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Do you hear my drum?

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Do you hear my drum?
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Charterhouse toy books
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Miles & Miles ( Publisher )
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1 v. (unpaged) : ill. ; 25 cm.

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Children's poetry -- 1894 ( lcsh )
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Children's stories
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The excitement was intense.



A CURIOUS FISH.

A Curious . isu.

__Jusr look at that fish ! that with the dreadful
- mouth—so large, and with such a row of
— sharp teeth. ©

See how curiously it catches its food. On

_ the front of its head there is a long thin up-

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- .and line. At the end of the line STOWS a piece
_ of red flesh.
When the frog sine ler is hungry it sinks to
| ‘le bottom of the water, and holds out this
fishing rod.
A fish sees the bait and darts at it, when
‘suddenly the frog angler opens his big mouth
-and swallows its victim.



A’ GALLANT CRAFT.

‘A GALLANT GRAFT. |
“Isn't it too bad!” pouted —
Minnie, as she looked out of
the window, and saw heavy
rain-clouds driven by a high ©
wind over a dull grey sea.
“Our very first day at.
— Brightsea, and it blows a gale, ©
and rains like I don’t know
what ! ”
“We can’t Pee 20 out,” said Hugh.
Mother had taken 'a house at Brightsea for a
month, and was busy, with nurse, unpacking.
The house stood close by the sea, and if the
day had been fine, the children would have
gone on the beach. As it was, they were tired
of looking out of the window, and began to
wonder what next. oe
“T don’t like this old nursery,” erumbled
Hugh. “It isn’t half so nice as ours at home.
There isn’t a thing to play with.” |
“There is a table,” laughed Gerald. “You
rarely see Gerald cross.
“ Lets make a boat,” he said. “We'll aoe up
handkerchiefs for sails.”





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‘“‘LurF! BELAY THERE! LET GO THE )1B!”



Ae SCAU LIEINGE - CiRATEIE





~“And—Yes, Hugh! That broom handle with
a walkine-stick tied across it with Minnie’s
skipping-rope, will make a capital mast. Get
in, Minnie! In with you, Bessie, and Jessie.
You shall be passengers, and we boys will be |
the crew.’

What fun it was! Gerald brought Bat his
tennis racket for an oar, and Minnie put her
sailor doll in a box “to tow astern.” All
entered into the fun. | | ,

“Wait a minute,” cried Hugh, as he opened
the window. ‘We'll let in a jolly breeze to fill —
our sails, and then we shall be all right.”

“Luff! Belay there! Let go the jib!”
shouted the boys merrily. . 3 |

“What good. contented children!” said —
mother, when she came at last. “So sorry
you could not go on the beach and play.”

“Oh, our ship is splendid, mamma,” cried
Bessie and Jessie. “Do get in! Minnie and
me is pattinders, and ren and Se is the —
screw!” —



Avie SMENG Seid Cre

RESTING PLACE.

Have you ever wondered where that delicious
fruit the date comes from? The date is the
fruit of the palm tree. Palm trees grow in the
Holy Land and most countries of the Hast.
They grow very tall, and some are as high asa



church steeple. The palm tree has no branches.
Very long leaves grow out at the top of the
stem. Some of the leaves are more than
twenty feet long.

These trees are to be found near sweet water-
springs, and therefore travellers in deserts are



MAY-DAY.

glad to see a cluster of palm trees, and however
far it is out of their way, they willingly make
for it, to find there a place at which to drink;

and camp and rest. The Children of Israel
pitched their camp at Elim, because there were
there three score and ten ae and twelve
fountains of water. —

‘MaY-DAY

mine sun shone, and the birds
sang gaily their joy that
winter had gone at last, and
that sweet flowers had begun
to show themselves again in
every field and wood. Jacky,
|e 4 Rose, and Sophy, were glad —
| Be too. ‘They brought in posies
of blossoms to show poor
father, who could not get out to see them for
himself.
_ Father slipped on some ice at Christmas,
and hurt himself so badly that he could not go
to work yet, though to-morrow was the first of
my.





MAY-DAY.:

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MAY-DAY.

Mother worked hard, and the children did all
they could to help her.

“Jacky!” said Rose, as they went to bed.
“Tm going to tell you a big secret. Don’t you
say a word about it!” And Jacky promised.

“Well,” said Rose. ‘“ Let’s get up ever so
softly, and ever so early to-morrow morning
while mother is asleep, and make pretty
_ garlands to take round to the farms. Then, if
we show them, and sing May-day carols,
perhaps we'll cet a lot of money to help mother ot
pay the rent.”

‘The sun gets up: ce on May-day, but the
children were out first.

Oh, how surprised mother was, when they
brought her home three whole shillines to go
towards the rent. |

“What a nice help!” she said, tears
springing to her eyes as she gave them each a
kiss. |
“Rose thinked of it!” cried J acky. ‘She
thinked oo. it au og own seu eae





THE FOX AND THE .HEN.

JHE flox AND THE FEN

‘Tux sly, cunning fox was softly creeping about
in the long grass of the wood; he heard the
hen clucking to her chickens.

Now, there was a stone wall between the
wood where the fox was and the yard where the
hen and chickens were.



‘6 RUNNING AND FLYING AND SCREAMING.”

So the sly fox crept softly close up to this
wall. Then he listened and again heard the
hen go “ cluck, cluck,” and the chickens chirp.

At the thought of the good breakfast he was
going to have his mouth watered. But there
was still the wall to leap. Once on the top of
that, he could pounce down on his prize.



THE FOX AND THE HEN.

Till now the hen had no idea that danger to
her and her little ones was so near, the fox had
moved about so slyly and softly. Slyly and
softly he now got ready to jump, took a good
spring, and reached the top of the wall.

Poor mother and chicks!

- But they are not pounced on yet!

Before more than the point of the fox’s nose
was up above the wall, the hen caught sight of ©
him, called to her chickens, and ran as fast as
her legs could carry her. And the chickens
ran as fast as their legs couid carry them.

There they go, running and flyimg and
screaming away. They had a sad fright, and
will not soon forget the peep of that ugly face
over the top of the wall.
~ But they all got into a safe place. Then
the frightened mother gathered her frightened
chickens under her wings, and she took a rest,
and her chickens went to sleep. |





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Giving the Dolls a Sail.





-TROT’S BREAKFAST.

JRoT’S BREAKFAST.

