Down in the water cold,
Down in the water clear;
Here is my hand, take hold,
Come, come with me, my dear.”
“Oh! I don’t want to go,” said Tina. “I don’t like to be a frog.”
“But you must,” said the frog; and he reached up his hand and drew her down, “plump” into the water.
But just as she was going, she found it wasn’t the water at all, that she had only rolled off the sofa. So she got up and began to fan again.
THE SUNSET LAND.
“How stupid of me to roll off the sofa,” said Tina.
“Anyhow, I am glad I am not a frog. I do think this is the strangest fan I ever saw. I wouldn’t be surprised to see anything come out of it.”