THE STORY OF THE PURSE.
“I don’t feel like story-telling,” said the purse. “I have been opening and shutting my mouth all my life, and I am tired of it.”
The purse looked very snappish.
“Why you wouldn’t be a purse if you couldn’t open and shut your mouth,” said Carl.
“Very true,” said the other; “but one may be tired of being a purse, mayn’t one? I am.”
“Why?” said Carl.
“My life is a failure.”
“I don’t know what that means,” said Carl.