THE TREE GAME
When Margaret and Benjy were getting over the measles their mamma invented a new game to amuse them.
"You might play you are trees," she suggested.
"I'm a pine tree!" cried Margaret.
"So'm I," agreed Benjy.
"Pine trees sing, you know, Benjy," Margaret went on, "so we must sing, too." And the two struck up a lively tune.
Too-dle-dee, too-dle-dee, doo-o-o! It was not the pine trees, however, that sang it.
"Oh, an organ man!" "Oh, a monkey!" And both little pine trees raced to the window.
The organ man smiled. "Dance, Tessa, dance!" he cried to his little girl, grinding away with all his might.