The book of joyous children . r shote-pig he says, says he :When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree There s enough for you and enough for me. —Its a long, sweet way across the orchard. For just two truant lads like we,When Autumn shakes the rambo-treeThere s enough for you and enough for me-lt s a long, sweet way across the orchard. When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree— Its a long, sweet way across the orchard !—The mole digs out to peep and see— Its a long, sweet way across the orchard !—The dusk sags down, and the moon swings free,There s a far, lorn call, Vig-gee! Vig-gee!And two boys—glad enough fo
The book of joyous children . r shote-pig he says, says he :When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree There s enough for you and enough for me. —Its a long, sweet way across the orchard. For just two truant lads like we,When Autumn shakes the rambo-treeThere s enough for you and enough for me-lt s a long, sweet way across the orchard. When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree— Its a long, sweet way across the orchard !—The mole digs out to peep and see— Its a long, sweet way across the orchard !—The dusk sags down, and the moon swings free,There s a far, lorn call, Vig-gee! Vig-gee!And two boys—glad enough for three.—It ^s a long, sweet way across the orchard.[ 27 J THE RAMBO-TREE For just two truant lads like we,When Autumn shaJces the rambo-treeThere s enough for you and enough for me-lt s a long, sweet way across the orchard. [28] km^^m ^ ..A^v-W ^*fep^ ACROSS THE ORCHARD. FIND THE FAVORITE Our three cats is Maltese cats,An they s two thats white,— An bofe of em s deef—sm^ thatsCause their eyes aint right.—. 4irrj:>. Uncle say that Huxley say Eyes of white Maltese—When they dont match thataway- They re deef as you please ![31] FIND THE FAVORITE Girls, they like our white cats best,Cause they re white as snow, Yes, an look the stylishest—But they re deef, you know ! They dont know their names, an dontHear us when we callCome in, Mck an Finn !—they wontCome fer us at all! But our other cat, he knows Mister Nick an Finn,—Mowg s his name,—an when he goes Fer em, they come in ! Mowgli s all his name—the same Me an Muwer tookLike the Wolf-Childs other name. In The Jungul Book. I bet Mowg s the smartest cat In the world l—IIe s notWhite, but mousy-plush, with that Smoky gloss he s got! Alls got little bells to ring,Eound their neck -, but none[32] Fi:t^D THE FAYOEITE Only Mowg h^iows anytMng—•He s the only one ! I ist spect sometimes he hateWhite cats stupid ways :— He wont hardly sociateWith em, lots o days! Mowg wants in where loe air, —we
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