“Why do you still make cheese?” asked the fine visitors who came to see them, rolling in gilded coaches. But the cheese-maker had one answer for them all: “Because I have a head on my shoulders, and not a pumpkin.”
THE SPELLING LESSON.
The teacher sat in her high-backed chair,
Her chair so straight and tall;
Her eyes went flashing to and fro
Among the children small.
At last she spoke, and “Billy boy!
Now answer, Billy Bolee,