n home and put to
bed, and had to take a lot of nasty physic.

[Illustration: Little Pig running home.]

The Little Pig who Cried "Wee, wee," all the Way Home.

This little pig went fishing. Now he had been told not to go into
Farmer Grumpey's grounds, who did not allow any one to fish in his
part of the river. But in spite of what he had been told, this
foolish little pig went there. He soon caught a very large fish, and
while he was trying to carry it home, Farmer Grumpey came running
along with his great whip. He quickly dropped the fish, but the
farmer caught him, and as he laid his whip over his back for some
time, the little pig ran off, crying, "Wee, wee, wee," all the way
home.

THE HISTORY OF OLD MOTHER GOOSE AND HER SON JACK.

[Illustration: Mother Goose and family.]

Old Mother Goose lived in a cottage with her son Jack. Jack was a
very good lad, and although he was not handsome, he was good-tempered
and industrious, and this made him better-looking than half the other
boys. Old Mother Goose carried a long stick, she wore a high-crowned
hat, and high-heeled shoes, and her kerchief was as white as snow.
Then there was the Gander that swam in the pond, and the Owl that sat
on the wall. So you see they formed a very happy family. But what a
fine strong fellow the Gander was! Whenever Old Mother Goose wanted
to take a journey, she would mount upon his broad strong back, and
away he would fly and carry her swiftly to any distance.

[Illustration: Mother Goose and Gander flying.]

Now Old Mother Goose thought her Gander often looked sad and lonely;
so one day she sent Jack to market to buy the finest Goose he could
find. It was early in the morning when he started, and his way lay
through a wood. He was not afraid of robbers; so on he went, with his
Mother's great clothes-prop over his shoulder. The fresh morning air
caused Jack's spirits to rise. He left the road, and plunged into the
thick of the wood, where he amused himself by leaping with his
clothes-prop till he found he had lost himself. After he had made
many attempts to find the path again, he heard a scream. He jumped up
and ran boldly towards the spot from which the sound came. Through an
opening in the trees he saw a young lady trying to get away from a
ruffian who wanted to steal her mantle. With one heavy blow of his
staff Jack sent the thief howling away, and then went back to the
young lady, who was lying on the ground, crying.

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