an into it.
Edith swam into it.
Eliza swam into it.
Emily swam into it.
Emma swam into it.
Fanny swam into it.
Florence swam into it.
Hannah swam into it.
Harriet swam into it.
Jane swam into it.
Jessie swam into it.
Kate jumped into it.
Lillie skated into it.
Lizzie danced into it.
Lottie drove into it.
Louisa crept into it.
Lucy hopped into it.
Mary floated into it.
Martha leaped into it.
Matilda raced into it.
Maggie dodged into it.
Maria skipped into it.
Mabel swung into it.
Maude flew into it.
May tripped into it.
Minnie dived into it.
Nellie sailed into it.
Olive Steamed into it.
Rose rode into it.
Sarah slid into it.
Tottie walked into it.

N.B.--Any little girl is invited to walk, run, jump, dance, skip,
hop, swim, fly, or come into Cole's Book Arcade in any way she
chooses, the same as the Forty Little School Girls.

Story Of The Funny Monkeys

Once there was a funny old monkey--and this old monkey had six young
monkeys. There was one white monkey, and one black monkey, and one
yellow monkey, and one red monkey, and one blue monkey, and one green
monkey; and the white monkey's name was Linda, and the black monkey's
name was Eddie, and the yellow monkey's name was Vally, and the red
monkey's name was Ruby, and the blue monkey's name was Pearl, and the
green Monkey's name was Ivy Diamond. And the white monkey liked
apples, and the black monkey liked grapes, and the yellow monkey
liked cherries, and the red monkey liked strawberries, and the blue
monkey liked oranges, and the green monkey liked nuts, and that's all
about these FUNNY MONKEYS. The names of any children can be told in
this story instead of Linda, Eddie, Vally, Ruby, Pearl, and Diamond.

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[Illustration: Tangle Pate.]

Tangle Pate

There was a girl, named tanglepate,
She lived--I won't say where--
Who was not willing any one
Should comb or curl her hair.

She cried and made a dreadful fuss,
At morning, noon, or night,
And did not seem at all ashamed
Of looking like a fright.

Her hair stood out around her head
Just like a lion's mane,
And she was scolded, coaxed, and teased
About it--but in vain.

It caught on buttons, hooks, and boughs
As here and there she rushed,
And yet she would not consent
To have it combed or brushed.

And so she fell asleep one day
Within the