“Trot is asleep! That’s good!” said.
maoOvMere alll eine Omi wanes alee
father his breakfast. Trot walks
so slow, and he is getting such
a heavy boy to carry. Bless

Mother put a nice bow] of bread and milk on
the table for Trot. Then off she went, as fast as

~ ghe could.

“Muv-ver!” said Trot, when he woke. But

he was all alone. At first Trot was going to

cry, but then he thought he wouldn’t. Trot is
no cry-baby. “Get up, and get my brekbus!”
he said, and up he got. At least out of bed.
He did not even try to dress himself. Down-
stairs went Trot, in his little shirt, found the

' bread and milk, and took it out on the door-step.

“Then Trot see Muv-ver come back!” he

said. Trot saw something else first. A stray
dog thought that breakfast looked good. Up

he came, poked his nose into the basin, pushed
it on the ground, and began to eat.
“Bad dog! bad dog!” cried Trot, waving his

Speen. | trou tell Muy ver! rot yall!”

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TROT’S BREAKFAST,

But the dog finished it all, and then ranaway.

“Muv-ver!” said Trot, when she came back,
“T got up, and got my brekbus, all my own self,
and then a naughty dog ate it all up, and broke
my pretty basin, and didn’t leave mea bi



















































































































Mother picked Trot up, and kissed him.

“ Mother is glad the dog did not bite you, pet!
Stay in bed another time, till mother comes to
dress you.”



ECT OMAN 1D SID Iie a ele On ee

itty AND DILL AT tome.

Dora has two pets of her Sieiay
own, Kitty the kitten, and
Dill the duck. Kitty likes to
play with Dill, and the duck
never seems to mind. Every
morning Dora brings Kitty a
last Se Sauce ec Ou milieu anacl

sprinkles plenty of corn on a board close to the

pond for Dill.

Dora left the cornbin, in the barn, open one
day. Kitty peeped in. “What a funny
place!” she said, “perhaps there is a mouse
here. ll catch it, and surprise mother.”

.. Into the bin went Kitty, and sat so. still

that she fell asleep.

“How careless!” said the farmer, when he
saw the open bin. He shut the lid, and
went away. | tit

This woke Kitty. “Mew! mew!” she cried,
when she found herself shut up. “Mew!
mew! I want to get out.”

But nobody heard poor Kitty, and she
~mewed till she was weary ; all in vain.

“Dill! Dill! Where is Kitty?” asked Dora.

next ee when she came to feed her pets
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KITTY AND DILL AT HOME.

“Quack! quack!” said Dill, which meant
“T don’t know, I can’t find her, I haven’t seen
her all yesterday, IT can’t think what has
become of her.” :

“Kitty! Kitty! Kitty!” Dora called. But
there was no answer. And, though Dora
searched high and low, she could not find the
kitten.

“Well, I must feed Dill,” she said at last,
and opened the cornbin.

“Mew!” said Kitty. Out she sprang, and,
oh, how glad she was!

How glad Dora
was to find her!
And how pleased
Dill seemed to be
to frolic with her
little friend !

“I was quite
lonely without
you,” said Dill,
Cine rol skaitiy.|
How I wish you
would learn to
swim and come
into the pond with
me!”



Z Sh i ! eres.





KITTY AND DILL ABROAD.

But Kitty could not do this, even to please
her dear friend Dill.



a fatty AND Ditn ABROAD.

. 6 .

- MoTHER says ‘stay in the
barn. Isn’t it stupid?” said
Kitty to Dill the duck.

“Just like my mother!”
said ii bw ould: dike sve
see the world, and find big
ponds with banks full of





slugs.”

“Td like to find a barn full of mice,” said
Kitty, “and a pond of milk. Not a skimpy
little saucerful like Dora puts for us.”

“Let’s go!” said Dill. And the two set off

Oh, what a hot road!

“Quack! quack!” said poor Dill, for she
began to want water badly.

“Meeew!” said Kitty, who was tone
hungry. ‘Il wonder whether mother caught
that mouse! I left her watching at a hole.”

But on they went, hoping to come to a pond
and a barn presently.



KITTY AND DILL ABROAD.

On till they were tired out.

“Oh, I wish we were home! I don’t like
the world at all,” said Kitty; and poor Dill
opened her dry beak, but could not make a
sound.

“Oh, how funny! !” cried a boy, coming along
the road, “just see that kitten and duck! Why
it’s Dora Hill’s kitten! TU catch them, and
take them back to the farm.”

This was not easy, for Kitty and Dill were
frightened, and did not understand.

But when they found themselves at home
again, Dill dived into the pond, with a joyful
“quack!” and as
Kitty nestled
close to her
mother, after lap-
ping Dora’s nice
saucer of milk,
she said, “You
were quite right, 7
mother! I will
mind what you
say, and never
eel ae Ue Tale
away to see the
world any more.”





A SILLY CHILD FISH.

‘A Sitty CHILD Psu.

THERE was once a little fish, a perch, an un-
happy little fellow, always wanting to do just
what his mother told him not to dor

“Do not swim in Danger Pool,” said his wise
mother; but when the good dame’s back was
turned, the silly little fish scoffed at her advice.





































one ES OCAOOR the little fish swam into
danger pool.

“What a Salendia place! ” he exclaimed.
“How ridiculous for mother and father to keep
away. Glorious!” he cried. “ Danger Pool
they call this, do they? Give me Danger Pool,
say L” and so saying, with open watering



LE Youn tl ED) el Sie

mouth he darted at a luscious worm that
wriggled in the water.

Oh, the dreadful pain! something was stick-
ing in his throat. Then the terrified little fish
felt himself being pulled quickly through the
water. “Oh, mother! mother! your poor little
child fish is in danger.” Yes, the miserable
little perch had swallowed a hook that the
little village boys had baited with a worm. —

Shortly the line pulled him out of the water,
and landed him struggling on the grassy bank
of the pool. And as he lay in great misery
and pain, he thought of his mother’s loving
warning, of his comfortable home which he
should now see no more, and wished with a
‘broken heart that he had done his mother’s
will. But all his regrets were now too late.
For a little while he skipped, and ee and

eae and then he died.





THE CUT HAND.



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Jue (ur Fiano.

| ERALD always wants to do what Rupert
sy does—forgetting that Rupert is a big
boy, while he is only a little one.

“Wait till you are older,” Nurse often says
to him.

Grandpa gave Rupert a knife at Christmas.
| ‘Gor ald wanted one.

INo} me my. boy. said mrenaclor. — YEOT!
would cut yourself I have bought a nice
drum for you.” : |

Rupert is clever at carving. “Don’t touch
my knife, Gerald,” he said. “I will cut out a
— boatand all sorts of things for you to play with.’

