LITTLE PETER PRYOR.
Little Peter Pryor must needs pry into everything. Here you see him in the kitchen, taking a look into the saucepan to see what there is for dinner. Cookey looks very kind, and not at all angry. But Peter’s mamma just comes in and says: “Now, Peter, I will not have you prying; you have no business here; go out of the kitchen directly.”
Peter drops the lid of the saucepan, scalds his fingers, slips from the stool, and scrapes his chin. I am afraid nothing will cure Peter of prying, except some really bad hurt.
One day this silly little boy got into the fireplace, (luckily there was no fire,) and began climbing up the chimney to see where the soot came from. A quantity fell on him, and he soon came back—not a bit frightened, only laughing,—and said to his Nurse,—
“Look’ee, Nana, Peter hab turned into back boy!”
He thought it great fun, but Nurse did not.
