Mabel lives on a hill, quite near a beautiful lake, and is very fond of going with her papa to take a row on the water. Sometimes they visit the woods on the other side of the lake, and pick wild flowers, or go where the water-lilies grow, near the shore, and gather a bunch of the pretty white blossoms.
But I must tell about Mabel's friend Carlo. He is a large shaggy dog, owned by a gentleman who lives near. Although quite a young dog, he knows a great deal. He is very fond of water, and is wild with delight at the prospect of a swim.
His master owns a large sail-boat, and, as the water near the shore is not deep, he has to use a small boat to reach it. When Carlo sees him take down the oar from its place in the yard, he runs up, and takes it in his mouth, as much as to say, "Let me carry that for you, master." Then he trots down the hill with the oar, feeling very proud that he is allowed to carry it.
One day, Carlo took hold of the rope with his teeth, and drew the small boat to the shore; so that his master, who was in it, did not have to use the oar.
Mabel loves Carlo very much; and, although he is a large dog, he knows that he must play very gently with little boys and girls, and not hurt them with his great paws.
Ned
PLAYING KING.
Ho! I'm a king, a king! A crown is on my head;
A sword is at my side; and regal is my tread:
Ho, slave! proclaim my will to all the people round,—
The schools are hereby closed; henceforth must fun abound.
Vacation shall not end; all slates I order smashed;
The man who says "arithmetic"—he must be soundly thrashed;
All grammars shall be burnt; the spellers we will tear;
The boy who spells correctly—a fool's cap he shall wear.