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Philip's Horse

from Boys And Girls Bookshelf - FIRST STORIES FOR VERY LITTLE FOLK

Little Philip was very fond of horses, and as he was too old to sit on a
chair or box or trunk and make believe a rocking-horse was pulling it
along his bedroom floor, his father bought him a horse all spotted brown
and white, with a beautiful white mane; and Philip loved to get up on
his back.

In winter he would go out in his sleigh, even when the snow was deep. It
was jolly fun to be in the sleigh all wrapped up cozy and warm in furry
robes. He would crack his long whip and make it sound almost as loud as
a fire-cracker. He used to carry a make-believe pistol when he dressed
up in his "Rough-Rider" suit and went horseback-riding. But all the
neighbors thought it was funny that Philip would always leave the saddle
on his horse when he went out in his sleigh. But you won't think it is
funny when I tell you a secret--maybe you have guessed it
already--Philip couldn't get the saddle off, because, don't you see, his
horse was only a make-believe, hobby-horse.

The Kitten That Forgot How to Mew

By Stella George Stern

All little girls, and little boys too, like to read stories about
kittens. Here is a story about a dear little kitten that belonged to a
dear little girl named Peggy.

Peggy had two brothers, and three cousins--all boys--and every boy had a
little dog. At first the dogs would tease the kitten, but they soon
learned better. The dogs and the kitten played together. All day long,
out in the yard, you could hear them going, "Bow-wow!" and "Mew!"

But, you see, there was only one little "Mew" and ever so many
"Bow-wows," and after a while the kitten hardly ever spoke at all.

But one day the kitten wanted to mew, and--what do you suppose?--she had
forgotten how to do it! She tried and tried, and all she could say was
"M-m-m-bow!"--just as much like a dog as a kitten. She was so sad. She
ran out into the yard and cried.

The Big White Hen passed by and asked what was the matter.

"Oh, Big White Hen," sobbed the kitten, "I have forgotten how to talk
kitten-talk. I try and I try, and all I can say is, M-m-m-bow!"

"Never mind, Kitty Cat," said the Hen; "I will teach you to talk. Listen
to this: M-m-m-cut, cut, cut, cut, cut-ca-da-cut!"

"No," said the kitten; "that's not the way to talk kitten-talk." And she
cried again.

Then along came the Sheep and asked, "What is the matter?"

"Oh, Sheep," sobbed the kitten, "I have forgotten how to talk
kitten-talk. I try and I try, and all I can say is, M-m-m-bow!"

"Never mind, Kitty Cat," said the Sheep; "I will teach you to talk.
Listen: M-m-m-baa!"

"No," said the kitten, "that's not the way to talk kitten-talk." And she
cried again.

Then along came the Horse and asked what was the matter.

"Oh, Horse," sobbed the kitten, "I have forgotten how to talk
kitten-talk. I try and I try, and all I can say is, M-m-m-bow!"

"Never mind, Kitty Cat," said the Horse; "I will teach you to talk.
Listen to this: M-m-m-neigh!"

"No," said the kitten; "that's not the way to talk kitten-talk." And she
cried again.

Then along came the Cow and asked what was the matter.

"Oh, Cow," sobbed the kitten, "I have forgotten how to talk kitten-talk.
I try and I try, as hard as I ever can, and all I can say is,
M-m-m-bow!"

"Never mind, Kitty Cat," said the Cow; "I will teach you to talk. Listen
to this: M-m-m-moo!"

"No," said the kitten; "that is more like it, but that's not the way to
talk kitten-talk." And she cried again.

The New Baby was sitting in her high chair at the kitchen door.

"Baby dear," sighed the kitten, "I am in trouble. I have forgotten how
to talk kitten-talk. I try and I try, and all I can say is, M-m-m-bow!
Can't you teach me?"

The Baby nodded her head and began, "M-m-m-google-google-goo!"

"No," said the kitten; "that's not the way to talk kitten-talk." And she
sat on the kitchen step and cried again.

"What is the matter?" asked a soft voice behind her.

"Oh!" sobbed the kitten, without looking up, "I have forgotten how to
talk kitten-talk. I try and I try, and nothing can help me. All I can
say is, M-m-m-bow!"

"Look at me," said the soft voice.

The little kitten looked. And there stood a beautiful big gray cat!

"I can teach you to talk," said the Cat. And she did. She taught her so
well that the little kitten never again forgot how to mew, though she
played out on the soft, green grass with the dogs every day.

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