. Andiron tales . like being a boy ? Not very much, said I. Its awfully hard work. I have togo to school every day and learn lotsof things I dont care to know about,and most of the time Im kept in anhour or two just because I cant remem-ber how much seven times two are, orwhether c-a-t spells dog or horse, andI dont like it. But you are strongand well. Your father andmother are very good to youand you have more goodtimes than unhappy ones, dont you? doesnt have to live in a bathtub. I never counted, said I. I dont believe I do, strong and well, but so is that eagle I saw today, and h
. Andiron tales . like being a boy ? Not very much, said I. Its awfully hard work. I have togo to school every day and learn lotsof things I dont care to know about,and most of the time Im kept in anhour or two just because I cant remem-ber how much seven times two are, orwhether c-a-t spells dog or horse, andI dont like it. But you are strongand well. Your father andmother are very good to youand you have more goodtimes than unhappy ones, dont you? doesnt have to live in a bathtub. I never counted, said I. I dont believe I do, strong and well, but so is that eagle I saw today, and he can fly,and I cant. Then theres my little dog—hes as well as can be, andmy father and mother are kind to him just as they are kind to doesnt have to bother with school. Hes allowed to go anywherehe wants to, and never gets scolded for it. Besides, he doesnt haveto be dressed up all the time and live in a bathtub the way I do. Then you think you would be happier as Rollo than you areas yourself? said 42 Andiron Tales Very much, said I. Then it shall be so, said she. Good-by! She went out as quietly as she had come, and I turned overand after thinking over what she had said I fell asleep. Then thequeerest thing happened. I slept right through until the morning,dreaming the strangest dream you ever heard of. I dreamed thatI had been changed into Rollo—and oh, the fun I had! Life wasnothing but play and liberty, and then I waked. I tried to call myfather and tell him I was ready for the morning story, but what doyou suppose I did instead? Give it up, said Tom. What ? I barked, said the Poker, and when I barked I looked downat my feet. Sure enough I was Rollo, and Rollo was I lying asleepin my bed. I was on the floor at the foot of the bed. Then the nursecame in and slapped me for barking and I had the pleasure of beingsent down stairs to the cellar, while Rollo himself, who had beenchanged into me went into my fathers room and got the story. Mercy! said Tom. I gue
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