On the return of the boys, Willie, the guest, appeared somewhat downcast, but Johnnie was radiant.
"Did you have a good time?" his mother asked.
"Bully!" Johnnie answered.
"And lots of fun?"
"Oh, yes!"
"But Willie doesn't look very happy," Johnnie's mother said doubtfully.
"Well, you see," Johnnie answered, beaming, "the rest of us, we had our fun with Willie."
SHEEP AND GOATS
The little girl was deeply impressed by the clergyman's sermon as to the separation of the sheep and the goats. That night after she had gone to bed, she was heard sobbing, and the mother went to her, to ask what was the matter.
"It's about the goats!" Jenny confessed at last. "I'm so afraid I am a goat, and so I'll never go to heaven. Oh, I'm so afraid I'm a goat!"