ing but that
which she had to do; and reaching the silver-spring, she gathered up
twelve drops of water, and, hurrying back again, came into the yard just
as poor Hen-alie was saying: "Oh, that somebody had loved me well enough
to fetch me only one drop of silver-spring water!"

"That I do!" said the shabby little hen, and dropped one drop after
another into her beak.

The first drop loosened the bean, the second softened it, and the third
sent it down her throat.

Hen-alie was well again; Cock-alu was ready to clap his wings and crow
for joy; and the little hen turned quietly away to her solitary perch.

"Nay," said Hen-alie, "but you shall not go unrewarded; see, here is a
pair of silk stockings for you, and here is green fire which will make
the most beautiful feathers in the world grow all over your body! Take
them all, you good little thing, and to-morrow morning you will come out
the handsomest hen in the yard!"

So it was. There must have been magic in those silk stockings and that
green fire, for the shabby little thing was now transformed into a
regular queen-hen. The farmer's wife thought she must have strayed away
from some beautiful foreign country, and gave her a famous breakfast to
keep her. Cock-alu was very attentive to her; and as to Hen-alie, she
never ceased singing her praises as long as she lived.

THERE IS THE KEY OF THE KINGDOM

There is the key of the Kingdom.
In that Kingdom there is a city;
In that city there is a town;
In that town there is a street;
In that street there is a lane;
In that lane there is a yard;
In that yard there is a house;
In that house there is a room;
In that room there is a bed;
On that bed there is a basket;
In that basket there are some flowers.

Flowers in the basket,
Basket on the bed,
Bed in the room,
Room in the house,
House in the yard,
Yard in the lane,
Lane in the street,
Street in the town,
Town in the city,
City in the Kingdom,
And this is the key of the Kingdom.

#FUN FOR VERY LITTLE FOLK#

[Illustration: BUNNIE: "YOU SEE WHAT IT SAYS ON THIS SIGN? NOW STOP YOUR
BARKING AND GO RIGHT AWAY OR I'LL CALL A POLICEMAN!"]

TOMMY AND HIS SISTER AND THEIR NEW PONY-CART

BY DEWITT CLINTON FALLS

Tommy took his sister out in their new pony-cart for a ride.

They met a little friend very soon, and asked her to ride, to