What do ye think o' me ?' "'Sure, I like ye,' says I.
"'Lucky man!' says he.

'Everybody must learn to like me an' play with me as the children do.

I can get along with the little folks, but it's hard to teach men how to play with me--God pity them! They forget how to believe.

I am the guide to paradise and unless ye become as a little child I can not lead ye.' "He ran to the edge o' the tree roof and took hold o' the end of a long spider's rope hangin' down in the air.

In a jiffy he swung clear o' the tree and climbed, hand over hand, until he had gone awa-a-a-a-y out o' sight in the sky." * * * * * "Couldn't anybody do that ?" said little John.
"I didn't say they could--did I?
ye unbeliever!" said the schoolmaster as he rose and led us in to the supper table.