Ss

fas

VY

@

we

po

Cs
“7 Nee,

ESE Ls

0
(rex

 

“<S

o

 

o

“THE TWO FUNNY LITTLE TROTS.” 199

CHAPTER XII.

“THE TWO FUNNY LITTLE TROTS.”

Like to a double cherry.

A MipsuMMER-NIGHT’s DREAM.

“O mamma!” cried I, from the window by
which I was standing, to my mother who was
working by the fire, “ do come here and look at
these two funny little trots.”

[Auntie had only read this first sentence of
her story when Sybil interrupted her.

“Mother dear,’ she said in her prim little
way, “before you begin, do tell us one thing:
Does the story end sadly?”

Auntie smiled. “You should have asked me
before I ad begun, Sybil,” she said. “But
never mind now. I don’t really think I can
tell you if it ends sadly or not. It would be
like telling you the end at the beginning, and

PS

NY

a

Re