Gerald found the knife one day, while
Rupert was at school.

“ Now LI will cut out some ee for myself, one
he said.

Silly boy! He had only just ee to nor
when the knife slipped, and cut his hand. |

“Rupert’s is a nasty, horrid sharp knife!” he

sobbed to nurse. “I don’t like it!”
“Blunt knives are no good for anything,”
said nurse. “Perhaps you will believe me now,
Master Gerald, when I tell you it is best for you —
to be content, and wait till you are older, before
you try to do all that Master Rupert does.”



(

DAISY.

Daisy.

Daisy was to have a bun.
Grannie said so. But sha
sald Wait ull Wl come. to

get it for you, Daisy.”

Daisy did not want to wait.

She wanted that bun badly.

She went to the cupboard.
There were the buns in a big
dish) Om othe shelm 9 Ohv ner.



sweet and nice! Daisy stood on tiptoe. She
could just reach the dish, Why not take



SOME SPANISH CHILDREN.

abun? Grannie said she was to have one.
Daisy’s foot slipped. Crash! Smash! Over
went the dish, buns and all. ) 7

“Qh, naughty child!” said Grannie, when
she saw the broken dish. = WV anes clic) you
not wait for me?” eet

POME SPANISH CHILDREN.

_ Is there a little one, all the
world over, that is not glad
to see the merry spring-time!
glad to know keen winds,
ice, and snow are gone away,
that sunny days, sweet
fruits, and flowers are
coming in their stead. There
are no leaves upon the tree
in the picture, but you can
see the sun is shining, and the flowers in the
little maid’s basket tell that winter is over,
and glad spring-tide is come. Look at Carlos
as he sings, and thrums his guitar. Wedo
not know what it is all about. He sings in
Spanish, but we can tell by his laughing face,





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SOME SPANISH CHILDREN.
and by the way Isabella smiles at us over her
fan, that the song is a gay one.

“Look at my flowers! see my sweet posies !”
cries the little maid with the basket. And
Isabella flirts her fan, as she has seen ladies do,
andin her high comb, and fine sash, feels that
she is somebody. _

Quite a carnival these little ones are having,
‘as they go singing and dancing through the
streets to the music of Carlos’ guitar.

Baby cannot quite make out what it is all

about, but he trots along as happy as anybody.
Carlos hopes to be a banderillo when he is a
man. To wear a gay dress and coloured cloak,
and fight fierce bulls in a big crowded circus.
Perhaps, even, dressed as a knight of the olden
time, to charge the angry bulls on horseback,
while all the crowd will applaud him as a
brave Toreador, |

But bull-fighting is a cruel sport, and, if ihe
only knew it, Carlos is surely happier now,
singing on his way through the sunny streets
without a care or a fear in the world—a merry”
little Spanish child.



THE FIELD MOUSE.

JHE flreLD Mouse.

THe harvest field is a beautiful
sight. When the corn is cut
down, then come waggons and
horses to carry it all away to

‘® the farmer's yard. As soon as
the men and horses have carried all the sheaves





away, the epee cereal up all the
stray ears of corn and take them home to
make bread.
But there is one little harvester, the field
mouse, who is not often seen, who reaps before
the reapers begin, and gleans long after the
villagers have done.

To feed he cleverly cuts the stalk of the



PEACEMAK! ING.

standing corn near the root, and the fallen ear
affords him a ready supply.

Sometimes these tiny animals assemble in
mighty hosts; nothing can impede their pro-
oress ; they climb over rocks, cross extensive
marshes, and fearlessly swim the most rapid
rivers.

Kach family generally consists of five or six,
and in less than fifteen days the young are
able to support themselves.

Their little houses in the ground generally
contain two rooms.



PEACEMAKING,
. ir wasn’t fair !”
No lt was) 2

‘You cheated !”

“No, I didn’t!”

Such pleasant play only a minute
ago, and now angry looks, flushed
faces, and hard words.

But Bessie is ready. Bessie is so fond of
the boys, and can’t bear quarrels. It would be
easy indeed to make matters worse, to get up a
quarrel that would spoil all the holiday after-





PEACEMAKING.

noon, but a few gentle words and a bright
laugh have chased away the threatening cloud
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amused, all unconscious of how much home
happiness is owing to Bessie the peacemaker.

Do you hear my Drum. Cc



Nina was not a cross child. Nina
was blithe as a bee, and bright as a
button. Then why should Father,
Mother, Grannie, Nurse, and Aunt
Kate always be so very thankful
when night came, and Nina was
safely tucked up in bed out of the
way until morning? Why? Take
a peep at Nina, as she lies fast asleep
in her own little bed. Two fairies
are looking at her.

“Nina is a dear little girl!” one
: of them says.
“Yes,” said the other, “except for this sad





“PLL PUT ON MY SOCKS,”



NINA.

fault that spoils her. Nina asks silly questions
all day long.”

“Can she be cured ?” asked the first fairy.

“We'll try!” said the second, hopefully.

And they both flew about Nina’s room, and
then through the house, waving their silver
wands.

A golden. sunbeam awoke Nina next day,
and she sat up.

— “Tl put on my socks,” she said.

“Why ? why don’t you put on your shoes
first? What are we made of?”

Nina did not know which question to answer
first.

“People always put on socks first,” she said.

“Why? What are people?”

“Tl soon stop this!” thought Nina. “Pll put
on my shoes, and then I shan’t hear them.”

But Nina no sooner touched her shoes than
they both began at once—

“Why do you put us on? Why were we
taken off last night?” |

¥ Be quiet !” said Nina, “Tam going to button
soe

“Why? What are buttons ao they STON
on shoes?”

Nina felt peace

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“T will wash myself, and go downstairs as
quick as I can.’ |
But the soap asked, “Why aoe you dip me in
water? Why don’tyou use me dry?” And
the soapy water asked, “ What made all these
bubbles come on me?” While the towel

_ flapped itself against Nina’s face, and asked,

“Why do you rub yourself on me?” Nina
threw it down, and ran to the dressing-table.
But she had only just touched the brush
when it cried out, “Why don’t you brush your
face as well as your hair?”

Nina rushed away downstairs. | Here things
were quite as bad. . 7

“Why do you eat your bread and rile out
of me?” asked the basin that held Nina’s
- breakfast.. “Why do you: dip: me in?” asiced

the spoon.

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“Why don’t you wear me on your thumb?”
asked her thimble.

