" she said.

"No, no!" he repeated; "papa say s- knife; so you must say it wight."

He thought it was as well to put s- on any other word as on sing.

He was very fond of playing school, and was quite happy when Willie and
Margie would be his scholars. Dinah was always set up in her chair too,
and another dolly whose name was Lily Gray. Frankie would set them all
before him, and then ask, "Margie, who first man?"

"Adam."

"Now, you good girl, you may go wight to your seat. Willie, who first
boy?"

"Cain."

"Yes, that's wight; now you be vely till, cause I shall peach." Then he
would stand in his chair and preach very loud, spreading his arms, and
always closing with a long amen.

Once, when he was kneeling with his father, he thought the prayer rather
long, and putting up his face, he whispered, "Say amen, papa;--can't
you say amen?"

Frankie was very happy one day when his mamma told him that his aunt and
cousin were coming to make them a visit. He packed all his playthings in
a trunk, to have them ready for the little baby, and then went round the
house telling every body that Eddie was coming to see him.

The day before they were expected, a beautiful present came for Frankie
from Mr. Wallace, the same kind gentleman who had given him the silver
cup.

Can you guess what it was? It was not a cup and ball, nor a top, nor an
iron hoop, but a rocking horse with a carriage fastened to it large
enough for him to get in it. Then there was a place for the whip, and
two pairs of reins for him to drive with.

At first, Frankie stood looking at it, his eyes growing larger and
larger, until papa asked, "Well, Frankie, how do you like your new
horse?"

"Is it for me, papa, for mine own telf?" exclaimed the little boy,
clapping his hands and dancing up and down. "O, I'm to glad!" Then
raising his eyes, he said, soberly, "Tank you, Dod. Tank you vely much
indeed."

His mamma had taught him that all our blessings come from God; and the
dear boy wished to thank him for this new favor.

I can hardly tell you how much pleased he was with his present. He could
scarcely stop riding to eat his dinner; and then had to put up the horse
in the corner of the room he called the stable, and tie him very tightly
to a chair, for fear he would run away. Then, before his mother noticed
what he was about, he slipped from his seat, and carried his silver cup
of water to the pony, and held it to his mouth to drink.

"Pony hungry