BO-PEEP'S STOCK-ING.
Bo-peep was Jack Hor-ner's
lit-tle sis-ter. When he had
his Christ-mas pie she was a
wee ba-by. But the next
Christ-mas, mam-ma hung up
her own lit-tle red-and-white
speck-led stock-ing for her.
Christ-mas morning there
was a great time. Bo-peep
sat on the bed, and shouted
"Goo! goo!" and pulled the
things out her-self from the
gay lit-tle stuffed stock-ing.
A lit-tle white rab-bit peeped
out at the top. His eyes were
made of pink beads. He had
a clov-er leaf in his mouth.
Then came a chi-na pus-sy,
black and yel-low and white.
Then a brown mouse and a
white one. The brown mouse
was choc-o-late. The white
one was su-gar: and Bo-peep
bit off the choc-o-late tail
and a su-gar ear at once.
There was a knit dol-ly, in
a bright blue dress and blue
shoes.
And a-way down in the toe
of the stock-ing, there was a
lit-tle chi-na hen. She sat in
her nest. The nest was chi-na
too. Bo-peep took her off, and
what do you think she had for
eggs? Pink-and-white car-a-
way seeds!
When Bo-peep went to bed
that night, the lit-tle red stock-
ing was left on the car-pet. In
the morn-ing mam-ma heard a
rus-tle in the stock-ing, and
shook it. Out ran a gray
mous-ie, a real, live mous-ie!
Two or three of Bo-peep's
lit-tle pink-and-white car-a-way
eggs had stayed in the toe of
the stock-ino-. Mous-ie had
smelt them in the night, and had
crept in to get his share of Christ-mas
So Bo-peep thinks she had
two Christ-mas morn-ings.
Wasn't that fun-ny?
