THE MARRIAGE OF WEE ROBIN.

Wee Robin: What a beautiful spring day this is! I feel so happy! I should like to make some one else happy. But what can I do? Oh, I know! I will fly to the king and sing a sweet song to him.

Gray Pussy: Good-morning, Wee Robin. Where are you flying so fast?

Wee Robin: Good-morning, Gray Pussy. I am flying to the king to sing him a song this glad spring morning.

Gray Pussy: Come here, Wee Robin, come here, and I will show you the pretty ribbon I have around my neck.

Wee Robin: No, no, Gray Pussy, no, no! I saw you kill the little mouse yesterday, but you shall not kill me. Good-bye.

Greedy Hawk: Good-morning, Wee Robin. Wee Robin: Good-morning, Greedy Hawk. Greedy Hawk: Where are you going in such a hurry?

Wee Robin: I am flying to the king. I have a sweet song to sing to him.

Greedy Hawk: Come here, Wee Robin, come here to me. I will show you a pretty white feather in my wing.

Wee Robin: No, no, Greedy Hawk, no, no! You can't fool me in that way. I saw you catch and kill the little sparrow yesterday, but you can't catch me. Good-bye, Greedy Hawk.

Sly Fox: Good-morning, Wee Robin. Stop and speak with me.

Wee Robin: I cannot stop now. I am on my way to the king to sing him a glad song this bright spring morning.

Sly Fox: Only just a minute, Wee Robin, come here. I want to show you the pretty white spot on my tail.

Wee Robin: No, no, Sly Fox, no, no! I saw you kill and eat a chicken yesterday, but you won't eat me. Good-bye, Sly Fox.

Here I am at the king's palace. I will fly to that tree and sing.

Cheer-up! cheer-up! cheer-up!

King: Do you hear that sweet song, my queen? Queen: Yes, who is singing?

King: It is Wee Robin. How happy it makes me to hear him.

Queen: Let us do something for Wee Robin to show him how much we like his song.

King: Good! What shall we do?

Queen: We will give him Jenny Wren to be his little wife.

King: Very good! Come here, Jenny Wren; come here, Wee Robin.

Queen: Jenny Wren, would you like to fly away with Wee Robin and be his dear little wife?

Fenny Wren: Yes, kind queen, indeed I would! He is so cheery and he has such a bright red vest. I will gladly be his wife.

King: Well, Wee Robin, here is a good little wife for you and our best thanks for your glad song.

Wee Robin: Thank you, kind king and beautiful queen. I just wanted a dear little wife to keep house for me. Come Jenny Wren, let us fly home. Good-bye, good-bye! Cheer-up, cheer-up!

HOW OLAF GOT A NEW COAT.

Lamb: Why, Olaf, where is your coat?

Olaf: I have none. Mother says she can't

make one until next winter.

Lamb: Then how fine you will look in your new coat!

Olaf: I shall have no new coat. The new one will be made for my biggest brother and I shall have an old one given to me. I never had a new coat in my life.

Lamb: That is too bad. I will help you, Olaf. Here is some of my wool. Take it and have a new coat made of it.

Olaf: Thank

kind.

you,

little Lamb. You are very

Thorn Bush: What are you carrying, little boy?