. St. Nicholas [serial]. ve mixed my pages so that I cant tail, my proudly waving tail, is goneforever! Why, what s this in the waste-basket? exclaimed the rubber doll. I do believe it is your tail. But Ican tie it on with a string. He did it so skilfully that the rock-ing-horse rocked for joy. What about the rest of us?asked the little pony. I shant becomfortable until that bear is chainedup; and who is to chain him? I 11 go in myself, replied thebear. But it s very hard to giveup frightening the pony, for it s theonly fun I have. With a last growl, 350 AFTER YOU WERE ASLEEP. [Feb. that almos
. St. Nicholas [serial]. ve mixed my pages so that I cant tail, my proudly waving tail, is goneforever! Why, what s this in the waste-basket? exclaimed the rubber doll. I do believe it is your tail. But Ican tie it on with a string. He did it so skilfully that the rock-ing-horse rocked for joy. What about the rest of us?asked the little pony. I shant becomfortable until that bear is chainedup; and who is to chain him? I 11 go in myself, replied thebear. But it s very hard to giveup frightening the pony, for it s theonly fun I have. With a last growl, 350 AFTER YOU WERE ASLEEP. [Feb. that almost made the ponys glass eyes pop out side of the room. As the little pony rolled in, of his head, he stalked back to his corner. the bear started to growl, but on second thought Now let us straighten out these books, mumbled to himself instead. The two Japa- directed the rubber doll. Who is there here nese babies sat with their arms clasped so tightly that has ever learned to read? that they never could be parted. Now are. I can say mama and papa, cameshyly from a pretty little doll in a pink bonnet. Then you are the one, answered therubber doll. I myself never had any edu-cation, he added, sighing. Soon all the books could tell their storiesstraight, and were piled neatly on the ninepins marched in good order on one you all fixed? asked the rubber doll. All Iwant is to be put on my feet and out of the wayof the tin fire-engine. That fireman would runover every toy in the play-house if he saw aburnt match on the carpet! He climbed on the shelf above, the toyssettled comfortably down in their places, andthe state of mind in the play-house was better. JAPANESE ATHLETICS FOR AMERICAN BOYS. By H. Irving Hancock. Part II. It is to be hoped that the young reader whostudied the first of these articles has sufficientlymastered not only the tricks that are defensivebut also those that conduce to strength. Whenthe Japanese are taught jiu-jitsu, they are re-quired to devote much
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