But the bad boy got the ax, and ran out to the old log.
And now, oh! oh! I am sad to say the ax did not cut the log. No! it cut off Sam's big toe!
How he did cry and hop! His mam-ma ran out, and saw her boy out by the log; the ax was by him, and his big toe was off.
It is no fun at all to get a big toe cut off, for Sam had to lie in bed, and cry all day; and the pig ate up his big toe.
He can not buy a new toe. He has but one big toe now. So you see how bad it is not to do as you are bid.
"Can you go out to the see-saw to-day?"—[P. 35.]