"Ho!" ejaculated Jimmieboy. "What kind of bees are those? They aren't the honey kind that sting."
"No, they are bees you can spell with, and don't sting," returned the Pen. "I like 'em better than the other kind."
"Can you draw ostriches?" asked Jimmieboy.
THE OSTRICH.
"I can try one," said the Pen. "How will this do?" he added, producing the following. "The horse part is all right, but I'm afraid the strich isn't so good," said the artist, as Jimmieboy threw himself on the floor in a paroxysm of laughter. "I never saw a strich, so why should I make a good one? I think it's real mean of you to laugh."
"Well, really, Penny," said Jimmieboy, "I don't want to hurt your feelings, but that's the worst-looking animal I ever saw. But never mind; it's a better-looking creature than most monkeys."
"I never saw a monkey," said the Pen. "How many legs has it?"
"Two legs, two arms, a tail, and a head," Jimmieboy answered.
