est fun. Billy here's done come to live with Miss Minerva and she's
done gone up town and don't care if we sprinkle, 'cause she's got so
much 'ligion."

"But you know none of us are allowed to use a hose," objected Lina.

"But it's so much fun," said Jimmy; "and Miss Minerva she's so Christian
she ain't going to raise much of a rough-house, and if she do we can run
when we see her coming."

"I can't run," said Billy, "I ain't got nowhere to run to an'--"

"If that ain't just like you, Billy," interrupted Jimmy, "all time
talking 'bout you ain't got nowhere to run to; you don't want nobody to
have no fun. You 'bout the picayunest boy they is."

Little Ikey Rosenstein, better known as "GooseGrease," dressed in a
cast-off suit of his big brother's, with his father's hat set rakishly
back on his head and over his ears, was coming proudly down the street
some distance off.

"Yonder comes Goose-Grease Rosenstein," said Jimmy gleefully. "When he
gets right close le's make him hop."

"All right," agreed Billy, his good humor restored, "le's baptize him
good."

"Oh, we can't baptize him," exclaimed the other little boy, "'cause he's
a Jew and the Bible says not to baptize Jews. You got to mesmerize
'em. How come me to know so much?" he continued condescendingly, "Miss
Cecilia teached me in the Sunday-School. Sometimes I know so much I
I feel like I'm going to bust. She teached me 'bout 'Scuffle little
chillens and forbid 'em not,' and 'bout 'Ananias telled Sapphira he done
it with his little hatchet,' and 'bout 'Lijah jumped over the moon in a
automobile: I know everything what's in the Bible. Miss Cecilia sure
is a crackerjack; she's 'bout the stylishest Sunday-School teacher they
is."

"'T was the cow jumped over the moon," said Frances, "and it isn't in
the Bible; it's in Mother Goose."

"And Elijah went to Heaven in a chariot of fire," corrected Lina.

"And I know all 'bout Gabr'el," continued Jimmy unabashed. "When folks
called him to blow his trumpet he was under the haystack fast asleep."

Ikey was quite near by this time to command the attention of the four
children.

"Let's mesmerize Goose-Grease," yelled Jimmy, as he turned the stream of
water full upon him.

Frances, Lina, and Billy clapped their hands and laughed for joy.

With a terrified and angry shriek their victim, dripping water at every
step, ran howling by his tormentors. When he reached a safe distance he
turned around, shook a fist at the