CALLING A BOY IN THE MORNING

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BY J. M. BAILEY

YALLING a boy up in the morning can hardly be classed under the head of pastimes, especially if the boy has taken a great deal of active exercise the day before. And it is a little singular that the next shardest thing to getting a boy out of bed is getting him into it. There is rarely a mother who is a success at rousing a boy. All mothers know this; so do their boys; and yet the mother seems to go at it in the right way. She opens the stair door and insinuatingly Io calls, "Johnny." There is no response. "Johnny," still no response. Then there is a short, sharp "John!" followed a moment later by "John Henry!"

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A grunt from the upper regions signifies that an impression has been made, and the mother is encourIs aged to add: "You'd better be down here to your breakfast, young man, before I come up there, an' give you something you'll feel!" This so startles the young man that he immediately goes to sleep again.

A father knows nothing about this trouble. He 20 merely opens his mouth as a soda bottle ejects its cork, and the "John Henry!" that cleaves the air of that stairway goes into that boy like electricity. He pops out of that bed, and into his clothes, and down the stairs, with a promptness that is commendable.

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The Walrus and the Carpenter

Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand.
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.

"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach;

We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each.”

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said;
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head-
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster bed.

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But four young Oysters hurried up,

All eager for the treat;

Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,

Their shoes were clean and neat

And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,

And yet another four;

And thick and fast they came at last,

And more and more and more

All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,

And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low;

And all the little Oysters stood

And waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things:

Of shoes and ships - and sealing wax

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"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,

"Before we have our chat;

For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"

"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need;
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed —

Now, if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."

"But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue.

"After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!"

"The night is fine," the Walrus said, "Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice."
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice;

I wish you were not quite so deaf
I've had to ask you twice!"