Little Prudy

race the next evening, as they were sitting

g back her curls; "I reckon Pincher wants to hear one, he begins to wag his tai

who always would have something to say, wheth

't know where in the world he came from. He had one of his eyes put out, and was 'most blind out

iss All'n just as well as could be, and used to go with the rest of the scholars to meet her every morning;

the scholars. His seat was right by the stove on the floor-it wasn't a seat, I mean; and he just lay there the whole living time, and slept and snored-you see he was

e dinner baskets. I tell you he liked cake, that dog did, and he liked meat and mince pie. You see he could smell,

s just as good as any body. He never bit nor growled, that dog didn't,

ve that dog one speck,-I don't know as she ever saw him,-and she

e asleep, you know, by the stove, or else under the seats, and Miss All

never would have thought of it. How did he know it was wrong? he didn't know one letter from another. He spoiled

u to think! But you see Mrs. Snell made a great fuss, an

nell ought

ing or making fun.-The dog, of course; and they sen

with the scar on his nose, a

such a time about it. We thought he was going to carry the dog off to some place, and take care of him like he was hi

dread

ars; for we heard the man when he fired the gun,-I mean we heard the gun when the man fired it,-and the

more, if we couldn't see our old dog coming to meet us, and rub his head

ggie!" sighe

ce, seizing his dog by both ears. "I reckon

t's your turn

e's; he's

y first one to propose stories, "I'd like to g

now, Horace; so it's

Has it got

, gently. "You can tell a true story, or

in' to tell," whisp

moment, "I'll tell my story dou

is Sancho, and my ma sends him to market mornings, early, with the basket, and puts some money in, and a note to the butcher, and that horse

cried Grace, in surpri

anted me to tell a story, didn

something nice, c

a-goin' to," said Horace, f

lse a while," replied Susy,

," cried Prudy

great big balls, and Cindrilla asked her mother if she couldn't go, and her mother said, No, indeed; she hadn't nothin' to wear. And then they started off, and her gra

a gold hack, and she went off into the back shed and got the rat-

rode on to the ball, and her shoes come off, and then the king married her, and she had

Madge, laughing; "what

good mother, and won't sit in the coal

be a real good one, about 'The Bravest of Lion's Castle,' and I couldn'

sy a little more time, and excuse her for to-night? It