Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye,

Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing.
Wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?

The king was in the counting-house
Counting out his money,

The queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey.

The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes,

There came a little blackbird

And snipped off her nose.

Hey diddle diddle,

II

The cat and the fiddle

The cow jumped over the moon;

The little dog laughed

To see such sport

And the dish ran away with the spoon.

III

The man in the wilderness said to me,

"How

many strawberries grow in the sea?"

I answered him as I thought good

"As many as red herrings grow in the wood."

IV

Little Miss Muffet

Sat on a tuffet

Eating her curds and whey.
There came a big spider

And sat down beside her

And frightened Miss Muffet away.

V

One foot up and one foot down, That's the way to London town.

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
A peck of pickled peppers did Peter Piper pick.
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Where's the peck of pickled peppers that Peter
Piper picked?

VII

There was a crooked man,

And he went a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence
Upon a crooked stile.

He bought a crooked cat,
Which caught a crooked mouse;
And they all lived together,
In a crooked little house.

VIII

(Mind your commas!)

Every lady in the land

Has twenty nails, upon each hand

Five, and twenty on hands and feet:

All this is true without deceit.

ANIMAL STORIES

A WISE HORSE

This is a true story about a horse named Solomon. His master named him Solomon because he was so wise.

One day a blacksmith put a new shoe upon one of Solomon's feet.

A few days after this, Solomon was turned into a field to graze. A boy soon came running to tell the master that some one had stolen the

horse.

"Why do you think so?" asked the master.

"The gate has been taken down and left on the ground, and the horse is gone," said the boy.

"Perhaps old Sol did it himself," answered the master. "If we can find the print of his teeth on the gate, we shall know that he let himself out." So they went to look at the gate. There on the top of it was the print of the horse's teeth!