"Only little Goody Two-Shoes," answered Margery, "come to teach Billy."
"Oh! little Goody," said Mrs. Wilson, with pleasure in her face, "I am glad to see you. Billy wants you sadly, for he has learned all his lesson."
Then out came the little boy. "How do, Doody Two-Shoes," said he, not able to speak plain. Yet this little boy had learned all his letters; for she threw down this alphabet mixed together thus:
b d f h k m o q s u w y z a c e g i l n p r t v x j
and he picked them up, called them by their right names, and put them all in order thus:
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z.
The next place we came to was Farmer Simpson's. "Bow, bow, bow," said the dog at the door.
"Sirrah," said his mistress, "why do you bark at Little Two-Shoes? Come in, Madge; here, Sally wants you sadly; she has learned all her lesson."
Then out came the little one.
"So, Madge!" says she.