her doll's bed. "See how well she minds me when I tell her to go to sleep," says Ellie.

But before her nap is half out, Baby comes and asks, "Where's Whitefoot? I want to give her

a ride in my cart."

Then bump, bump, bump, goes Whitefoot down the garden walk. The cart has no springs.

"Poor pussy," people say, "she has a hard time." But puss does not mind.

If the children are out of sight for a while, she will go all over the house to find them.

Kitty stays in the shed at night. She does not like that; but mamma says she must not stay in the house.

One night she got in. It was warm, and the window was open. Kitty ran up a tree. Then she could jump into the room where Ellie slept. She lay down beside her, and how she did purr! Mamma heard her. "No, no, Whitefoot," she said, "you must not sleep here."

The next night the window was left open at the top.

Kitty could not jump so high as that. She came and sat outside the window. When Ellie woke she saw Whitefoot looking in at her.

VIO'S LESSONS (continued from page 43).

Vio had learned by this time to read writing as well as she did printing. John wrote a sentence every night. He left it on her desk for her to read when she came down stairs.

Her mamma was going to make a visit. She left five letters for Vio to write, - one for each day that she was to be gone.

"I will look at them all, so as to see if I know where to begin them," said Vio.

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A part of s is like e turned wrong side up, and the rest is like i.

"The v is like the first part of m and

the last part of o; and w is like u with w a part of o after it.

"I shall have to take two lessons on

I am sure. Isn't it a mistake to have it run up so high?

It will be fun to make x, won't it?"

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66 You may think of words that have the letters you know in them," said her mamma; and write them so as to learn how to join the letters nicely. You have the word six in the copy. You can write vex, wax, rose, save, sweet, bow, rest, love, mixed." s v w r a six x r w v s

A fly and a lady-bird once kept house together.

They made their tea in an egg-shell.

One day the lady-bird fell in and was burned. The fly set up such a scream that the little door of the room asked, "Why do you scream so, fly?"

"Because lady-bird has burned herself," said the fly.

Then began the door to creak.

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Door, why do you creak?" asked the little broom in the corner.

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Lady-bird is burned,

And little fly weeps.'

Then began the broom to sweep with all its might.

II.

By and by a stream passed the door, and it said, "Why do you sweep so, little broom?” "Shall I not sweep?" said the broom. "Lady-bird is burned, Little fly weeps,

And little door creaks.”

Then said the stream, "So will I run;" and it ran as fast as it could.

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Why are you running so?" asked a fire. "Shall I not run," it asked,

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When lady-bird is burned,

And little fly weeps,

Little door creaks,

And little broom sweeps?"

Then said the fire, "So will I burn;" and it burned into a fearful flame.

III.

A tree grew near the fire, and it said, “Fire, why do you burn?"