“Why do you write in your copy-book with
me, and not on your slate?” asked the ink.

Questions, like the others, that nobody heard
but Nina. “Why do you put your head on
me, and not your feet?” asked the pillow
when she went to bed quite tired out.

cis Nima cured. Co syou tiniiales oe one
fairy to the other.

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asking silly tiresome questions, and Father,
Mother, Grannie, Nurse, and Aunt Kate can’t
understand it at all!

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‘‘ LIKE THIS,” SAID DICK.



THREE - TINY: ONES.

copy- Erne thie nde nen dre annie
wall a queer figure, with a round O for a
head, and straight strokes for arms and legs.
oe Teacher said I was a bad boy. But I don’t
care. I like to draw.” | ce

“T like to see you draw,” said Kitty. “Only
not in your copy-book. After school is the
time for fun. Now draw me, Dick.”

“ Like this,” said Dick, looking hard at Kitty. |
“This is how your mouth goes up when you
laugh.”

“That's Fach said Kitty, when father
came by presently, and stopped to look at
Dick’s drawings. ‘“ And that is me.”

Father laughed. “Not much. like you,
Kitty! But Dick. has made a smile, and a
merry face is better than a -cross one any
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Wien Tiny ee!

| Tanen little tiny ones, sitting on a seat, |
One sucks his fingers for something to eat,
One holds her bonnet, pink it is and gay,
One sits and watches till mother comes that.
way.



MISCHIEF.

Ah, the time seems weary,
when one has to wait! —

Oh, the moments dreary !
Hark, was‘that the gate ?

Tiny ones stretch forth
their arms. What is it
they see ? ae

Best of sights! Why
mother comes to take
them home to tea.



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‘MISCHIEF.

Mr. Bear took off his hat and
coat. ‘“ Pouf-f-f!” he said, —
“How hot it is! I will hang
my hammock in the shade.
Not here, over there would be
ee better. , And he went fur-
LN ther into the forest. “Oh,
bother! I have left my coat,” said Mr. Bear.
“Well, I won’t go back for it! Tt is too much
trouble to get out again just as I am so
comfortable.” Swing, swing went the ham-_
mock gently under the trees, as Mr. Bear






MISCHIEF.

lay and read. He was tired, and the day
was warm. (Quite too hot for work, he
thought. Perhaps, but not too hot for



‘LOOK OUT, CLIM.”

mischief. It very seldom is. At least Curly-
tail and Clim-climb did not think so, and
they ought to know, for you may find these

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MISCHIEF.

two merry monkeys in mischief any day of.
the week.

“Here's fun!” they cried, when they found
the coat. “Hullo! Wonder whether there is
anything good in the pockets !” |

‘What is this ?” asked Clim-climb, pulling
out a knife. 7

“A knife!” cried Curly-tail. “Give it to
me! I'll show you something.”

“What is a knife? What is it good for?” —
“Good for ? Why good to cut with, stupid!”

answered his brother. He opened the knife,
and followed by Clim-climb, went slyly up the
tree. “Look out, Clim!” he whispered, and |
began to cut the hammock ropes.

Swing ! swing! gently went the hammock.
Mr. Bear was getting drowsy. Though he
still held the paper, he was half asleep, and

did not see the monkeys at all. :

_ Swing, swing, gently went the hammock,

as Mr. Bear lay half ina dream. “I saw a
wild bee’s nest,’ he was thinking, “full of
honey! Mrs. Bear likes honey. I'll take
some to her when I go home. Mrs. Bear is —
like honey. She is very sweet, but she has
a sharp tongue. She can sting. No, that —



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MISCHIEF.

cut through at last. They gave way, and
Mr. Bear fell heavily to the ground.

“Why! Why! What!” he cried. “Oh, —

you young rascals!” He jumped up and
shook his fist at Clim and Curly. ‘You
young scamps! Only wait till I catch you!
Wait till I get hold of you!”

“A very long time to wait!” they cried,
scrambling away to the top of the tree
where they knew Mr. Bear could not follow

them.
Mr. Bear can climb well, eu he is so fat
and heavy that he would not dare to venture
high upon slender boughs that are ole enough |
for Clim and Curly.

Mr. Bear ae the. other end of the ham-
mock, and folded it up. “Tl go home,” he
said, and picked up the coat. “My own knife,
too!” he groaned; when he had Felt in the
pockets. ‘I might have known it! Those
thieving, mischievous rascals! I wonder
what Mrs. Bear will say to me. I’ve had a_
nasty fall, and lost my favourite knife. But
it is partly my own fault. Mrs. Bear will
- say I ought not to have left my coat lying
about. Well! well! Lazy, untidy people



MISCHIEF.

he do get into trouble!” Mr. Bear Bae
and went away.

‘“He’s gone!” laughed Clim. “ It’s all
right, Curly! Now give me the knife.”

“Likely!” sneered Curly. ‘Give it to
‘you, indeed! Catch me!”

“Yes, give it to me!” said Clim, hotly.
“Ttis mine. [ found it.”

‘What then?” said Curly. “TI shall keep it.
You did not even know what it was.”

With an angry cry, Clim sprang at him,
aud the two monkeys fought hard for the
knife. How did it happen? Curly struck
out his hand and thrust the ae deep into.
Clim.

“Oh! Oh!” gasped Clim and fell from
the tree.

“Chm! Clim!” eried Curly in dismay.
“ Oh, Clim, I did not mean to hurt you!”

But Clim lay bleeding on the ground.
Away, away ran Curly, as fast as he could,
to find old Mother Monkey. For even mis-
_ chievous monkeys know that mother is always
their best friend. The old monkey knew



MISCHIEF.

what to do. She plucked some leaves, chewed
_ them up, and put them on the wound. ‘This
soon stopped the bleeding, and in.a little while
Clim was able to sit up and eat some nice fruit.

“Oh, Clim! Dear brother!” sobbed. Curly,

“J thought that I had killed you!”
“We must take care of Chm till, he is
well,” said Mother Monkey, when she had
heard all about it. “And I hope that. this
will be a lesson to you both, to keep out of
mischief, and never t0 quarrel with each
other—whatever you do.”

Mr. Bear found his knife close by his ae
next morning. ‘ My word!” he cried gladly,
“T wonder how this carne here !”

‘Mother Monkey knew. And so did Clim.
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The excitement was intense.
A CURIOUS FISH.

A Curious . isu.

