me peppermint candies, and two postage stamps and some
chewing gum and five keys, why he went back on the stage. And as quick
as a wink, when no one was looking, with his back to the people, he
slipped Lulu Wibblewobble into the empty handbag, and she kept very
quiet for she didn't want to spoil the trick.

And then the magician turned to the audience, and he said:

"Behold! Behold!" and he lifted out the duck girl. Oh my! how those
people did clap; and the lady that owned the handbag was as surprised as
anything. Then the man did lots more tricks, and he called a boy, and
told him to take Lulu and Bawly back home, after he had given them each
ten cents. For his regular trick duck and frog were all well again, and
he could do magic with them. So that's how Lulu and Bawly were in a
magical show, and they told all their friends about it and everyone was
so surprised that they said: "Oh! Oh! Oh!" more than forty-'leven times.

And next, if our new kitten, whose name is Peter, doesn't fall into a
basket of soap bubbles and wet his tail so he can't go to the moving
picture show, I'll tell you about Bully No-Tail and Kittie Kat.

STORY XXVI

BULLY N

"Bully, what are you doing?" the frog boy's mother called to him one
day, as she heard him making a funny noise.

"Oh, mother, I am just counting to see how many marbles I have," he
answered.

"Well, would you mind going to the store for me?" asked Mrs. No-Tail. "I
was going to make a cake, but I find I have no cocoanut to put on top."

"Oh, indeed, I'll go for you, mother, right away!" cried Bully, quickly,
for he was very fond of cocoanut cake. But I guess he would have gone to
the store anyhow, even if his mamma had only wanted vinegar, or lemons,
or a yeast cake.

So off he started, whistling a little tune about a fuzzy-wuzzy pussy
cat, who drank a lot of milk and had a crinkly Sunday dress, made out of
yellow silk.

"Well, I feel better after that!" exclaimed Bully, as he hopped along,
sailing high in the air, above the clouds. Oh, there I go again! I was
thinking of Dickie Chip-Chip, the sparrow. No, Bully hopped along on the
ground, and pretty soon he came to the store and bought the cocoanut for
the cake.

He was hopping home, hoping his mamma would give him and his brother
Bawly some of the cake when it was baked, when, just as he came near a
pond of water he heard some one crying. Oh, such a sad, pitiful cry as
it was, and at first Bully thought i