18 Uncle Hugh's Story.

 

Uncle Hugh in his funnily grave
way, “poor Jack and I came back
to find our dinner all gone!” But
they got scent of the thief, and they
caught him and shut him up in
their little hut, and locked him in,
and left him with nothing but bread
and water, “For there was no
policeman there, Sissy ; we had to
play policemen ourselves.”

And there they left him all
night. And the poor thief thought
about his little hungry children at
home, till he fell asleep and dreamt
(1 wonder how Uncle Hugh knew
that ?) that he saw the goose all
smoking hot, gravy and all, and a