__Jusr look at that fish ! that with the dreadful
- mouth—so large, and with such a row of
— sharp teeth. ©

See how curiously it catches its food. On

_ the front of its head there is a long thin up-

nen pes bent at the ie like a ea rod

































































- .and line. At the end of the line STOWS a piece
_ of red flesh.
When the frog sine ler is hungry it sinks to
| ‘le bottom of the water, and holds out this
fishing rod.
A fish sees the bait and darts at it, when
‘suddenly the frog angler opens his big mouth
-and swallows its victim.
A’ GALLANT CRAFT.

‘A GALLANT GRAFT. |
“Isn't it too bad!” pouted —
Minnie, as she looked out of
the window, and saw heavy
rain-clouds driven by a high ©
wind over a dull grey sea.
“Our very first day at.
— Brightsea, and it blows a gale, ©
and rains like I don’t know
what ! ”
“We can’t Pee 20 out,” said Hugh.
Mother had taken 'a house at Brightsea for a
month, and was busy, with nurse, unpacking.
The house stood close by the sea, and if the
day had been fine, the children would have
gone on the beach. As it was, they were tired
of looking out of the window, and began to
wonder what next. oe
“T don’t like this old nursery,” erumbled
Hugh. “It isn’t half so nice as ours at home.
There isn’t a thing to play with.” |
“There is a table,” laughed Gerald. “You
rarely see Gerald cross.
“ Lets make a boat,” he said. “We'll aoe up
handkerchiefs for sails.”


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‘“‘LurF! BELAY THERE! LET GO THE )1B!”
Ae SCAU LIEINGE - CiRATEIE





~“And—Yes, Hugh! That broom handle with
a walkine-stick tied across it with Minnie’s
skipping-rope, will make a capital mast. Get
in, Minnie! In with you, Bessie, and Jessie.
You shall be passengers, and we boys will be |
the crew.’

What fun it was! Gerald brought Bat his
tennis racket for an oar, and Minnie put her
sailor doll in a box “to tow astern.” All
entered into the fun. | | ,

“Wait a minute,” cried Hugh, as he opened
the window. ‘We'll let in a jolly breeze to fill —
our sails, and then we shall be all right.”

“Luff! Belay there! Let go the jib!”
shouted the boys merrily. . 3 |

“What good. contented children!” said —
mother, when she came at last. “So sorry
you could not go on the beach and play.”

“Oh, our ship is splendid, mamma,” cried
Bessie and Jessie. “Do get in! Minnie and
me is pattinders, and ren and Se is the —
screw!” —
Avie SMENG Seid Cre

RESTING PLACE.

Have you ever wondered where that delicious
fruit the date comes from? The date is the
fruit of the palm tree. Palm trees grow in the
Holy Land and most countries of the Hast.
They grow very tall, and some are as high asa



church steeple. The palm tree has no branches.
Very long leaves grow out at the top of the
stem. Some of the leaves are more than
twenty feet long.

These trees are to be found near sweet water-
springs, and therefore travellers in deserts are
MAY-DAY.

glad to see a cluster of palm trees, and however
far it is out of their way, they willingly make
for it, to find there a place at which to drink;

and camp and rest. The Children of Israel
pitched their camp at Elim, because there were
there three score and ten ae and twelve
fountains of water. —

‘MaY-DAY

mine sun shone, and the birds
sang gaily their joy that
winter had gone at last, and
that sweet flowers had begun
to show themselves again in
every field and wood. Jacky,
|e 4 Rose, and Sophy, were glad —
| Be too. ‘They brought in posies
of blossoms to show poor
father, who could not get out to see them for
himself.
_ Father slipped on some ice at Christmas,
and hurt himself so badly that he could not go
to work yet, though to-morrow was the first of
my.


MAY-DAY.:

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MAY-DAY.

Mother worked hard, and the children did all
they could to help her.

“Jacky!” said Rose, as they went to bed.
“Tm going to tell you a big secret. Don’t you
say a word about it!” And Jacky promised.

“Well,” said Rose. ‘“ Let’s get up ever so
softly, and ever so early to-morrow morning
while mother is asleep, and make pretty
_ garlands to take round to the farms. Then, if
we show them, and sing May-day carols,
perhaps we'll cet a lot of money to help mother ot
pay the rent.”

‘The sun gets up: ce on May-day, but the
children were out first.

Oh, how surprised mother was, when they
brought her home three whole shillines to go
towards the rent. |

“What a nice help!” she said, tears
springing to her eyes as she gave them each a
kiss. |
“Rose thinked of it!” cried J acky. ‘She
thinked oo. it au og own seu eae


THE FOX AND THE .HEN.

JHE flox AND THE FEN

‘Tux sly, cunning fox was softly creeping about
in the long grass of the wood; he heard the
hen clucking to her chickens.

Now, there was a stone wall between the
wood where the fox was and the yard where the
hen and chickens were.



‘6 RUNNING AND FLYING AND SCREAMING.”

So the sly fox crept softly close up to this
wall. Then he listened and again heard the
hen go “ cluck, cluck,” and the chickens chirp.

At the thought of the good breakfast he was
going to have his mouth watered. But there
was still the wall to leap. Once on the top of
that, he could pounce down on his prize.
THE FOX AND THE HEN.

Till now the hen had no idea that danger to
her and her little ones was so near, the fox had
moved about so slyly and softly. Slyly and
softly he now got ready to jump, took a good
spring, and reached the top of the wall.

Poor mother and chicks!

- But they are not pounced on yet!

Before more than the point of the fox’s nose
was up above the wall, the hen caught sight of ©
him, called to her chickens, and ran as fast as
her legs could carry her. And the chickens
ran as fast as their legs couid carry them.

There they go, running and flyimg and
screaming away. They had a sad fright, and
will not soon forget the peep of that ugly face
over the top of the wall.
~ But they all got into a safe place. Then
the frightened mother gathered her frightened
chickens under her wings, and she took a rest,
and her chickens went to sleep. |


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Giving the Dolls a Sail.


-TROT’S BREAKFAST.

JRoT’S BREAKFAST.

“Trot is asleep! That’s good!” said.
maoOvMere alll eine Omi wanes alee
father his breakfast. Trot walks
so slow, and he is getting such
a heavy boy to carry. Bless

Mother put a nice bow] of bread and milk on
the table for Trot. Then off she went, as fast as

~ ghe could.

“Muv-ver!” said Trot, when he woke. But

he was all alone. At first Trot was going to

cry, but then he thought he wouldn’t. Trot is
no cry-baby. “Get up, and get my brekbus!”
he said, and up he got. At least out of bed.
He did not even try to dress himself. Down-
stairs went Trot, in his little shirt, found the

' bread and milk, and took it out on the door-step.

