[X.]
THE BANANAS.
"MADDIE," said Frankie, running up to his sister the next morning with a pair of worsted reins in his hands, "will oo fis my weins?"
"Pretty soon, Frankie: I'm busy now," answered Maggie.
"Oo're not: oo're doin' nossin' but sittin'," said the little boy. "Do it now."
"Yes; I am in a meditation, and you must not interrupt me," said Maggie, with a solemn, important face.
Frankie walked round and round her on every side, looking curiously at her, and peering down at her; then said,—