ing, you shall see for
yourself, I'm _not_.

YOURS, RED RIDING HOOD.

If you would like to hear more about the Carr children, you will find
their full history most charmingly written in a book called "What Katy
Did;" a story by Susan Coolidge, nicely illustrated by Addie Ledyard,
and published by Roberts Brothers.

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LITTLE MISCHIEF.

I.

I SHALL tell you some stories about a little girl whose name was Bessie
Allen. She was so fond of being busy, that she sometimes got into sad
scrapes. So people called her Little Mischief.

One day she thought her papa's hat looked rough and rusty: so what did
she do but wash it with a sponge wet in water. She thought she was
making the hat look quite nice and shiny; but she nearly spoiled it.

Her father did not like it at all when he found what she had done. He
loved his little girl; but he thought her much too meddlesome.

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II.

One day Bessie was at her aunt's house when the folks were away. But
Carlo the dog was at home; and Bessie had her doll Cornelia to play
with. At last she placed Cornelia up on the arm-chair with her arms over
the back.

Then seeing near by an inkstand, and a bottle of gum with a brush in it,
Bessie thought she would amuse herself by painting Carlo's face with
ink. This was very silly, and Carlo seemed to think so; for he
struggled, and tried to get away.

The brush tickled him; he did not like to taste of the ink: at last he
broke away, and hid himself under the sofa.

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III.

Bessie had a piece of biscuit in her pocket. She took it out, and
offered it to Carlo. It was so nice to get biscuit without having to
stand on his hind-legs first, or jump a great height, or do something
funny to earn it, that Carlo came out.

Then Bessie seized him, and tried once more to ink his face; but this
time Carlo tore himself loose, and ran out of the room, knocking over
the stool on which stood the inkstand, as he went.

In trying to stop him, Bessie soiled her nice white frock; and the ink
streamed over the carpet. Here was mischief.

Next month I will tell you more stories about Bessie Allen.

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SANTA CLAUS.

SANTA CLAUS came here last night
On his flight.
Down the chimney-top he flew:
He had lots of work to do,
Well he knew.

So he heaped the st