“Then Trot see Muv-ver come back!” he

said. Trot saw something else first. A stray
dog thought that breakfast looked good. Up

he came, poked his nose into the basin, pushed
it on the ground, and began to eat.
“Bad dog! bad dog!” cried Trot, waving his

Speen. | trou tell Muy ver! rot yall!”

B
TROT’S BREAKFAST,

But the dog finished it all, and then ranaway.

“Muv-ver!” said Trot, when she came back,
“T got up, and got my brekbus, all my own self,
and then a naughty dog ate it all up, and broke
my pretty basin, and didn’t leave mea bi



















































































































Mother picked Trot up, and kissed him.

“ Mother is glad the dog did not bite you, pet!
Stay in bed another time, till mother comes to
dress you.”
ECT OMAN 1D SID Iie a ele On ee

itty AND DILL AT tome.

Dora has two pets of her Sieiay
own, Kitty the kitten, and
Dill the duck. Kitty likes to
play with Dill, and the duck
never seems to mind. Every
morning Dora brings Kitty a
last Se Sauce ec Ou milieu anacl

sprinkles plenty of corn on a board close to the

pond for Dill.

Dora left the cornbin, in the barn, open one
day. Kitty peeped in. “What a funny
place!” she said, “perhaps there is a mouse
here. ll catch it, and surprise mother.”

.. Into the bin went Kitty, and sat so. still

that she fell asleep.

“How careless!” said the farmer, when he
saw the open bin. He shut the lid, and
went away. | tit

This woke Kitty. “Mew! mew!” she cried,
when she found herself shut up. “Mew!
mew! I want to get out.”

But nobody heard poor Kitty, and she
~mewed till she was weary ; all in vain.

“Dill! Dill! Where is Kitty?” asked Dora.

next ee when she came to feed her pets
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KITTY AND DILL AT HOME.

“Quack! quack!” said Dill, which meant
“T don’t know, I can’t find her, I haven’t seen
her all yesterday, IT can’t think what has
become of her.” :

“Kitty! Kitty! Kitty!” Dora called. But
there was no answer. And, though Dora
searched high and low, she could not find the
kitten.

“Well, I must feed Dill,” she said at last,
and opened the cornbin.

“Mew!” said Kitty. Out she sprang, and,
oh, how glad she was!

How glad Dora
was to find her!
And how pleased
Dill seemed to be
to frolic with her
little friend !

“I was quite
lonely without
you,” said Dill,
Cine rol skaitiy.|
How I wish you
would learn to
swim and come
into the pond with
me!”



Z Sh i ! eres.


KITTY AND DILL ABROAD.

But Kitty could not do this, even to please
her dear friend Dill.



a fatty AND Ditn ABROAD.

. 6 .

- MoTHER says ‘stay in the
barn. Isn’t it stupid?” said
Kitty to Dill the duck.

“Just like my mother!”
said ii bw ould: dike sve
see the world, and find big
ponds with banks full of





slugs.”

“Td like to find a barn full of mice,” said
Kitty, “and a pond of milk. Not a skimpy
little saucerful like Dora puts for us.”

“Let’s go!” said Dill. And the two set off

Oh, what a hot road!

“Quack! quack!” said poor Dill, for she
began to want water badly.

“Meeew!” said Kitty, who was tone
hungry. ‘Il wonder whether mother caught
that mouse! I left her watching at a hole.”

But on they went, hoping to come to a pond
and a barn presently.
KITTY AND DILL ABROAD.

On till they were tired out.

“Oh, I wish we were home! I don’t like
the world at all,” said Kitty; and poor Dill
opened her dry beak, but could not make a
sound.

“Oh, how funny! !” cried a boy, coming along
the road, “just see that kitten and duck! Why
it’s Dora Hill’s kitten! TU catch them, and
take them back to the farm.”

This was not easy, for Kitty and Dill were
frightened, and did not understand.

But when they found themselves at home
again, Dill dived into the pond, with a joyful
“quack!” and as
Kitty nestled
close to her
mother, after lap-
ping Dora’s nice
saucer of milk,
she said, “You
were quite right, 7
mother! I will
mind what you
say, and never
eel ae Ue Tale
away to see the
world any more.”


A SILLY CHILD FISH.

‘A Sitty CHILD Psu.

THERE was once a little fish, a perch, an un-
happy little fellow, always wanting to do just
what his mother told him not to dor

“Do not swim in Danger Pool,” said his wise
mother; but when the good dame’s back was
turned, the silly little fish scoffed at her advice.





































one ES OCAOOR the little fish swam into
danger pool.

“What a Salendia place! ” he exclaimed.
“How ridiculous for mother and father to keep
away. Glorious!” he cried. “ Danger Pool
they call this, do they? Give me Danger Pool,
say L” and so saying, with open watering
LE Youn tl ED) el Sie

mouth he darted at a luscious worm that
wriggled in the water.

Oh, the dreadful pain! something was stick-
ing in his throat. Then the terrified little fish
felt himself being pulled quickly through the
water. “Oh, mother! mother! your poor little
child fish is in danger.” Yes, the miserable
little perch had swallowed a hook that the
little village boys had baited with a worm. —

Shortly the line pulled him out of the water,
and landed him struggling on the grassy bank
of the pool. And as he lay in great misery
and pain, he thought of his mother’s loving
warning, of his comfortable home which he
should now see no more, and wished with a
‘broken heart that he had done his mother’s
will. But all his regrets were now too late.
For a little while he skipped, and ee and

eae and then he died.


THE CUT HAND.



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Jue (ur Fiano.

| ERALD always wants to do what Rupert
sy does—forgetting that Rupert is a big
boy, while he is only a little one.

“Wait till you are older,” Nurse often says
to him.

Grandpa gave Rupert a knife at Christmas.
| ‘Gor ald wanted one.

INo} me my. boy. said mrenaclor. — YEOT!
would cut yourself I have bought a nice
drum for you.” : |

Rupert is clever at carving. “Don’t touch
my knife, Gerald,” he said. “I will cut out a
— boatand all sorts of things for you to play with.’

Gerald found the knife one day, while
Rupert was at school.

“ Now LI will cut out some ee for myself, one
he said.

