4. "Why," said he, "they are very large; but they are like me. I will ask them if they are big cookie boys." But Abby's mamma had forgotten to give him a mouth, so the question could not get out.

5. He saw Abby's auntie, who had curly hair. "I wonder if my hair is curly, too," he said. He tried to feel, but Abby's mamma had forgotten to give him any elbow joints, or to make his shoulder joints loose.

6. He tried to get up, but, poor fellow, he had no knees or hips. All he could do was to lie still and look around.

"I wonder what I was made for," he said.

7. Abby's mamma took him up and tied a blue ribbon around his neck. She hung him on a green tree, with little lights burning all over it. The tree was loaded with pretty things. He began to feel quite vain. "I must be beautiful, too, or I should not be here," thought he.

8. One by one the things were taken from the trees. Little faces all around looked brighter as the little arms became fuller.

9. At last our cookie boy was taken off and given to a merry little girl. She squeezed him so tight that he wanted to scream.

10. He did not think she meant to kiss him,

but she put him up to her mouth.

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he said, "what is coming?" He could not look

'Dear me,

pale, he was so brown.

He could not get away,

for he had no joints. But he had eyes, so he looked at the pretty rosy mouth so near him.

11. He saw one of his arms go into that mouth. Then the other went in. He wanted to cry; but before he could be sorry that he couldn't, his head was popped into the rosy mouth.

12. The merry, rosy-lipped girl said he was the best cookie boy she ever tasted. But my advice to mammas when they make cookie boys is not to give them any eyes. Then they need not look on and see themselves eaten up.

LANGUAGE.

Name things used to make the "cookie boy." Tell what parts of a real boy Abby's mamma could not make.

1. Eddie and John had some pretty white rabbits given to them for pets. Rabbits are gentle, and the boys were so kind to them that they soon became very tame, and seemed fond of their young masters.

2. What shall we teach them for tricks, papa ?" asked Eddie. "They ought to learn to do something that wild rabbits do not know about."

"Suppose you try a hurdle race," said their

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3. We don't know about it ourselves," said Eddie.

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Will you tell us, and show us how?"

Both the boys and the rabbits were soon taught, and it was not long before friends were asked to come and see a hurdle race. But no one knew what the performance was to be.

4. The race-course was a dry ditch which John

and Eddie had dug. It led from the rabbit-hutch quite a long way round and back again to the hutch. Across the ditch at short spaces some sticks were placed. These were for hurdles.

5. When the time came for the race, Eddie raised the door of the hutch and whistled. Out came the rabbits, one after another, hopping along as fast as they could go.

6. As they came to a stick, they hopped over it as if they knew it was a part of the play. This made it a hurdle race, you see.

When they had gone around the course, they were back in the hutch again, and John had closed the door.

How the children did laugh and clap hands! 7. It was a funny sight.

Eddie and John were much praised. And they were often asked to repeat the performance of the hurdle race.

TALES OUT OF SCHOOL. I.

When Vio Hamblin was seven years old, her mamma sent her to school. She had learned so much at home that she was put into the second class, where they read in the Second Reader.