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XVII. THE THREE PUPPIES AND THE FROG.

Once there were three puppies that lived in a kennel on a farm. They were fat and playful. One was white, one was black, and one was spotted. They would bark and run after the old cat when she came near.

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One day the puppies were sitting in the sun, when one of them said, "See! Here comes a queer puppy.'

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It was a frog. It came up from the stream that ran near by to find some food.

The puppies ran to it and looked at it a long

time. The poor little frog did not know what to do, so it sat still and listened.

The white puppy said, "Well, well! you are a queer puppy. I never saw a puppy walk as you do."

Then the black puppy said, "You have no hair. I never saw such a puppy in all my life."

"And where is your tail?" cried the spotted puppy. “I never saw a puppy without a tail.”

The poor frog did not know how to answer them. Just then the old mother dog came running up to see what was going on. She listened to the puppies and then said, "You are all wrong. This is not a puppy. This is a frog. You will never see a frog with a tail, I am sure."

Then the puppies slunk away and hid. They were ashamed of their words, and they thought they saw a merry twinkle in the frog's eye.

If the frog had thought of it soon enough it might have called out, " Oh, you puppies forget that the world is not made up entirely of dogs."

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XVIII.-FOREIGN LANDS.

Up into the cherry tree

Who should climb but little me?
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad on foreign lands.

I saw the next door garden lie
Adorned with flowers before my eye,
And many pleasant places more
That I had never seen before.

I saw the dimpling river pass
And be the sky's blue looking-glass;
The dusty roads go up and down
With people tramping in to town.

If I could find a higher tree
Farther and farther I should see
To where the grown-up river slips
Into the sea among the ships,

To where the roads on either hand
Lead onward into fairy land,

Where all the children dine at five,
And all the playthings come alive.

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There was once a little boy named Cedric. He lived in a stone hut at the foot of a huge hill. On the top of this hill stood an old castle. It was the home of a brave, good knight whose name was Sir Rollin.

Cedric loved to watch Sir Rollin and his noble men ride out of the castle, sweep down the hill, and gallop away over the plain.

One day little Cedric was playing with his

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