"Never fear," replied Puss, stoutly. "I have a good pair of legs." And, jumping on his bicycle, he went up the hill at a great rate. On reaching the top he was delighted to see his Good Gray Horse going down the road to the valley. "Here's where I overtake them," cried Puss, placing his feet on the coasters. "My bicycle can go downhill faster than a horse. In a few moments I'll again be astride my faithful steed." The dust flew out in a cloud behind him as he swiftly coasted down the steep road. Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling! went his bell as he came nearer and nearer. "Gid-ap!" cried the fairies, but the Good Gray Horse was tired. He had gone many miles at a gallop. "Whoa!" cried Puss. "Gid-ap!" cried the fairies. But Puss was now close to them. Standing up on the bicycle seat, he made a wonderful jump and landed squarely on the saddle of his Good Gray Horse. And then, with a scream of dismay, the fairies flew away. GEORGY PORGY NOW let me see. In the last story Puss had taken his Good Gray Horse away from the fairies, but didn't know what to do with the bicycle which he had borrowed from the owner of the Willow Tree Inn! "I can't very well ride it and lead my horse," said Puss to himself, "nor can I very well ride my horse and lead the bicycle. What shall I do?" A short distance off stood a small red schoolhouse and just then through the open door came a merry crowd of children. All of a sudden a little boy with a piece of plum pudding in one hand and a piece of pie in the other ran swiftly toward Puss. Georgy Porgy, pudding and pie, Kissed the girls and made them cry. When the boys came out to play Georgy Porgy ran away And after him came a number of boys in hot pursuit. "Please help me get away from these boys!" cried Georgy Porgy. "What have you done?" asked Puss. "Oh, I kissed the girls and made them cry," answered Georgy Porgy, "but it didn't hurt them." "How do you know?" asked Puss. "Kisses don't hurt," replied Georgy Porgy. "But if these boys ever catch me"--looking fearfully over his shoulder--"they'll give me an awful beating and take away my pie." "Do you know where the Willow Tree Inn is?" asked Puss, all of a sudden. "Yes, siree--," answered Georgy. "Quick!" cried Puss. "Get on this bicycle and take it to the innkeeper. He lent it to me." But, oh, dear me! the boys were now close at hand and Georgy Porgy had only time enough to give Puss the pie and pudding. "Take 'em," he said, "I sha'n't have time to eat 'em. I can't eat and ride at the same time!" "Go it!" shouted Puss, and, goodness me! how that bicycle did go! "Stop! Stop!" yelled the boys. "Go it!" screamed Puss. "Don't let them catch you!" And Georgy Porgy didn't! No, siree! Then all of a sudden the recess bell rang, and of course the boys had to turn back.