Baby Jane and the Piccaninny 25 She had anchored the end of her tail to a stout young palm tree 27 They came flying in pursuit 30 Up she went in hot pursuit of Baby Jane 40 The Rabbit racing behind, holding it by a string 44 Miss Crocodile's slender and flexible figure was shown to great advantage 45 Puffed out his cheeks 49 Whistling 'Lochaber No More' 64 She had to slap them herself 68 Sammy chucked it under the chin, as it were 69 Three draggled little creatures crawled out 72 It was a picturesque sight 74 Still the eagle rose 77 A string of 'sandwich-men' 79 Mary Carmichael had stopped short under the hoop 84 Mary descended in the lap of a cross old spinster bear 89 A little mocking measure 102 He fluttered a yard in the air 104 The Lion came thundering down the line 106 Two little smiling faces were regarding him 107 Straight for the enemy's country 110 Baby Jane danced round him with delight 112 She was almost too excited to stand still 113 Baby Jane slaps him cruelly at times 119 Kicked savagely at all who tried to seize her 122 She was hurried after the others 123 Patsey's artillery ... 131 ... had come into action 132 They struck the Black Mountain army from behind 134 They met a baby leopard in their course 135 Mary and the stork 136 'May--I--have--the--pleasure?' 141 She tripped on to her chin 144 'Why, it's Markham!' 146 INTRODUCTION ADDRESSED SOLELY TO GROWN-UPS Baby Jane is eight years old. She has grave grey eyes and straight, heavy, dull gold hair. She is very reserved, but those who have the honour of her friendship know her for a very fine lady with a tender heart and a loyal conscience. Because her conscience is sometimes obvious, and because she looks at you as if she were thinking of you rather gravely, some mean grown-up has said she was a prig. Perhaps she is--I have always honoured a prig. She cannot see clever jokes--mine for instance--but laughs beautifully, so that all who hear laugh too, when perhaps Pat, the puppy, pretends to eat his big chum, Radical, the cat.