MOLLIE'S APPEAL.
"I do wish you'd read to me, grandmamma," said Mollie. "I don't care much for the stories, but your voice is sweeter'n merlasses."
A WISH.
I wish I lived in Topsytown,
Where things are always upside down;
I'd love it much, for then, you see,
Too much mince pie'd be good for me.
WALLIE'S JOKE.
"Just see that baby putting that little iron car in his mouth. What do you suppose he thinks it is?" asked the visitor.
"Guess he's heard it's a chew-chew car," said Wallie.