“CARROTS.”

so tired when you are at lessons all the morn-
ing and I have zucken to do. Can’t you think
of a plan for me to have something to do?”
Carrots’s head was running on “plans.”

Floss considered.

«Would you like to tidy my drawer for
me?” she said. “This isn’t the regular day
for tidying it; but it is in a mess, because I
turned all the things upside down when I was
looking for our race-horses’ reins yesterday.

Will you put it gate tidy, Carrots?”

« Oh, yes; guite, dear Floss,” said Carrots.

«T’ll put all the dolls neat, and all the pieces,
and all the sewing things. O dear Floss, what
nice plans you make!”

- So when Floss had gone to her lessons, and
nurse was busy with her morning duties, in and
out of the room, so as not to lose sight of Car-
rots, but still too busy to amuse him, he, with
great delight, set to work at the drawer. It cer-

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tainly was much in need of “ tidying ;”’ and after
trying several ways, Carrots found that the best

plan was to take everything out, and then put