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Updated: June 15, 2025
"Is it possible that there is anywhere a person who does not recognize Little Bo-Peep?" he asked. "So it is!" exclaimed Cinderella. And bending tenderly above the form of Little Bo-Peep she asked, "And why do you weep so bitterly, Little Bo-Peep?" The child could scarcely speak, so spent was she with weeping; but little by little Cinderella drew from her the truth.
The captain, with steadily rising anger, endured this game of one-eyed bo-peep for five minutes; then he rose and, muttering strange things in his beard, stalked upstairs to his room. Mrs. Kingdom, thus forsaken, dried her eyes and resumed her work.
But soon the sun began to sink over the hill-tops, and she knew she must take her sheep home before night overtook them. She did not tell her mother of her misfortune, for she feared the old shepherdess would scold her, and Bo-Peep had fully decided to seek for the tails and find them before she related the story of their loss to anyone.
"Nice little flock of sheep," he purred. "Little Bo-Peep will miss you pretty soon and come down here looking for you." "There was a time," he flashed, "when a Blue football team was a pack of wolves. But you're just sheep and the 'Greys' and 'Maroons' will make mutton of you, all right." "A football team!" he went on scornfully. "Why, you don't know the rudiments of the game.
"But why no tails?" asked Waldo, whose teeth were chattering with fear and rage and lowered temperature. "My dear boy, have you never heard the ballad of Little Bo-Peep?" said Bertie with a chuckle. "It's my character in the Game, you know.
In one corner stood a high, old-fashioned chest of drawers, covered with a white cloth worked in red to match the "Sweet Dreams" on the pillows. It held a small looking-glass flanked by a couple of china figures; a gay Red Riding-Hood, with a pink wolf, set primly opposite a striped Bo-peep and a sky-blue lamb.
"What an awful and ridiculous position I have put myself in!" she thought. "The Martyns of The Meadows and Bo-peep of Laburnum Villa to be connected! I could almost scream with laughter if I were not also inclined to scream with terror. What an awful idea to get into people's heads, and now I have, confirmed it! Of course I shall be found out, and things will be worse than ever."
Ross watched for that delightful scene when he was "Bo-peep" to "Little-sing," Martin entered the drawing-room without making any exhibition of himself. The room looked quite clean and inviting, for Maggie had dusted it with her own hands, and there was a very nice tea on the board, and Mrs. Howland was dressed very prettily indeed. Martin gave a long whistle.
Miss Macgregor is a lecturer on art in the Victoria University Extension Lecture Scheme, and has lectured on Italian painting and on the National Gallery in many places. At the London Academy in 1903 she exhibited "The Nun," "If a Woman Has Long Hair, it is a Glory to Her," I Cor. xi. 15; "Behind the Curtain," "Christmas in a Children's Hospital," and "Little Bo-peep."
"They must have strayed over the top of the hill," she said, "and I will go and seek them." "Do not be in a hurry," croaked the old woman; "they will return presently without your troubling to find them." "Do you think so?" asked Bo-Peep. "Of course; do not the sheep know you?" "Oh, yes; they know me every one." "And do not you know the sheep?"
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