The Doll's House To Let.
This dear little house you can see is “To Let,”
For our dollies are moving away;
Will you run round to-morrow and see if it suits?
For we shall be busy to-day.
Now Jackie and Mollie pretended they were
The man on the furniture van,
They loaded the truck as full as they could,
And off down the garden they ran.
We took out the dollies, and sat them all down,
While we packed up each table and chair,
We all worked so hard, that when tea-time came round
We were ready the good things to share.
We got some nice paper, and pen, and some ink,
We printed “To Let” on the bill;
And we wrote on a card which we sent to friends,
“Pray live in this house, if you will.”
The postman soon brought a reply to our note,
Which asked if a stranger might call,
We told him to come as soon as he could,
And we waited for him in the hall.
The visitor came and looked over the house,
And promised to take it next June;
They liked all the rooms, and the garden as well,
So our house will be full again soon.
P. S. Bruff.
The Fox that Lost his Tail,
Or, Do not Follow every Fashion you see.
From ÆSOP'S FABLES.
A young fox who went to steal chickens in a farmyard, got his beautiful bushy tail caught in a trap.
Finding it impossible to get away, he bit off his tail and ran home, feeling very much ashamed of his appearance when the other foxes laughed.
“Tails are quite out of fashion,” he said, as they went on laughing.
“They are no use, and dangerous, too. You can run faster without them. Why not cut them off as I have done?”
Some of the smart young foxes were eager to be in the fashion; but a wise old one slyly said, “We will wait till we are caught in traps before we bite off our tails.”
The Early Bird that Catches the Worm