. Shaggycoat; the biography of a beaver . he sobbed out: Id love my little boy better than twentyglasses of beer or whisky if I were a big papalike you, and Id save dollar bills and buyhim a Rover-sled, and I wouldnt forget itwhen my little boy wanted it, oh, so much!Shall you always like whisky and beer betterthan you do your little Dick, and wont yonever put some more money in the bank thatmother says you used to have? For a moment Mr. Sparrow looked at hiswife as if he would like to say, You mustcome and help me, mother. There was a strug-gle in his soul, but. the victory came as hechased a
. Shaggycoat; the biography of a beaver . he sobbed out: Id love my little boy better than twentyglasses of beer or whisky if I were a big papalike you, and Id save dollar bills and buyhim a Rover-sled, and I wouldnt forget itwhen my little boy wanted it, oh, so much!Shall you always like whisky and beer betterthan you do your little Dick, and wont yonever put some more money in the bank thatmother says you used to have? For a moment Mr. Sparrow looked at hiswife as if he would like to say, You mustcome and help me, mother. There was a strug-gle in his soul, but. the victory came as hechased away the childs tears by saying: Little Dick, I am glad you have learned tocount. You and I will start a bank love you better than anything in all this bigworld. I will save my dollars and every timeyou can count twenty, we will put them intothe bank for mother and my , wheres that pledge you were talkingabout the other night; and tell me, mother,when did our little boy learn to count ? WHAT THE OLD CLOCK SAID. THE OLD WILLARD CLOCK ••• WHAT THE OLD CLOCK SAID Tick-took, tick-tock,Yes, my child, Im a very old clock;Funny enough, I never was small,But always big, and straight, and Tick-tock, tick-tock, Yes, my child, Im a handsome old clock,Made in Boston, long, long ago—Boston, Massachusetts, you Tick-tock, tick-tock, Yes, my child, Im an old Willard Willard set me in place,Fastened my hands before my Tick-tock, tick-tock, Yes, my child, Im a steady old clock. 189 190 WHAT THE OLD CLOCK SAID Back and forth my pendulum swings,Clear and true my hour-bell Tick-tock, tick-took,Yes, my child, Im a busy old never sleep, and I never play,But keep my hands going, night and Tick-tock, tick-tock,Yes, my child, Im a happy old Frances Willards study I stand—A woman loved in every Tick-tock, tick-tock,Listen, my child, to a wise o
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