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'Twaa a brown little, p
In passing you hardly 1
But the children all l?v<
" 'Tis full of nice storif
'Twas a brown little, p
Her nose was a failure
But the children all lov<
' She's so kind and so 1
LITTLE I-D
"I don't like you! 1 d
girl who sang out thes<
her lips and frowned.
"I don't like you neith
"And I don't like you,
"Peeples who come vi:
Mary Sue.
"I-don't like you! I doi
And the little bit of girl
cousins.
The little bit of a gir
she had just begun to be
had been a dear child, sc
called her Pussy.
"I don't like you!" si
phie, and Joe and Frank
ashamed, for Aunt Sophi
"I-Don't-Like-You ?" c
is that your name? I thoi
tlin tionrrlif\r lifrtl
Sopl]ie to say, "Oh, yoi
loved to be called Pussy
her another look she c
you!"
"If whenever I look a
cry out, Joe!' I would k
his name is Joe, which it
little nephew he would ?
know his name is Fran
Therefore, sure and cei
Don't-Like You."
"It isn't a Christian na
. " 'Cause Christians lik
"She must be an oh
Sue.
"Little I-Don't-Like
"didn't I hear you calliri
public road? Is it true
cook ?"
"I'm afraid she scrca
Joe.
"Then it is all around
"I am very sorry, for it
as pretty as Pussy."
."I-Don't-Like-You is
sobbed the little bit of a
Aunt Sophie sat dow
'..er arms, called "Puss^
in them.
THE PRESBYTERI/
i Children
:ST OF ALL.
ilain little, thin little book
ivould give it one look.
ed it, "Because," they all cried,
;b?'tis lovely Inside."
lain little, thin little girl,
, her hair wouldn't curl;
?d her, "Because," they all cried,
jrigln and so lovely inside."
?Exchange.
ON'T-LIKE-Y OU.
lon't like you!" It was a little
s naughty words and pouted
er, then," said Joe.
missy," said Frank.
sitin' ought to be polite," said
n't like you! I don't like you I"
frowned at each of her small
l's real name was Anna, and
cross. For a whole week she
> gentle that her Aunt Sophie
le was frowning at Aunt Soand
Mary and Sue felt much
le was a visitor, too.
juestioned Aunt Sophie. "Oh,
Light it was Anna !"
o rrit-1 fllllv tiorl PYnpptcVl A imt
? J .^ ?r
j must like me, Pussy!" She
. But when Aunt Sophie gave
ried out again; "I don't like
t that little nephew he would
now for sure and certain that
is. If whenever I look at this
scream. 'Frank!' then I would
k; and so with Mary Sue.
rtain we have here Little Iime.
is it?" asked Joe.
e people." said Frank.
1 Chinaman." declared Mary
You," said Aunt Sophie,
ig your name to a man in the
that you have told it to the
mcd it to the ice man," said
the place," said Aunt Sophie,
is not a pretty name; not near
an old Chinaman, so she is,"
girl; "I?T?I'm Pussy now."
n on the porch steps, opened
i," and something fluffy was
tn of the south.
"I wish that Joe and
tell the cook and the ice
like peoples," said the li
eyes.
" 'Cause you feel bettei
you?" asked Mary Sue.
Then Joe and Frank, a:
to tell the cook and the
Pussy said, and after tl
little 1-Don t-Like-You ;
?Selected.
EDGAR'S SO
Really it was too bad.
soldier. He slipped on t
kle.
".Mv little lad must g?
Mamma Gates.
"P>oo-hoo!" howled Ed
Uncle Casper looked u
"I don't want to go to
soldier," sobbed poor Edj
"But if your ankle is n<
will be very lame tomorn
"I don't care," whined
t<? bed."
"I thought you were
Caspar. "What does a s
Edgar looked up, puz
drums." Eddy looked at
again.
"Is that all that he doe
"He doesn't have to g<
"But sometimes he get
battle. Then what does
cry ?"
Now, Uncle Caspar w;
admired very much.
"Xo-o-o! I guess no
boy.
"Xo. He goes to th<
brave as when he drums ;
Edgar wiped his eyes
uncle^ "Is going to bed
dier?" he asked.
"Yes, my boy, that is
let me be the ambulanceand
take you to the hospi
Uncle Caspar picked u
ried him gently to his cl
"Now. I'm going to be
with a smile. He did n
the sore ankle and bound
"That's a brave lad, E
play it does not hurt, an<
later, Eddy was dreamii
little corporal taking his
Uncle Caspar hung up
he could see them when f
soldier cap upon it was
limped downstairs the n
on the sofa. He whine*
He had learned a lesson
in suffering.?Little Men
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July 28, 1909.
Frank and Mary Sue would
man and everybody that 1 do
ttle bit of a girl, wiping her
when you like peoples, don't
s well as Mary Sue, promised
ice man and everybody what
lat there was never again a
iround disturbing the peace.
I
LDIER LESSON.
Edgar was going out to play
he steps and twisted his and
to bed and get well," said
dy.
p from his paper and smiled.
hph t uro l< I t-r\ rrr-. Ka ?
??uiib iw gu auu ut <1jar.
at bathed and put to bed, you
)W."
Eddy. "I don't want to go
playing soldier," said Uncle ^
oldier do?"
:zled. "He marches and he
his drum and began to cry <
:s ?"
5 to bed," whined Eddy,
s hurt badly. He is shot in a
he do? Does he howl and
is an old soldier whom Eddy
t. I don't know," said the
s hospital. There he is as
and marches."
; and looked eagerly at his
and not crying being a solthe
bravest part of it. Now
?that's a wagon, you know?
tal."
ip Eddy in his arms and car- <
aamber.
a good soldier," said the boy,
ot wince when his uncle felt
it up.
iddy," said his uncle. "Now
d go to sleep." Half an hour
ng. He looked like a brave
rest*
>
Eddy's flag and gun where
le awoke. The drum with the
t placed on the bed. Edgar
ext day, and went into camp
d and complained no longer.
, that a brave man is patient >
and Women. * .