So on they went through the
short wet erass,
till a sud-den cry
from Jack made
Jill turn quick-ly
round. |

“Qh-oh-on! do
help me up!” he
cried. |

Poor Jack! he
had fall-en his
full length in a
pool of mud and melt-ing ice.

Jill took his hand and tried to
help him up, but a-las! he had
sprained his an-kle, and could not
walk, or even stand.

He was ver-y brave a-bout it,
and told Jill not to mind; but