"Swan," exclaimed the latter, halting,
"I can scarcely comprehend
Why I never hear you talking:
Are you really dumb, my friend?"
Said the Swan, by way of answer:
"I have wondered, when you make
Such a shocking, senseless clatter,
Whether you are deaf, Sir Drake!"
Better, like the Swan, remain in
Silence grave and dignified,
Than keep, drake-like, ever prating,
While your listeners deride.
W.R.E.
[Illustration]
UPSETTING BABY'S MILK.
"Ponto," the dog, who was longing for a
run with nurse and baby, came up into
the nursery to see if they were nearly ready
for their walk. Nurse had gone out of the
room, leaving baby fastened into her chair
with a saucer of milk on the ledge in front of
her. Ponto would not have taken the milk
without leave--he knew better how to behave
than that; but he wanted baby to give
him some, and did not know how easily the
saucer would be upset: one great paw put
on the little shelf sent it over, broke it, and
spilt the milk. You see the baby is not at
all afraid of the dog, and she is too good-tempered
to cry about the milk being spilt; but
she holds her spoon out of Ponto's way and
says, "Naughty, naughty!"
[Illustration]
CLEVER TRAY.
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