ROWLEY FROG 71
MRS. MOUSEY 75
A SAD ENDING 78
BEAVER DAM 81
DUCKLINGS 86
A LESSON IN WADDLING 89
HOW TO BE A DUCK 92
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY 95
GOOD RIDDANCE 97
MR. FOX 100
MR. SLIPPER-SLOPPER 103
A DINNER INVITATION 106
ROAST DUCK 108
TAFFY 111
A KIND VISIT 113
THE RED BEARD 116
ROBINSON CRUSOE 119
CRUSOE CASTLE 122
FRIDAY 125
SUPPOSING 128
THREE MEN IN A TUB 131
A BIG FISH 134
MARY LEE 137
STORY-TELLING 140

PUSS JUNIOR AND ROBINSON CRUSOE

JACK SPRAT

ONE day as little Puss, Junior, was traveling through New Mother Goose
country, he came to a funny little house all covered with rose vines,
even up to the top of the small red chimney they grew in crimson
splendor. And as Puss stopped to look at the pretty sight, a tiny blue
bird in a cage on the front porch began to sing:

"Jack Sprat had a pig,
Who was not very big;
He was not very lean
He was not very fat;
'He'll do for a grunt,'
Says little Jack Sprat."

"Oh, ho," thought Puss, and he turned into the yard and walked around to
the little red barn. There stood Jack Sprat himself, leaning against the
sty, watching his pig eat his dinner.

Well, just then, all of a sudden, a swarm of golden bees came humming
into the little farmyard, and before long they had made a home in the
empty beehive that stood close by.

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"You have brought me luck," said little Jack Sprat, turning to Puss.
"Now I shall have honey, and with bees and a pig I shall grow rich and
supply all Mother Goose Country with good things to eat." And would you
believe it, the pig began to grow fat, and the bees to buzz out of the
hive and wing their way over to the roses for sweets with which to make
their honey.