| "Oh please mamma," said little Jane, "May I go out to play?" "No, no," her mother answered her; "I fear 'twill rain to-day." |
| "With my umbrella green," said Jane, "I will not mind the wet." But still mamma replied, "No, no; A cold I fear you'd get." |
| But oh, Jane was a naughty girl! On her own way intent; Soon as mamma had turned away, Out in the street she went. The streets were wet and lonely; No children there at play; Only old Mother Webtoes The frog abroad that day. |