Silly boy! He had only just ee to nor
when the knife slipped, and cut his hand. |

“Rupert’s is a nasty, horrid sharp knife!” he

sobbed to nurse. “I don’t like it!”
“Blunt knives are no good for anything,”
said nurse. “Perhaps you will believe me now,
Master Gerald, when I tell you it is best for you —
to be content, and wait till you are older, before
you try to do all that Master Rupert does.”
(

DAISY.

Daisy.

Daisy was to have a bun.
Grannie said so. But sha
sald Wait ull Wl come. to

get it for you, Daisy.”

Daisy did not want to wait.

She wanted that bun badly.

She went to the cupboard.
There were the buns in a big
dish) Om othe shelm 9 Ohv ner.



sweet and nice! Daisy stood on tiptoe. She
could just reach the dish, Why not take
SOME SPANISH CHILDREN.

abun? Grannie said she was to have one.
Daisy’s foot slipped. Crash! Smash! Over
went the dish, buns and all. ) 7

“Qh, naughty child!” said Grannie, when
she saw the broken dish. = WV anes clic) you
not wait for me?” eet

POME SPANISH CHILDREN.

_ Is there a little one, all the
world over, that is not glad
to see the merry spring-time!
glad to know keen winds,
ice, and snow are gone away,
that sunny days, sweet
fruits, and flowers are
coming in their stead. There
are no leaves upon the tree
in the picture, but you can
see the sun is shining, and the flowers in the
little maid’s basket tell that winter is over,
and glad spring-tide is come. Look at Carlos
as he sings, and thrums his guitar. Wedo
not know what it is all about. He sings in
Spanish, but we can tell by his laughing face,


SOME SPANISH CHILDREN.
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THE SONG IS A GAY ONE.
SOME SPANISH CHILDREN.
and by the way Isabella smiles at us over her
fan, that the song is a gay one.

“Look at my flowers! see my sweet posies !”
cries the little maid with the basket. And
Isabella flirts her fan, as she has seen ladies do,
andin her high comb, and fine sash, feels that
she is somebody. _

Quite a carnival these little ones are having,
‘as they go singing and dancing through the
streets to the music of Carlos’ guitar.

Baby cannot quite make out what it is all

about, but he trots along as happy as anybody.
Carlos hopes to be a banderillo when he is a
man. To wear a gay dress and coloured cloak,
and fight fierce bulls in a big crowded circus.
Perhaps, even, dressed as a knight of the olden
time, to charge the angry bulls on horseback,
while all the crowd will applaud him as a
brave Toreador, |

But bull-fighting is a cruel sport, and, if ihe
only knew it, Carlos is surely happier now,
singing on his way through the sunny streets
without a care or a fear in the world—a merry”
little Spanish child.
THE FIELD MOUSE.

JHE flreLD Mouse.

THe harvest field is a beautiful
sight. When the corn is cut
down, then come waggons and
horses to carry it all away to

‘® the farmer's yard. As soon as
the men and horses have carried all the sheaves





away, the epee cereal up all the
stray ears of corn and take them home to
make bread.
But there is one little harvester, the field
mouse, who is not often seen, who reaps before
the reapers begin, and gleans long after the
villagers have done.

To feed he cleverly cuts the stalk of the
PEACEMAK! ING.

standing corn near the root, and the fallen ear
affords him a ready supply.

Sometimes these tiny animals assemble in
mighty hosts; nothing can impede their pro-
oress ; they climb over rocks, cross extensive
marshes, and fearlessly swim the most rapid
rivers.

Kach family generally consists of five or six,
and in less than fifteen days the young are
able to support themselves.

Their little houses in the ground generally
contain two rooms.



PEACEMAKING,
. ir wasn’t fair !”
No lt was) 2

‘You cheated !”

“No, I didn’t!”

Such pleasant play only a minute
ago, and now angry looks, flushed
faces, and hard words.

But Bessie is ready. Bessie is so fond of
the boys, and can’t bear quarrels. It would be
easy indeed to make matters worse, to get up a
quarrel that would spoil all the holiday after-


PEACEMAKING.

noon, but a few gentle words and a bright
laugh have chased away the threatening cloud
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little speeches, at which her brothers feel
amused, all unconscious of how much home
happiness is owing to Bessie the peacemaker.

Do you hear my Drum. Cc
Nina was not a cross child. Nina
was blithe as a bee, and bright as a
button. Then why should Father,
Mother, Grannie, Nurse, and Aunt
Kate always be so very thankful
when night came, and Nina was
safely tucked up in bed out of the
way until morning? Why? Take
a peep at Nina, as she lies fast asleep
in her own little bed. Two fairies
are looking at her.

“Nina is a dear little girl!” one
: of them says.
“Yes,” said the other, “except for this sad





“PLL PUT ON MY SOCKS,”
NINA.

fault that spoils her. Nina asks silly questions
all day long.”

“Can she be cured ?” asked the first fairy.

“We'll try!” said the second, hopefully.

And they both flew about Nina’s room, and
then through the house, waving their silver
wands.

A golden. sunbeam awoke Nina next day,
and she sat up.

— “Tl put on my socks,” she said.

“Why ? why don’t you put on your shoes
first? What are we made of?”

Nina did not know which question to answer
first.

“People always put on socks first,” she said.

“Why? What are people?”

“Tl soon stop this!” thought Nina. “Pll put
on my shoes, and then I shan’t hear them.”

But Nina no sooner touched her shoes than
they both began at once—

“Why do you put us on? Why were we
taken off last night?” |

¥ Be quiet !” said Nina, “Tam going to button
soe

“Why? What are buttons ao they STON
on shoes?”

Nina felt peace

C2
NINA.
“T will wash myself, and go downstairs as
quick as I can.’ |
But the soap asked, “Why aoe you dip me in
water? Why don’tyou use me dry?” And
the soapy water asked, “ What made all these
bubbles come on me?” While the towel

_ flapped itself against Nina’s face, and asked,

“Why do you rub yourself on me?” Nina
threw it down, and ran to the dressing-table.
But she had only just touched the brush
when it cried out, “Why don’t you brush your
face as well as your hair?”

Nina rushed away downstairs. | Here things
were quite as bad. . 7

“Why do you eat your bread and rile out
of me?” asked the basin that held Nina’s
- breakfast.. “Why do you: dip: me in?” asiced

the spoon.

“Why do you sit on me 6? ” asked the chair, |
“Nasty tiresome — things ! Do be quiet!”
“begged poor Nina, and felt very much inclined
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DICK’S PICTURES.

“Why don’t you wear me on your thumb?”
asked her thimble.

“Why do you write in your copy-book with
me, and not on your slate?” asked the ink.

