iddle!" squeaked the Fiddle, louder and more
contemptuously than ever.

"Me-ow!" shrieked the Cat on an even higher note. They played and sang
more vigorously than before.

"Over the moon you go!" shouted the little Dog to the Cow.

She tossed up her heels, and springing high into the air jumped over
the cow-tub, wherein shone the moon's reflection as round and bright as
the moon itself. The little Dog nearly split his sides with laughing.
"Ha! ha! ha! that's a good joke," he said. "You had me there nicely,"
and he and the Cow started jumping about together all over the yard.

The Cat and the Fiddle squeaked louder.

The Cow and the little Dog jigged higher and higher. Never was heard
such a noise!

The Dish jumped off the table with a thud.

"Spoon, my love," he whispered, "the moment has arrived. The little
Dog has left the door open. Fly with me."

There was such a hullaballoo going on that nobody except the Spoon
heard what he said. He seized her round her elegant waist and danced
away with her, through the open door, and across the farm-yard.

They were just wondering how they should get out of the gate, when----

Snip! Snap! Snorum!

There stood the Wizard just outside!

The Dish and the Spoon looked guiltily at each other, but they could
not stop dancing.

"What is all this noise!" cried out the Wizard angrily.

The little Dog and the Cow heard his voice in the yard. They, too,
looked guiltily at each other, but they could not stop dancing.

"What are you all about!" cried the Wizard again, still more angrily.

The Cat and the Fiddle heard his angry voice through the open door.
They, too, looked guiltily at each other, but they could not stop
playing or singing.

Then the Wizard lost his temper altogether. "Pouf!" he said, flinging
back his head, so that his hat fell off, and the magic went rolling
about all over the place.

"Pouf! Is _this_ the way you behave when I am not here. Can't you
stop that disgraceful noise! Pouf!! I will get rid of the whole lot
of you!"

He raised his foot and gave the farm-yard gate one tremendous kick.

It was a magic kick.

Before you would have had time to say "Snip! Snap! Snorum!" the whole
farm, Cat, Fiddle, Dog, Cow, Dish, Spoon and all, went flying sky high
into the air.

Even then they could not leave off dancing and singing.

"Spoon, my love!" sobbed the Dish, "I wish I was sitting down on the
dresser again.

"Yes, my sweet,"