THE QUEEN OF TOLOO,

Windy could stand no more of it. He took Jim’s
hand witha cheery laugh. ‘“‘ Git well in half an hour,”
said he, “ now that you've out with the truth.”

And so he did. By the time his father came home
he was sitting up; and he ate breakfast the next
morning as if nothing had happened. But he never
tried to smoke any more as long ashe lived. And he
never lied, and he never swore any more.

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Oh, no! this Jim that I have been telling you of is
_ “Moral Jim,” of the Sierras. The mine? Oh! I

almost forgot. Well, that blue dirt was the old bed of
the stream, and it was ten times richer than where the
miners were all at work below. Struck it! I should
say so! Ask any of the old Sierras miners about
“The Children’s Claim,” if you want to hear just how

_Tich they struck it.

 

 

THE QUEEN OF TOLOO.

By Ciara J. DENTON,

THE Queen of Toloo
Made a frightful ado ;
They ran to see what was the matter:
Her cup was upset,
No milk could she get,
And that was the cause of the clatter.

There were looks of dismay,
But her maiden so gay
Flew down to the kitchen instanter,

And brought up some more,
Which she quickly did pour
From the mouth of the silver decanter.

But the Queen of Toloo
Cried, “ That will not do,
I tell you I want back the other!”
Now what could they do
With this Queen of Toloo?
_ They sent her right in to her mother!