so angry that he cannot get up for
atime. He scolds, and says, ‘‘I’lleat you up for this!’’ but the monkeys only laugh'aad
clatter. The little monkey is so pleased that he holds his sides and laughs. When tHe old
bear gets up he will try to catch the monkeys, but they can jump from tree to tree, and the
bear cannot get them. When they get home they will tell their mamma what fun they kad.



us Q - : Blowing | Bubbles. -

— +



RIGHT and ready, little Eddy,
On a stool sits blowing. bubbles ;
Round his mouth his laughter runs,
Like the. ripples over stones,—
For he. is a merry fellow,
Very free from baby troubles.

Like a tattered rainbow, scattered
On a globe as thin as air is,
The bright colors glide and swim

Round the glowing bubble’s rim,
Till it seems a wee world peopled
With gay troops of dancing fairies.



Hoity-toities ! how his bright eyes
Laugh to see it—‘ Tee it, muzzer!”
(“See it, mother,”— the words trip .

Sweet as kisses on his lip),
Then, at that world’s sudden bursting,
Laughs he, “I tan make anuzzer.”

Ever ready, darling Eddie
Blows again his broken bubbles,
Never wasting any tears
_ When a bright one disappears,
' But as sHeppy in their Lee .

af anuzzer,’



WHAT BABY eas a GEORGE Ss. BURLEIGH.

































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































Full Text




























































GEE » WHOA!



ILLUSTRATED.

COPYRIGHTED 1894, BY ROBERT O. LAW.

CHICAGO:
W. B. CONKEY COMPANY,
PUBLISHERS.




NAAT





























ANAL





Shc Dick’s Boy. 9

ote



,

GPYHE boy that lives at Un-cle Dick’s has a great deal. of laugh-
la ing to do when Jack-y and Joe are at the farm. |
“Fun-ni-est lit-tle fel-lows you ev-er saw!” says the boy. “ A-pick-
ing out the big-gest straw-ber-ries for each oth-er, and a-giv-ing up to
each oth-er, and a-sit-ting down to-geth-er on the door-step to hold the
cat, her head on Joe’s knee, and her tail and hind paws on Jack’s knee
—and yes-ter-day they took their dog to ride, in-stead of his draw-
ing the cart his-self. Lov-in’-est lit-tle fel-lows you ev-er saw! Di-clare,
I'd like some broth-ers like ’em my-self!”

































































































































































BAPY-EANP

o Flow MANY MILES TO (PaARY-LAND 2
um NX ONE CAN TELL}

Fr ONE FLIGHT;

Jo YOUR RIGHT?
feesse TO RING THE BELL,”

« DREAM AND WAKE AND PLAY{ | ao
Paver anp CROW,
puour AND GROW;

fiarrr TIMES HAVE THEY! â„¢







What do they say in Ba- by-land? Why the odd-est things;
“U/sat can you SFE IN
BABY-LAND?”

« CITTLE FOLKS IN
WHITE—

Downy HEADS,

@RADLE BEDS.

y

facus PURE AND BRIGHT!”

“(Wo Is QUEEN OF BABY-
LAND P”

“former, KIND AND swEET; }
fin HER LOVE,
Born ABOVE,

Gurpzs THE LITTLE FEET.”



. Might as well try to tell What a bir - die sings!
. | a Whe Ss She?

ERE is a little maiden, Each spot she makes the brighter,
D1 Who is she, do you know? As if she were the sun;
She always has a welcome, And she is sought and cherished
Wherever she may go. And loved by everyone-—
Her face is like the May-time, _ _ By old folks and. by children,
Her voice is like a bird’s; By lofty and by low;
The sweetest of all music | Who is this little maiden,
Is in her lithesome words. Does anybody know?

You surely must have met her;
You certainly can guess;
What! I must introduce her?

Her name is Cheerfulness.



Ni ddlety N oddy.





‘Dear Niddlety Noddy,

All head and no body,
I’m sure I can’t, tell
Why I love you so well.
I love you in summer,

And in winter.so cold,




I don’t think I'd sell you

y

“For silver or gold!”
ik : Hes 2 UA i Aad IN WSO tc SALE)
A H i = hac a f j NAKA Wig. f
asta © lags Zee ttle

Wy, thee Nea



Z “a
SE e wills gs dam ve
Nill ah Yee

SS ll apan pac
iON



{Little Frogs at School.

From “Songs for the Wee Ones,” by per. of J. H. Filftare.












a. Twen-ty frog-gies went © to school Down be - side.) a rush - y 2 pool ;
2. Mas-ter Bull-frog, grave and stern, Called the class - es in their turn;
3. Twen-ty frog-gies grew . up °. fast; Bull-frogsthey be-came at last;



Tweh - ty lit - tle coats ** of ° green, Twen-ty vests all white and elean,
Taught them how to no - bly strive, Like-wise how to leap and dive.
Not one dunce a-mong the lot, Not one les-son they for - got.

