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One little froggy wonders what to do I I i
Up pops another onethen there are two.
Up pops another onethen there are three.
Two little froggies blink their eyes to see
Three little froggies all begin to snore
Up pops another onethen there are four.
Four little froggies kicking and alive
Up pops another onethen there are five.
Five little froggies playing funny tricks
Up pops another onethen there are sixj^
GEORGE AND SAMBO.
ERTKTJDE! Gertrude!" called
Mrs. Clark from the nursery, and
Gertrude ran upstairs, leaving
three-year-old George sitting on
the doorstep playing with the
dog Sambo and a string of empty
spools. When she came back
both George and Sambo were
gone. Frightened, she called to
her mistress, "O, missis, li'l'
George hab done gone an* ran
away and' I don' know whar
Mrs. Clark dropped the baby
on the bed and flew wildly up
street and down, but nowhere
could she see George's curly head
and blue frock.
All this time the small boy
was trotting calmly up one street
and down another, dragging his
spools behind him, while Sambo
kept close at his side. At last
a policeman noticed the little
fellow and tried to reach him
to find out who he was and where
he belonged, but Sambo was
afraid that George would be car
ried off where he could not fol
low him, so he bristled up,
growled and showed his teeth.
Then the spools became entangled in their string
and George sat down on the curb to try to straighten
them out. Here the policeman thought he saw his chance.
But Sambo was quicker than he, and no matter from
what side he approached the dog was there before him.
In the meantime George's father, who had been off
in the country on horseback, came home and was told
that George was lost.
"Where is Sambo?" he asked.
"Oh, Sambo has gone, too
"Well, then, I'll soon find them," he answered, and
springing upon his horse he started off. As he rode he
uttered a strange whistle that he always used when he
called Sambo, but for a long time he had no reply. At
last he heard a faint bark and turned in the direction
from which it came, whistling now and then, and always
getting a bark in return. Soon he saw Sambo standing
'ja the middle of the street, barking and wagging his
tail, while George sat on the curbstone tugging at his
The policeman told Mr. Clark that when Sambo
first heard his'whistle he started off as hard as he could
8 THE JOURNAL JUNIOR, MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA, SATURDAY, MAY 20, 1905.
A PAG E FO THE LITTLEST JUNIOR S
A SPUING CONCERT.
A great big marsh lying in the sun
Up pops a little frogthen there is one.
go but he had not gone far when he turned and went
back to George, keeping up his barking and leaping about
until his master came in sight.
While the policeman was talking Sambo lay down
quietly by the side of the horse, as much as to say:
"I've done my part of the business. Now, master,
111 let you manage the rest."Elizabeth Parley, in The
THE LITTLE BIRD THAT TELLS.
He cocked his head upon one side
This funny little bird:
And this is what I heard him say
(Or what I thought I heard):
A common 'English sparrow's what
Yon think me, I suppose!
If so, you're much mistaken
I'm a bird that no one knows!
"My specialty is secrets
I hear them everywhere
On crowded streets, on boats, in parks,
From wires up in the air.
I quickly fly and carry them
To where some gossip dwells,
In short, my dear, you see in me
'The Little Bird that Tells!'
My train eame in just then, and hid
The little scamp from view
But I have pondered what he said,
.And pass it on to you.
So if you're telling secrets
To your cronies, and should spy
A sparrow hopping on the path,
Or on a tree near by,
Pray, whisper low in Clara's ear,
And lower still in Nell's
For what if he should prove to be
"The Little Bird that Tells!"
SAM AND SUE.
I saw a trunk," said Sam to Sue,
"So queer, that what you put inside
Ton never can take out again,
No matter how you tried."
"Indeed, I saw the same trunk too,
Last week when I was at the Zoo
'Twas Mr. Elephant's," laughed Sue.
-Th Grasshopper's Ho^"^
Six little froggies think the world is heaven
Up pops another onethen there are seven.
Seven little froggies for more froggies wait
Up pops another onethen there are eight.
Eight little froggieswhat a cheerful signI
Up pops another onethen there are* nine.
Nine little froggiessplendid froggy-men!
Up pops another onethen there are ten.
Ten little froggies all begin to sing
What do they sing about? Spring, spring, spring!
Lilla Thomas Elder in Little Folks.
THE DANCING LESSON.
Here is a happy little one
Who's having just the best of fun!
Who wouldn't be
In greatest glee
To have a little fairy girl
Come in and teach her how
With steps so light and
To skip and dance and turn and twirl,
And spin about in merry whirl,
From side to side
Oh, wouldn't any one of you
Be glad to have a lesson, too,
From a "really truly" fairyt
THE MARCH HAKE'S OPINION.
"There's always something the matter," __
The March Hare said to the Hatter,
"With the weather! it rains and blows
Or else it hails and snows!
There's always something the matter!"
Said the March Hare to the Hatter.