for our cat," said the little girl.

"And we want to buy some great, long sticks of candy for us!" said the
little boy and the little girl together. "I hope you have some."

The Store Man took the money and brought out all the things.

[Illustration: "THE STORE MAN BROUGHT OUT ALL THE THINGS."]

The cow and the little white pig with the curly tail ate the corn; the
rooster and the duck ate the wheat; the dog ate the meat, and the cat
drank the milk, and the little girl and the little boy ate the great,
long sticks of candy.

"Good-by, Mr. Store Man," said the little girl.

"Good-by, Mr. Store Man," said the little boy.

"Good-by, all of you," answered the Store Man.

So the little girl, and the little boy, and the dog, and the cat, and
the rooster, and the duck, and the little pig with the curly tail, all
went back up the road again.

Pretty soon they came to the pasture. The cow walked in.

"Good-by, Cow and Dog and Cat and Rooster and Duck and Pig!" shouted the
little boy.

"Good-by, Pig and Duck and Rooster and Cat and Dog and Cow!" called the
little girl.

"Moo-moo!" answered the cow.

"Grunt-grunt!" answered the pig.

"Miaouw, miaouw!" answered the cat.

"Quack, quack!" answered the duck.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" answered the rooster. "Bow-wow!" answered the dog.

And the little boy and the little girl put up the bars and ran back home
as fast as they could go.

_Jessie Wright Whitcomb._

[Illustration: "THE LITTLE BOY AND THE LITTLE GIRL PUT UP THE BARS."]

GAY AND SPY

(_A Rhyming Story for Little Folk_)

One beautiful day in the month of May,
A little girl whose name was Gay
(They called her that, because, you see,
She was always cheerful as she could be)
Went for a walk in the woods near by,
And her dog went with her (his name was Spy).

As they strolled along a fine woodland path
She saw a little bird taking a bath.
She kept very still and watched him splash,
When all at once, with a sudden dash,
Into the brook jumped little dog Spy.
My, how he made the water fly!
"What a bad, bad dog you are!" said Gay.
"Birdie won't bathe any more to-day.
You frightened him so, but, never mind,
He's only frightened, not hurt, he'll find.
We'll walk on further and you must try
To be good and quiet."
"_Bow-wow!_" said Spy.