elphia!_ Thum, thum, thum,
thum; thum, thum, thum, thum; thum, thum, thum, thum; thum, thum, thum,
thum. _New York!_"

Then Ruth's father got up and dressed himself for it was morning. The
negro porter carried his suitcase to the platform. "Goodbye, sir," he
said. "Goodbye, Porter," said Ruth's father.

Then Ruth's father jumped into a taxi and in a few minutes he was at
home. Ruth came running down the stairs. "Here's father," she cried.
"Here's father in time for breakfast!" "My," said Ruth's father, giving
her a hug, "It's good to be home!"

PEDRO'S FEET

Here there is a definite attempt to let the sounds tell their own
story.

PEDRO'S FEET

Little Pedro was a dog. He lived in New York City. He was owned by a
little boy who loved him. For Pedro had big brown eyes and curly brown
hair and when he wanted anything he would go:

"Hu-u-u, hu-u-u, hu-u-u!" And any one would have loved Pedro.

One day Pedro was lying on his front steps in the warm, warm sun. He put
his nose on his little fore paws and went to sleep.

"Bzbzbzbzbzbzbzbzbz!" went a little fly in his ear.

"Yap, yap!" went Pedro's jaws as he snapped at the fly. But he missed
the fly.

"Bzbzbzbzbzbzbzbzbz!" went the little fly.

"Yap, yap!" went Pedro's jaws. But he missed the fly again.

"Bzbzbzbzbzbzbzbzbz!"

"Yap, yap, yap!"

"Bzbzbzbzbzbzbzbzbz!"

"Yap, yap, yap, yap!"

Up jumped Pedro. "I can't sleep with that fly in my ear! I'll take a
walk!" Down the steps he went. Skippety, skippety, skippety, skippety.
He reached the sidewalk. On the sidewalk went his feet. You could hear
them as they beat. Pitter patter, pitter patter, pitter patter down the
street.

When he came to the end of the block, he started across the street.
Pitter patter, pitter patter, pitter pat----

"Honk, honk! Look out, look out! Honk, honk!"

Jump-thump! went Pedro's feet. Jump-jump jump-jump, jump-jump,
thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump, jump-jump, jump-jump, jump-jump,
pitter patter, pitter patter,--he'd reached the other side! And the auto
hadn't hurt him!

Again on the sidewalk went his feet. You could hear them as they beat
pitter patter, pitter patter, pitter patter down the street.

When he came to the end of this block, he started across the next
street.

Pitter patter, pitter patter, pitter pat----

"Clopperty, clopperty, clopperty, clopperty! Get out of my way, get out
of