road, who should come jumping along but
Tabby the cat.

"Well, well!" he meowed. "When did the circus come to town, Rover?"

"This is not a circus parade," said the dog, the goat, the calf, and
Piggie all at once, as they ran on.

"Then, where are you going, Rover?" again meowed Tabby.

"Going with Billie," barked Rover.

[Illustration: "'MY, THAT'S GOOD!'"]

"Where are you going, Billie?" "Going with Bossie."

"Where are you going, Bossie?" "Going with Piggie."

"Where are you going, Piggie?"

"I am going to market to get my mother a pail of milk for Father's
supper to-night," squealed Piggie in a great hurry.

"Are you? I believe I'll go along. I am so fond of milk." So Tabby raced
along after Rover.

When they got to the market, Piggie told his friends to wait outside
while he hurried in and got the milk for his father's supper. It did not
take him long, and he soon came trotting out because he was to hurry
back home.

"Give me a sup for politeness' sake," meowed Tabby the cat, as she stuck
her head in the pail. "My, that's good!"

"Pass it to me, Tabby," barked Rover the dog, "for politeness' sake. My,
that's good!"

"Give me a sup for politeness' sake," said Billie Goat. "My, that's
good."

"Do not forget me, Billie, for politeness' sake," said Bossie the calf.
"My, that's good!"

[Illustration: "AWAY HE TROTTED WITH AN EMPTY PAIL."]

"Oh, dear, oh, dear!" squealed Piggie, when he saw what had happened.
"What shall I do?" And away he trotted all by himself with an empty
pail, to tell his mother that he did really and truly get the milk, but
that his friends had "supped" it all up!

But just then the farmer came with a great, _big_ pail of milk and gave
it all to them, so that the good little piggie and his father and mother
had a fine supper, and much more milk than Piggie could have brought.

BABY'S PARADISE

BY LUCY FITCH PERKINS

Over the hills and far away,
There's a beautiful, wonderful place,
Where happy babies in gardens play,
With mothers dressed all in lace,--

Dressed all in lace and in silken gown,
With flowers in their hair,--
Where trees with blossoms are laden down,
And perfumes fill the air.

DISOBEDIENCE

"Wait, Kitty; here's soap and water,
And I must wash your face;
For the way you do it with your paws
Is simply a disgrace!"
_But Kitty didn't wait!_

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