“Eat all you want to!” said the little dwarfs. “Eat a chair!” shouted the first dwarf. “Eat a table!” shouted the second dwarf. “Oh! oh! oh!” cried Molly and Polly, “we must not eat up your furniture, but it does look good.” “Eat it all! Eat it all! We have plenty more!” roared the dwarfs. Then Molly ate a leg of a table and Polly ate the corner of the bookcase. Just at this time grandpa came in. [Illustration: “_He was leaning on a cane made of candy_”] He was hobbling along leaning on a very pretty cane made of striped candy! He made a funny appearance, indeed. “Supper time,” he called. “Supper time, I say.” Then the two little dwarfs offered grandpa a candy rocking-chair, and they ran and got on the cutest little aprons you ever saw. They went to the kitchen stove and began to fry and bake and stew, and by and by they called, “Supper is ready; soup is served.” They had a nice supper and grandpa was so hungry he ate with a fork and spoon at the same time! Molly and Polly had eaten so much candy they could not eat any supper. Grandpa said, “That is the way our visitors always do.” Then he pulled the clock out of his pocket and said, “Tell the time, please.” Molly and Polly said, “We are sorry but we do not know how to tell the time.” “That is too bad,” said grandpa. “If you want to enjoy life, you must learn to tell the time.” Just then one of the little dwarfs began to pour out a glass of milk from a very strange-looking pitcher. “I wonder if that is the magic pitcher?” whispered Polly. Polly whispered so loud that the little dwarf heard her. He was so surprised that he dropped the pitcher and it broke into one hundred pieces. The room began to melt away and Molly and Polly woke up and rubbed their eyes. The Ink-Bottle Mamma was shaking them. “You poor dears!” she said. “Are you almost frozen? You have been asleep in the snow!” Then she carried Molly and Polly into the house. They rubbed their eyes again and cried, “Where are the little dwarfs? Where is the old grandpa? Where is the magic pitcher?” Then all the Ink-Bottle Babies set up a shout, “You have been asleep! You fell asleep playing in the snow!” Molly and Polly could not believe they had been dreaming. They said, “We went riding in a sleigh!” Then the Ink-Bottle Mamma put dry clothes on them and said, “Sit and toast yourselves by the fire, while I get you some gingersnaps!” When Molly and Polly were warm again, they told their wonderful dream. When they had finished talking the Ink-Bottle Mamma said, “Can’t you really tell the time, my dears?” [Illustration: “_It is nine o’clock_”] The Ink-Bottle Babies all shook their heads. Then the Ink-Bottle Mamma gave them twenty-five little circles of pasteboard, and she gave them some little pieces for hands of each clock. They fastened the hands on the clocks with twenty-five little pins. Now she said, “We will make numbers on the clockface.”