One morning she noticed two little pigs running Along by the house; they were pretty and cunning, And it made little kitty Feel bad--what a pity!-- A very great pity indeed. She made their acquaintance, and then in clear weather The three funny playmates would frolic together, And kitty was happy, No doubt she was happy; Oh, yes! very happy indeed. The piggies would drink up the milk that was given To kitty, who oft from the basin was driven; For they were quite greedy, Yes, rather too greedy; Oh, yes! very greedy indeed. [Illustration] And, when they had corn, how the piggies would chew it! While kitty looked on, wondering how they could do it: 'Twas queer that she couldn't, Quite strange that she couldn't; She'd tried--but she couldn't indeed! At night, when the piggies in slumber were dozing, Miss Kitty curled up on their backs was reposing, And all were quite happy, Remarkably happy; Oh, yes! very happy indeed. JOSEPHINE POLLARD. HARRY AND JOHN. [Illustration] HARRY waves his flag to stop a train of cars. He has seen a man do it at the railroad station. But the train rushes by, and does not mind him in the least. This makes him look sad. [Illustration] John stands and looks on. He is dressed in a new sailor-suit. He feels so grand that he does not care whether the train stops or not. There is a very broad grin on his face. We should see it if we could make him turn round and look at us. J. K. L. "INCHES." HIS real name was Miles; but one of his papa's friends said that such a little chap was too small to be called Miles, and it would be better to begin with "Inches" and go up gradually: so we nicknamed him "Inches." His papa and mamma were Americans; but their little boy was born in Assam, and until he was four years old he had never seen any other country. Now, you will want to know where Assam is. I will tell you. It is a kingdom in India, lying west of China, and south of the great Himalaya Mountains. Some peaks of these mountains can be seen on a clear day from the house where Inches lived. One morning early, our little friend woke, and called out in the Assamese language (for he could not speak English), "Tezzan, take me." Tezzan his "bearer"--so a man-nurse is called in Assam--came quickly, and dressed his little charge. Then, after giving him a slice of dry toast and a nice plantain for his breakfast, he took the little boy by the hand, and started out with him for their regular morning-walk.