A GAME OF CRICKET IN ELFLAND.
A FAIRY STORY.
It was a large gander, and it seemed to be a fierce gander, for it hissed loudly when Felix waved a switch before it, and pointed his finger at it crying, "Bohoo, bohoo, you goosey gander."
It was not very polite, and the gander seemed to grow more and more angry, and yet it would not leave Felix. At length Felix still pointing at the gander, said—
"Goosey, goosey, gander,
Whither shall we wander,
Up the hill, or through the vale,
Or in the pinewoods yonder."
And to his great surprise the gander drew in his head, and replied promptly—
"Pinewoods."
And a goose in the distance cried out—
"Make haste then."