144 Good-bye to Beecham.

 

man; he didn’t like him at all!”
But nobody seemed to mind this,
indeed they all looked pleased;
and Mr. Owen turned round, and
asked me if he should take me
back to Beecham too?

Ah, by this time, I was quite
sure, and didn’t hesitate at all when
I said, “ No, thank you, I’d rather
stay at home.”

And now, little readers, I meant
to have tumbled you off my knee,
and sent you up to bed, for I fancy
my story has not kept you from
getting sleepy. But there is nursie
making signs to me, as much as to