So Jack had to submit to being dressed in a hurry, without his grandmother’s pleasant romancing.
The minute he got downstairs he went to his mama and asked:
“Fen’s my gumma comin’ home?”
“She is coming to-morrow,” said mama.
“Dat’s nice,” said Jack, “for” he whispered into mamma’s ear, “my papa don’ know how to dwess yittle boys.”
Carrie A. Griffin.
Dobbin-Colt.
Teacher and class advance slowly.
Child next teacher skips down front of class, up behind and around teacher back to starting point—Others follow in order.