"Then jump, and we'll go up the stairs, up the stairs, up the stairs; Then jump, and we'll go up the stairs So early in the evening. Now here she is! My pig is safe, pig is safe, pig is safe, Now here she is! My pig is safe: It must not squeal, or kick, or chafe So early in the evening." DAUGHTER. "So up we go! Good-by, mamma, by, mamma, by, mamma; So up we go! Good-by, mamma, So early in the evening! I'm going off to sleepy-land, sleepy-land, sleepy-land, I'm going off to sleepy-land: To all good folks I kiss my hand, So early in the evening!" EMILY CARTER. WHAT BRAVO TOLD RORY. "TELL us a story, Kate," said Emma. "Yes, _do_," chimed in Bertha. "_Will_ you tell us a story?" said Herbert. Thus entreated by these dear, good children, I could not refuse. So while their three heads, close together, with their bright faces beaming upon me and upon each other, formed a pretty picture, I told them this story about two shepherd-dogs, Bravo and Rory:-- "When farmer John and his bride moved into their little white house, a mile from the old homestead, they took with them the young dog, Bravo, and left Rory to guard the old house. Bravo was large and wide awake, but only five months old. He seemed very happy in his new home. His master taught him many curious things; and for a week or more he showed no signs of home-sickness. "But when old Toss, from the tannery near by, made an attack upon him, although Bravo's fleetness saved him from harm, he began to wish he had never left his puppy-hood's home to live with farmer John. Down he sat at the door of his kennel, with a lonely and forsaken look, trying to smooth down the hair of his sleek coat that old Toss had ruffled. "The tanner's dog repeated his attack for two or three days, and, more than that, drove poor Bravo from his nice warm quarters at night, compelling him to lie out in the cold. Then Bravo said to himself, 'Something must be done. I dare not fight Toss; for he has long teeth, and is a savage dog,--more than a match for me. I think my best plan is to go and tell Rory.' And away he sped, just at sunrise, and came back in time for breakfast, with a cheerful look in his face. [Illustration]