But the mother begs: "I pray,
Fittig dear, thy wrath allay!"
And her loving words assuage
The stern father's boiling rage.
Paul and Peter never care
How they look or what they wear.
Peter two old slippers gets,
Paul his infant pantalets.
Plish and Plum, in morals blind,
To the dog-house are confined.
"This is bad!" says Sly, "he! he!
Very bad, but not for me!"
CHAPTER IV.
Caught at last in wiry house,