Our dog Dash Et the hash. [Illustration] Our dog Pete Et the meat. [Illustration] Our dog Davy Et the gravy. [Illustration] Our dog Toffy Et the coffee. [Illustration] Our dog Jake Et the cake. [Illustration] Our dog Trip Et the dip. And--the worst, From the first,-- [Illustration] Our dog Fido Et the pie-dough. * * * * * 2 THE IMPERIOUS ANGLER Miss Medairy Dory-Ann Cast her line and caught a man, [Illustration] But when he looked so pleased, alack! She unhooked and plunked him back.-- "I never like to catch what I can," Said Miss Medairy Dory-Ann. * * * * * 3 THE GATHERING OF THE CLANS [_Voice from behind high board-fence_.] [Illustration] "Where's the crowd that dares to go Where I dare to lead?--you know!" [Illustration] "Well, here's _one_!" Shouts Ezry Dunn. [Illustration] "Count me _two_!" Yells Cootsy Drew. [Illustration] "Here's yer _three_!" Sings Babe Magee. [Illustration] "Score me _four_!" Roars Leech-hole Moore. [Illustration] "Tally--_five_!" Howls Jamesy Clive. [Illustration] "I make _six_!" Chirps Herbert Dix. [Illustration] "Punctchul!--_seven_!" Pipes Runt Replevin. [Illustration] "Mark me _eight_!" Grunts Mealbag Nate. [Illustration] "I'm yet _nine_!" Growls "Lud'rick" Stein. [Illustration] "Hi! here's _ten_!" Whoops Catfish Ben. [Illustration] "And now we march, in daring line, For the banks of Brandywine!" * * * * * 4 "IT" A wee little worm in a hickory-nut Sang, happy as he could be,-- [Illustration] "O I live in the heart of the whole round world, And it all belongs to me!" * * * * * 5 THE DARING PRINCE A daring prince, of the realm Rangg Dhune, Once went up in a big balloon [Illustration] That caught and stuck on the horns of the moon, And he hung up there till next day noon-- When all at once he exclaimed, "Hoot-toot!" And then came down in his parachute. [Illustration] * * * * * A DUBIOUS "OLD KRISS" [Illustration] Us-folks is purty _pore_--but Ma She's waitin'--two years more--tel Pa He serve his term out. Our Pa he-- _He's in the Penitenchurrie_! Now don't you never _tell_!--'cause _Sis_, The _baby_, _she_ don't know he is.-- 'Cause she wuz only four, you know, He kissed her last an' hat to go! Pa alluz liked Sis best of all Us childern.--'Spect it's 'cause she fall "When she'uz ist a _child_, one day-- An' make her back look thataway. Pa--'fore he be a burglar--he's A locksmiff, an' maked locks, an' keys, An' knobs you pull fer bells to ring, An' he could ist make _anything_!-- [Illustration]