Carry Deacon did not come when the bell was rung, nor Ellen Raby, nor Harry Linn, nor Lily Forester. Mary asked Charles to go and look for them, and he found them in the wash-room. They had taken all the dinner-baskets out of the closet, and they were playing “Go to market and sell apples.” Carry Deacon had a basket on her head, and Ellen Raby had one on her arm, and Harry Linn had tied a string to their large basket, and he and Lily Forester were pulling it along. They pretended the basket was a cart, and that it had apples in it, and that Harry was Sam the driver, and Lily was Sam’s wife, and she was going to market with him to measure out the apples in a half-peck measure. They were all in high glee, and Carry Deacon said, “Isn’t it nice on rainy days?” Charles Linn told them it was school-time. They asked Charles to help them put the baskets away. Charles was a kind little boy, and he helped them, and he untied the string which Harry had put to the large basket, and then they all came into school. When the scholars were in their seats, Mary said, “Which of my little boys and girls have their Definitions ready?” The little ones did not learn definitions, but the larger ones did, and they had been studying their lessons between schools. After Mary had heard the definition-class, she called the little ones, and asked them if they remembered what lesson they said on the second day of the week. Carry Deacon said, “Oh, yes, this is question-afternoon.” Mary said, “That is true, Carry, and I am glad to find you remember it.” These are some of the questions which Mary asked her little scholars. How many hands have you? How many feet have you? How many fingers? How many thumbs? How many toes on each foot? How many on both feet? Which is your right hand? Which is your left hand? How many senses have you? What are your senses called? What do you taste with? What do you smell with? What do you hear with? What do you handle with? What do you see with? Now, my little readers, suppose you try to answer these questions. Your kind mothers, or your older brother or sister, will tell you if you answer them correctly. Mary’s little scholars missed some, but they answered most of them correctly. When they had done answering questions, Mary told them they might go to their seats and write on their slates. Their copies were already set. Instead of having a recess, Mary read to her scholars a pretty story. It was a true story about a good muffin-man. [Illustration: ~Second Day.~ The good muffin-man. p. 49. ] STORY OF THE GOOD MUFFIN-MAN.