‘We must be in time,” said they, “First we stud - y, then we play;
From his seat up - on the logShowedthemhow to say ‘‘Ker—chog!”
Pol - ished in a high de - gree, As each frog-gie ought to be.

| SS ll

That is how tokeep the rule, When we frog - gies go \i' to school.”
Al - so how tododge a blow From the sticks which bad boys throw, |
Now they sit on oth - er. logs, Teach-ing oth - er lit - tle frogs.





















i y
BSAC SHAN
ee eft

== —_ oe g

¢ 9






y

Pictures tagt Tritt Turm Own Svoru.


PALMER COX
ERE i

DR, REM

ee pepeenereteres
: pe ERSTE
VEEN,

“sors ts

iid! May's



NOT SO BASY ANTAR ALL.


.® Nep and the Baby. :
oe a a rege

; a WEPTUNE lives next door








to our house. I mean
; — Nep, Dr. Lane’s
dog. He is half Saint
Bernard, and is eight
years old. Some one 3 Fe Ora

gave him to the doctor a few months ago, and he soon made himself
at home. .

The butcher comes three times a week with meat, and Nep found
out about this in a very few days. When meat day comes, he trots down
to the corner of the road and waits for the butcher. Other days he
stays at home. .

He is very fond of “the doctor's baby, who is two years old. He
makes care of him almost as ell as a nurse. .

One day Mrs. Lane was roasting oysters in the ene The baby
was playing about the floor, and Neb was looking on. Just for sport,
Mrs. Lane snapped the tongs at the baby. Nep sprang up at once with
a deep growl, and showed ail his teeth to Mrs. Lane. He seemed to say,
“You shall not harm this baby, if he is yours!”

The baby’s mamma feels sure now that the baby is safe when he is

in Nep’s care,


























































































































































































































































































































































































































































THE FIRST SNOW-STORM, 5




Baby Bo-Peep and. Little | Jack Horner.




Sik
I



fe At see prey ples
“itty ot eh is 2

a ue fu tg

Horner t t of

she

ts Hypa



sly i

ive

a ag



eoaee









—_



‘c

ve nig, ast cep

Neck st nen

ahbit—de bae ttn
mM
i

|
a :

y


































fi Praetieal Joke.

NOT only boys, but some animals as well, are fond of practical jokes, The monkey js
never so happy as when he is playing some prank. Here wé see the old bear has lain down
in his hammock to read the ‘‘ Market Review.’’ The day is very warm, and as it is too early
to go out to catch a lamb or a pig for his supper, he thinks he will read the news and, maybe,
take a nap. He has placed his hat under the hammock where he thinks it will besafe. He is

a hi B lee

ZY, id
eo a,

AN
YE

Ne j

NR eC Af

ENS
DAO



_ 80 busy reading that he does not see the two monkeys in the tree above his head. ‘The mon-
keys think it will be fine fun to play a joke on Mr. Bear, so the larger one takes his knife and
-creeps out on the branch on which the hammock is tied. When he sees Mr. Bear laugh at
some funny thing he has read, he cuts the rope, and poor bear and the hammock fall to the

‘ground. -
A PRACTICAL JOKE.





We oN



Nth ©

ph vit 5 AME i > \ Wi \. Ni i if Az
Wel: i WK J A LOGS ASG 5 be 2, Pg 5 “a a : \ Kt \ Wf;
Nie RN eee BES AW \N a
“Wie RN \ Ce ANAS Ake! NBS : TANASE SI
\ VA : Ne Li, i eA 7 ( \\ v \ lili
We WOO NE AANS



Mr. Bear falls on his new hat and crushes it. He is so angry that he cannot get up for
atime. He scolds, and says, ‘‘I’lleat you up for this!’’ but the monkeys only laugh'aad
clatter. The little monkey is so pleased that he holds his sides and laughs. When tHe old
bear gets up he will try to catch the monkeys, but they can jump from tree to tree, and the
bear cannot get them. When they get home they will tell their mamma what fun they kad.
us Q - : Blowing | Bubbles. -

— +



RIGHT and ready, little Eddy,
On a stool sits blowing. bubbles ;
Round his mouth his laughter runs,
Like the. ripples over stones,—
For he. is a merry fellow,
Very free from baby troubles.

Like a tattered rainbow, scattered
On a globe as thin as air is,
The bright colors glide and swim

Round the glowing bubble’s rim,
Till it seems a wee world peopled
With gay troops of dancing fairies.



Hoity-toities ! how his bright eyes
Laugh to see it—‘ Tee it, muzzer!”
(“See it, mother,”— the words trip .

Sweet as kisses on his lip),
Then, at that world’s sudden bursting,
Laughs he, “I tan make anuzzer.”

Ever ready, darling Eddie
Blows again his broken bubbles,
Never wasting any tears
_ When a bright one disappears,
' But as sHeppy in their Lee .

af anuzzer,’



WHAT BABY eas a GEORGE Ss. BURLEIGH.