"You both shall have some custard," said Jack's mother, "and then you may go out to the swing and have a good time."
Well, it didn't take long to eat the custard, and then Jacky and Puss went out under the big tree.
"Swing high, swing low.
Away we go,
Up to the skies,
Down to the ground;
This is the finest
Sport I've found,"
sang Puss, Junior.
"After supper, Jacky, I'll tell you how I was a sailor boy for almost a week on the ocean blue!"
ROWLEY FROG
NOW let me think what happened after Puss finished telling how he had been a sailor for a week on the ocean blue.
Oh yes, of course. He had scarcely said good-by to the little boy when whom should he meet but Mr. Rowley Frog and a big rat.