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ried out with alarm. She tumbled back upon the ground, Her dear doll falling too, While the mouse went rushing round, Not knowing what to do. At last he tumbled down the stair, Then to his hole he flew; And which did most the other scare They never, never knew. [Illustration: Mouse reading "How to Dodge the Cat".] [Page 184--Froggy Land] [Illustration: Kind frog carrying his wife.] The Foolish Frog In a tank at the foot of the hill Lived Mr. and Mrs. Frog, At the head of the sparkling rill, By the side of a queachy bog; And they had children ten-- All froggies as yellow as gold, Who loved to play on the fen, But they often were over-bold. Now it fell out one bright day, As it never had done before, When Father Frog was away A stickleback sailed to the door. "Oh! Mrs. Frog," said he, "Your sister is very ill; And much she wants to see You down at the water mill." Then Mother frog showed her grief In such tears as you never saw; And, having no handkerchief, She wiped her eyes with a paw. Said she, "Now, froggies dear, You must not go to the fen: There is no danger here, And I'll soon come back again!" But the naughty little froggies, Disobeyed their mother and went. Then a duck, which had lazily swum For hours in a reedy pool, Seeing the shadows come, And feeling the air grow cool. With a "Quack, quack, quack," came out She meant, "It is time to sup!" So finding the froggies about, She gobbled them quickly up. So Mr. and Mrs. Frog, By the peeping stars made bold, Came back by the queachy bog, To their froggies all yellow as gold. They never saw them again-- Alas! that it should be so. They were told not to go to the fen; But the did not obey, you know. "Early Days" Marriage of Mr. Froggie There was a Frog Lived in a bog-- A Frog of high degree-- A stylish youth, And yet, forsooth, A bachelor was he. He had not wed Because, he said, He'd ne'er in all his life Seen in the bog A pollywog He cared to make his wife. But one fine day, When drest up gay, He passed a pretty house, And there beside The window spied A most attractive mouse. He raised his hat, And gazing at Miss Mo
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