eplied, "because it's full of pretty things for baby
and for me."

"How jolly!" cried Puss, dancing about on his toes. "We'll have a fine
trip."

"That's what the 'rusty, dusty' miller said," cried the baby's mother.
"He told me this morning when I put the cradle in the 'Rock-a-by' willow
tree that the ship was sailing to-day and that they needed a cook; so
I'm going to ask the Captain if I may cook and bake for you all. I know
how to make the nicest cookies you ever ate. You just wait and see what
nice things we will have to eat."

Then Puss helped her over the gang-plank, for the crew was busy loading
the good ship with all kinds of things.

[Illustration]

Pretty soon the miller came running down the dock. "Here is a sack of
flour," he panted, "I thought you might need some for muffins."

"Isn't that fine?" said Puss, leaning over the rail. "There's nothing
like having plenty of food aboard in case the voyage is a long one."

"I don't know where we are bound," said the baby's mother, "but baby
will like it, I'm sure. One can 'rock-a-by baby' on the sea as well as
on the old willow tree."

"I heard," said the 'rusty, dusty' miller, as he laid the heavy sack of
flour on the deck, and wiped the perspiration from his forehead, "that

"There were sweetmeats in the cabin,
And apples in the hold;
The sails were made of silk,
And the masts were made of gold."

"Why, so they are," cried Puss, gazing up at the beautiful tall shining
masts. "They are of gold, of course they are. Look, baby," he cried,
"see the gold masts."

"He's too young to know whether they are made of gold or good old oak,"
said his mother, "but we'll teach him to be a good sailor, won't we,
Puss, dear?"

ALL ABOARD!

"ALL aboard!" shouted the Captain.

"The four and twenty sailors
That stood between the decks,
Were four and twenty white mice,
With chains about their necks."

"There's a locket fastened to every chain," cried Puss. "What pretty
lockets."

"Each little sailor mouse has a picture of his mother in his locket,"
said the Captain, who stood near by giving the orders. Now,

"The captain was a duck,
With a packet on his back;
And when the ship began to move
The Captain cried, 'Quack! Quack!'"

"Hello!" said Puss, Junior, stretching out his right paw. "Hello,
Captain! Aren't y