[Illustration: D--DENIS PLEURE PARCEQU'IL A MAL AUX DENTS.] [Illustration: E--EDOUARD VA GAIEMENT A L'ECOLE, AVEC SES LIVRES.] [Illustration: F--FANCHON FAIT UNE CRAVATE POUR SON FRERE.] [Illustration: G--GABRIELLE A ETE GRONDEE PAR SON GRAND-PERE.] [Illustration: H--HENRI VA PATINER SUR LA GLACE PENDANT L'HIVER.] [Illustration: I--ISABELLE EST UNE PAUVRE PETITE INVALIDE.] [Illustration: J--JACQUES S'AMUSE TOUTE LA JOURNEE AVEC SES JOUJOUX.] [Illustration: K--K EST LA LETTRE QUE JEAN TIENT SOUS LA MAIN.] [Illustration: L--LOUISE DONNE DES LEGUMES A SES PETITS LAPINS.] [Illustration: M--MARIE A DES MARGUERITES POUR SA CHERE MAMAN.] [Illustration: N--NARCISSE A TROUVE DES OISEAUX DANS UN NID.] [Illustration: O--OLIVIER, AVEC SON PARAPLUIE, N'A PAS PEUR DE L'ORAGE.] [Illustration: P--PAULINE A BEAUCOUP DE PLAISIR AVEC SA PETITE POUPEE.] [Illustration: Q--QUENTIN AIME A JOUER AUX QUILLES DE BOIS.] [Illustration: R--ROLAND REMPLIT UN POT POUR Y PLANTER SON ROSIER.] [Illustration: S--SUSETTE A UN MORCEAU DE SUCRE POUR SON SERIN.] [Illustration: T--THERESE EST TRISTE PARCEQUE SON TABLIER EST SALE.] [Illustration: U--URBAIN A LE DRAPEAU DES ETATS-UNIS.] [Illustration: V--VIRGINIE ARROSE SES VIOLETTES CHAQUE MATIN ET CHAQUE SOIR.] [Illustration: W--WINIFRED EST AMERICAINE, ELLE N'EST PAS UNE PETITE FRANCAISE.] [Illustration: X--XENOPHON EST LE GENERAL RENOMME A QUI PAUL CROIT RESSEMBLER.] [Illustration: Y--Y A-T-IL UNE AUTRE PETITE FILLE DE SI JOLIS YEUX?] [Illustration: Z--ZENOBIE SAIT COMPTER D'UN JUSQU'A ZERO.] A FAIR EXCHANGE. BY MRS. M. F. BUTTS. "Oh, Willow, where did you get your fringe, In New York or in Paris? Tell me, and I will get some too, Because I am an heiress; And I buy me everything I want; I have a ring and a feather; I promenade in my white kid boots Each day in pleasant weather." "Oh, little one, where did you get the pink, In your pretty, round cheek glowing? And where did you get the yellow curls, Over your shoulders flowing? Perhaps you can tell me how they are made; If you think so, darling, try it; And when you succeed, I'll tell you about My fringe, and where to buy it." HOW TEDDY CUT THE PIE. (_A Geometrical Jingle._) BY ROSSITER JOHNSON. Teddy, Jimmy, Frank, and I Fished all day for smallest fry, And as evening shades drew nigh, Stopped to see if we could buy, At a road-side groce-ry, Anything they called a pie. There was one, and only one, Deeply filled and brownly done, Warm from standing in the sun, Flanked on each side by a bun, Since that summer day begun. From the window it was brought, With our pennies it was bought; Then a knife was quickly sought-- Who would cut it as he ought? "Leave it all," says Ted, "to me," As the knife he flourished free; "I have cut a great ma-ny."