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All of a sudden Uncle Wiggily fell asleep because he was reading a bed-time story in the paper, and while he slept he heard a noise at the front door, which sounded like: "Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!" "My goodness!" suddenly exclaimed Uncle Wiggily, awakening out of his sleep. "That sounds like the forest woodpecker bird making holes in a tree." "No, it isn't that," spoke Nurse Jane.

Yes jedge jes's soon as I Dat's it, mistis I'll take dat shawl No, sah, Marse Richard ain't begun yit. Dis way, ladies," and so it had gone on since the opening rat-a-tat-tat on the old brass knocker had announced the arrival of the first guest. Nor was there any question that everybody who could by any possibility have availed themselves of Richard's invitation had put in an appearance.

Seas, even when calmest, were to become terrible, and men's heart-beats, a bit sluggish with the fatty degeneration of a sluggard peace, to quicken and then to throb with the rat-a-tat-tat, the rat-a-tat-tat of the most peremptory, the most reverberating call to arms in the history of the world. In June, 1917, Leon Kantor, answering that rat-a-tat-tat, enlisted.

And then there were speeches by the Presidentboardeducation and the Trustees, who seemed to appreciate the privilege more than most of the pupils, Jehosophat thought, for they never stopped when they had the chance. He looked out of the window. Over by the orchard, he could hear a flicker go "Rat-a-tat-tat," boring away at the old apple tree.

"Oh, never mind, admiral, we are ready to pay him now," Tom replied. The other Indians laughed as the admiral closed the window and turned away. Very quietly the Mohawks separated. Abraham went to his own house, Roger went with Tom. They were soon in their chamber washing the garget stains and charcoal from their faces and hands. "Rat-a-tat-tat!" went the knocker on the door.

The drummer boy began, "rat-a-tat-tat," and the whole victorious army marched down the street and right into Taro's garden! As he passed his Father and Mother and Grannie and Bot'Chan, Taro saluted. His Father saluted Taro, and every one of the family Grannie and all cried "Banzai! Banzai!" That means the same as hurrah!

And as he flew, he said to himself: "Johnny Chuck can't fool me; he does know Peter Rabbit's secret." Over in the Green Forest he found Drummer the Woodpecker making a great racket on the hollow limb of an old chestnut. Sammy sat down near by and listened. "My, that's fine! I wish I could do that. You must be practising," said Sammy at the end of a long rat-a-tat-tat.

He stood there for some fifteen minutes, I should think, making it making the whole world rat-a-tat-tat to his music, to Tommy's own music, as if it were the music of the spheres. Mr. Mann's gospel of hope for mankind seemed to be to have all the workers of the world all at once refuse to work.

That left but two of them against so many and on came the Tall Enemy with the feather in his cap, still beating his drum. Rat-a-tat-tat. Rat-a-tat-tat. Rat-a-tat-tat. The little soldiers must fight bravely now. Fast flew the snowballs. He was very near. Then Marmaduke picked up the last snowball. He took good aim for it was the last of their ammunition. Then he let it fly.

Jack hopped about as nimbly as possible, dodging all he could. Yet one part of his body after another was hit. Rat-a-tat-tat! Jack hardly comprehended what this new noise meant when it grew in volume. Then a horseman rode into the yard at a charge. "One down!" yelled the rider, with savage glee, as he drove his mount squarely against one of the wretches, bowling him over and underfoot.