“Y-yes,” said the Dunce, uncertainly.
“What do you think would have happened to you if we hadn’t found you and pulled you out of that taffy?” demanded the General.
The Dunce looked frightened. “Why—why,” he answered, “I spec’ I would have been et!”
THE GREAT FIELD DAY
THE Teenie Weenies teased the Dunce a great deal after his experience in the taffy plate, and if it hadn’t been for an event which soon took place he would have had to stand much more of their joking.
For a long time the Teenie Weenies had thought of holding a field day. Their interest in athletics probably started from the example of the Chinaman, who had become quite expert as a pole vaulter. The little fellow made a vaulting pole out of a dry straw, and with this he could vault over a dandelion with the greatest ease.
“Do you-all know that we could have a field day if we really tried?” asked Gogo one afternoon of a group of the little fellows as they sat watching the Chinaman. “Now there is the Chinaman, who could enter the pole vault, the Turk can run fast and he can jump and I can put the shot. Why, we could have a powerful fine field day.”
“And say!” exclaimed Rufus Rhyme. “How’s this for a yell: