“Picked up her baby”
She said, “You are too little to go to school; you had better come with me.”
Then the other Ink-Bottle Babies set up a cry, “May we come, too, Ma? May we come, too?”
The Ink-Bottle Mamma said, “Creep down quietly from the desks and you may all come.”
Then all the Ink-Bottle Babies crept down and followed their Mamma out of the door. They walked a little way until they came to their home in the woods.
“I am so sleepy,” said the first Ink-Bottle Baby.
“I am so sleepy,” said the second Ink-Bottle Baby.
Then all but one of the twenty-five Ink-Bottle Babies said, “I am so sleepy!”