Bikey the Skicycle and Other Tales of Jimmieboy

oy, as his eye first rested u

ound until Jimmieboy got dizzy looking at him. "I was me when I got up this morning,

said you had lilac-colored hair, and

garden with one of your friends, and you come to a rose-bush, and your friend says, 'Isn't that a pretty rose-bush?' 'Yes,' say you; 'very.' Then he says, 'And what a lovely lilac-bush th

ieboy. "That's t

l the same color, and that color is green, just like my hair; you must have

erhaps, you were like the pictures in my Mother Goose book. They

Imp, with a pleased smile, "they must be ver

l eat that apple you spoke about, and maybe it'l

eason why, if an apple can work that way, it can't work the other. It's a poor rule that won't work both ways, and an apple is pretty good, as

of thing. Unfortunately, he liked it so well that he forgot to give the core to the Imp, and, when in a moment he felt himself shrinking up,

upon the floor, so angrily that the bells rang out softly as if in remonstrance. "In f

ior. "I wouldn't make such a fuss about an old apple-core. If you feel as badly about it a

the Imp. "I didn't want the core for

d now shrunk until he was no taller than th

ples. The outside makes you shrink, and the core makes you grow. When I said I wanted the core I meant that I wanted it to keep until we had had our trip together, s

surprise, noticed that he was growing fast. He was four inches high when he got there, and then as the minute

do about it?" he asked, when

had. The trick-apple trees only bear one apple a year, and I have been saving that one for yo

," said Jimmieboy, ruefully. "It was r

u not to think," said the Imp. "I

sobbed J

the Imp, gleefully. "R

boy, a tear trickl

feel. If you feel sick, you are sick. If you feel good, you are good, and if you feel sorry, you are sorry, and so, do

be a big grown-up man, like his papa, who could sharpen lead-pencils, and go out of doors in snow-storms, b

you, I believe, is that you think in the wrong places. T

ugh," said Jimmieboy. "The only t

th a happy smile. "I'll let down the

that Jimmieboy had not before noticed, and which were coil

immieboy, watching the

n these have reached the floor I want you to

asping the wires, and fastening

ening it securely upon the two wires, sent it sliding down to where Jimmieboy stood. "There," he adde

ill I?" asked Ji

the Imp answered. "If you feel saf

boy, as he stepped aboa

seems to me that a boy who has spent weeks and weeks and weeks jumping off

id Jimmieboy. "I

e Imp, pressing a small but

lightning, so that before Jimmieboy had an opportunity to change his mind about his safety he was in the Imp's room, and, much

EJACULATE

ng it an affectionate squeeze. "At last you are here. And

f soft light burst forth from every corner of the room, and the little visitor saw upon every side of him the most wonderful books, toys, and music