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The awful fact that her mother was going to marry such a being as Mr. Martin overpowered her with such a sense of horror that for the time she felt quite dumb and stupid. Mr. Martin, however, was in a radiant humor. "Now then, Little-sing," he said, addressing Mrs. Howland, "where's the tea! Poor Bo-peep wants his tea. He's hungry and he's thirsty, is Bo-peep.

"I don't want to; she never suited me a bit," said the mother, "and I am very happy with Bo-peep." "Well, at least you may feel," said Aneta, "that I am going to be Maggie's special friend." Mrs. Martin stood silent while Lady Lysle and her niece walked down the little path and got into the carriage. When the carriage rolled away she burst into a flood of tears.

Once again the feeling that she must go, that she could not face confession and the scorn of the school, and the awful words of Bo-peep, and her poor mother as Bo-peep's wife, overpowered her. "You are very kind," she said in a broken voice; "and the cocoa was good; and, if you don't mind I will go to bed now, and perhaps sleep a little."

One of those that this day kept not coming and going, but coming and coming, just as Grannie said his foolish rime haunted the old captain, was that which two days before came into his head when first he caught sight of the moon playing bo-peep with him betwixt the cows legs: Whan the coo loups ower the mune, The reid gowd rains intil men's shune.

When the "tail" is caught, the "catcher" becomes "head," and the "tail" is then "catcher," the last child in the line being "tail," and the game goes on as before. Dress the little girl in whose honor the party is given as little Bo-peep, with a little crook. Hide small toy sheep all over the room in every nook and corner.

Then Little Bo-Peep appeared fast asleep, lying on some fresh hay from the Brownlie barn. And what a charming picture Dorothy did make! She wore a light-blue skirt, with a dark bodice, and a big, soft straw hat, tossed back on her head, did not hide the beauty of her abundant locks. Her crook had fallen from her hand, and rested at the bottom of the little mound of hay.

The pun, the wonderful bo-peep of double meanings darting out to surprise and smack one another from behind words of the same sound, sometimes the same spelling, overwhelmed the provincial mind with awe of London's occult and prolific genius.

And that porch what a cosy corner it was, with seats on either side, inviting weary feet to rest! the sunbeams were always playing bo-peep through the leaves which hung clustering around; the Honeysuckles and Clematis decking it, too, with their blossoms, scattering their delicious perfume the while.

I began to think any fate was better than playing bo-peep in the caverns, and so I said, "We will take our chance on the rock, for we have many things ready by the waterfall which were meant for the ship, and we need but snatch up a bundle a-piece." Schillie. "When up there, too, we can look down upon our enemies, and take good aim. I shall not fire at random, but pick out my man." Mother.

I wish I had red ears, as well as red eyes." "Oh, I am not crying for that," said the little boy, wiping away his tears on a big green leaf, "but you see I am like Bo-peep, only I have lost my cows, instead of my sheep, and I don't know where to find them." "Oh, I'll help you look," said Uncle Wiggily. "I am pretty good at finding lost cows. Come, we'll hunt farther."