Sometimes he travels in a boat;
(A bench turned upside down,)
Sometimes his mother's rocking-chair
Takes him from town to town.
For journeying, by sea or land,
He always has a plan,
He'll be a famous traveller
When he grows to be a man.
W. G.
BOUNCER.
RANDMA, grandma, may we have it? may we have it?" cried three excited little voices, as three little boys came running into the room.
"Have what?" said grandma smiling, as she looked up from her book. "The measles?"