Questions, like the others, that nobody heard
but Nina. “Why do you put your head on
me, and not your feet?” asked the pillow
when she went to bed quite tired out.

cis Nima cured. Co syou tiniiales oe one
fairy to the other.

Was she? Well, Nina has quite given up
asking silly tiresome questions, and Father,
Mother, Grannie, Nurse, and Aunt Kate can’t
understand it at all!

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al ily, S Way are you so late?” asked

itm Kitty.

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‘‘ LIKE THIS,” SAID DICK.
THREE - TINY: ONES.

copy- Erne thie nde nen dre annie
wall a queer figure, with a round O for a
head, and straight strokes for arms and legs.
oe Teacher said I was a bad boy. But I don’t
care. I like to draw.” | ce

“T like to see you draw,” said Kitty. “Only
not in your copy-book. After school is the
time for fun. Now draw me, Dick.”

“ Like this,” said Dick, looking hard at Kitty. |
“This is how your mouth goes up when you
laugh.”

“That's Fach said Kitty, when father
came by presently, and stopped to look at
Dick’s drawings. ‘“ And that is me.”

Father laughed. “Not much. like you,
Kitty! But Dick. has made a smile, and a
merry face is better than a -cross one any
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Wien Tiny ee!

| Tanen little tiny ones, sitting on a seat, |
One sucks his fingers for something to eat,
One holds her bonnet, pink it is and gay,
One sits and watches till mother comes that.
way.
MISCHIEF.

Ah, the time seems weary,
when one has to wait! —

Oh, the moments dreary !
Hark, was‘that the gate ?

Tiny ones stretch forth
their arms. What is it
they see ? ae

Best of sights! Why
mother comes to take
them home to tea.



ee

‘MISCHIEF.

Mr. Bear took off his hat and
coat. ‘“ Pouf-f-f!” he said, —
“How hot it is! I will hang
my hammock in the shade.
Not here, over there would be
ee better. , And he went fur-
LN ther into the forest. “Oh,
bother! I have left my coat,” said Mr. Bear.
“Well, I won’t go back for it! Tt is too much
trouble to get out again just as I am so
comfortable.” Swing, swing went the ham-_
mock gently under the trees, as Mr. Bear



MISCHIEF.

lay and read. He was tired, and the day
was warm. (Quite too hot for work, he
thought. Perhaps, but not too hot for



‘LOOK OUT, CLIM.”

mischief. It very seldom is. At least Curly-
tail and Clim-climb did not think so, and
they ought to know, for you may find these

a '
MISCHIEF.

two merry monkeys in mischief any day of.
the week.

“Here's fun!” they cried, when they found
the coat. “Hullo! Wonder whether there is
anything good in the pockets !” |

‘What is this ?” asked Clim-climb, pulling
out a knife. 7

“A knife!” cried Curly-tail. “Give it to
me! I'll show you something.”

“What is a knife? What is it good for?” —
“Good for ? Why good to cut with, stupid!”

answered his brother. He opened the knife,
and followed by Clim-climb, went slyly up the
tree. “Look out, Clim!” he whispered, and |
began to cut the hammock ropes.

Swing ! swing! gently went the hammock.
Mr. Bear was getting drowsy. Though he
still held the paper, he was half asleep, and

did not see the monkeys at all. :

_ Swing, swing, gently went the hammock,

as Mr. Bear lay half ina dream. “I saw a
wild bee’s nest,’ he was thinking, “full of
honey! Mrs. Bear likes honey. I'll take
some to her when I go home. Mrs. Bear is —
like honey. She is very sweet, but she has
a sharp tongue. She can sting. No, that —
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is not right! Honey does not sting! It’s
the bees—the bees—”’ |
Bang! Crash! Bump! The ropes -were

*
MISCHIEF.

cut through at last. They gave way, and
Mr. Bear fell heavily to the ground.

“Why! Why! What!” he cried. “Oh, —

you young rascals!” He jumped up and
shook his fist at Clim and Curly. ‘You
young scamps! Only wait till I catch you!
Wait till I get hold of you!”

“A very long time to wait!” they cried,
scrambling away to the top of the tree
where they knew Mr. Bear could not follow

them.
Mr. Bear can climb well, eu he is so fat
and heavy that he would not dare to venture
high upon slender boughs that are ole enough |
for Clim and Curly.

Mr. Bear ae the. other end of the ham-
mock, and folded it up. “Tl go home,” he
said, and picked up the coat. “My own knife,
too!” he groaned; when he had Felt in the
pockets. ‘I might have known it! Those
thieving, mischievous rascals! I wonder
what Mrs. Bear will say to me. I’ve had a_
nasty fall, and lost my favourite knife. But
it is partly my own fault. Mrs. Bear will
- say I ought not to have left my coat lying
about. Well! well! Lazy, untidy people
MISCHIEF.

he do get into trouble!” Mr. Bear Bae
and went away.

‘“He’s gone!” laughed Clim. “ It’s all
right, Curly! Now give me the knife.”

“Likely!” sneered Curly. ‘Give it to
‘you, indeed! Catch me!”

“Yes, give it to me!” said Clim, hotly.
“Ttis mine. [ found it.”

‘What then?” said Curly. “TI shall keep it.
You did not even know what it was.”

With an angry cry, Clim sprang at him,
aud the two monkeys fought hard for the
knife. How did it happen? Curly struck
out his hand and thrust the ae deep into.
Clim.

“Oh! Oh!” gasped Clim and fell from
the tree.

“Chm! Clim!” eried Curly in dismay.
“ Oh, Clim, I did not mean to hurt you!”

But Clim lay bleeding on the ground.
Away, away ran Curly, as fast as he could,
to find old Mother Monkey. For even mis-
_ chievous monkeys know that mother is always
their best friend. The old monkey knew
MISCHIEF.

what to do. She plucked some leaves, chewed
_ them up, and put them on the wound. ‘This
soon stopped the bleeding, and in.a little while
Clim was able to sit up and eat some nice fruit.

“Oh, Clim! Dear brother!” sobbed. Curly,

“J thought that I had killed you!”
“We must take care of Chm till, he is
well,” said Mother Monkey, when she had
heard all about it. “And I hope that. this
will be a lesson to you both, to keep out of
mischief, and never t0 quarrel with each
other—whatever you do.”

Mr. Bear found his knife close by his ae
next morning. ‘ My word!” he cried gladly,
“T wonder how this carne here !”

‘Mother Monkey knew. And so did Clim.
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