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“THE TWO FUNNY LITTLE TROTS.” 2II

When the weather grew colder, the trots came
out in a new costume, — sealskin coats, sealskin
caps, and sealskin gloves ; they were just little
balls of sealskin, and looked “trottier” than
ever. About this time they left off carrying
their woolly lambs. I suspect the reason was
that their extreme affection for the lambs had
resulted in these favored animals growing more
black than white, and that Bessie judged them
unfit for appearing in public; but if this was
the case, evidently Bessie had been obliged to
resort to artifice to obtain their owners’ con-
sent to the lambs being left at home. For
when I asked the trots where the precious
creatures were, they looked melancholy and
distressed, and shook their heads.

“Too told!” said Doll; and Dot repeated,
like mournful echo, “Too told!”

“Of course,” said I; “how stupid of me
not to think of it! Of course it’s far too cold

    
 

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for such very little lambs to be out.”
Bessie looked gratefully at me. “We're
going to buy some cakes for tea,’ she said