THE WOLF AND THE DOG.

Wolf. Hallo, my friend. How nice and fat you are! Look at me; I am only a bag of bones. I hunt for food all night long, and I find 
hardly enough to keep myself alive.
Dog: Well, you have only to do as I
do.
Wolf, What is that?
Dog: Why, just look after my master's
house, and keep away the robbers. Then he gives me all the food I want, and a
nice warm kennel to sleep in.
Wolf: I would gladly do that. It's a
  hard life out in the forest in the cold and
wet, and with never half enough to eat. It would be lovely to have a warm roof over my head and as much good food  as I 
wanted.
Dog: Come along then. I'll take you home.
Wolf (as they run along together): What's that mark round your neck ?
Dog: What mark? Oh, that's nothing.
Wolf: But tell me, please. I should like to know.
Dog: Well, you see, it is made by the collar I wear as a rule. My chain is fastened to--
Wolf: Chain? You mean to say you are tied up on a chain! Good-night to you, my friend. You may have your warm kennel and 
your 
nice food. As for me, I shall go cold and hungry - but free!

TAKING A BUS TO THE ZOO.
Reader: Willy and Martin were two very small boys, out for a walk by themselves. It was rather a dull road with nothing to see, 
but to-day they saw a bus standing all by itself.
Martin: It's not going. It must be a broken bus.
Willy: It doesn't look broken. I mean, the wheels are not off. Shall I 
see if it works?
Reader: Willy climbed up into the driver's seat, and started to pull at the handles
and step on things. Martin stood on the conductor's lunch-tin and rang 
the bell, a thing he had always wanted to do.
All at once the bus started.
Willy: I've started the bus!
Martin: I've started the bus!
Willy: Let us take animals on the bus, instead of people. When we see an 
animal, we'll stop and ask it if it would like
to go to the zoo. I see a tortoise now by that fence. Stop the bus. 
Martin: Would you like to go to the zoo, Tortoise?
Tortoise: Yes, please, if it's the cheap day. I never go except on the cheap days.
Martin: I don't know about that. Come along, anyway.
Reader: Martin helped the tortoise on to the bus as if he were a very old 
lady. Then the tortoise would go up on top.
Martin: Hold tight, please. Here's your ticket, and it's pink. If you 
haven't any money, you may pay afterwards.
Willy: I wonder which way the zoo is!
Martin: If we go on long enough, we'll get there. Besides, we'll hear the 
lions when we are near.
Willy: Perhaps the next animal we pick up will tell us. I don't think the 
tortoise will. It looks as if it's asleep.
Martin: Oh, here's a little donkey. He's pulling a cart, and it has baskets 
of oranges and apples and bananas in it.
Willy: Would you like to go to the zoo, Donkey? If you would, bring some of that fruit to feed the monkeys.
Donkey: Or for the monkeys to feed me! He-haw! He-he-he! Haw-haw-haw!
Reader: The donkey bit through his harness, picked up a basket of fruit on 
each ear, and climbed into the bus.
Martin: I think he ought to have more than one ticket; he takes up so many seats.
Willy: Hadn't he better go up on top?
Martin: You go on top, Donkey, and leave your baskets with me.
Willy: I'll have one with me, here in front, and the one I'll have is the oranges.
Reader: The donkey, however, was not able to climb up on top, even with Martin and Willy both pushing him, so they let him go 
inside. And off the bus went. Martin wished they would see a little dog or a cat, but, instead, what they next saw was a bee. He 
was buzzing so much that they knew he wanted to go to the zoo. As he was on a hollyhock, Martin picked the hollyhock with the 
bee on it.
Willy: We'll have to shut the window because, if we don't, he'll fly out.
Martin: Need he have a ticket? He's sitting on the donkey and that's the same as on your mother's knee.
Willy: But he might fly off. Give him a child's ticket, or how would it be to put him in the conductor's lunch-tin?
Martin: I'm putting him in, and there's a ham sandwich here. I hope he won't make honey, because it 
wouldn't be nice
with the ham.
Bee: But I am the busy bee, you know. Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Reader: Before long they saw a monkey on a barrel-organ. He had a red velvet jacket and a money-box. 
They had not
to slow down the bus at all; the monkey got on while it was moving.
Willy: We'll take the money out of his box to pay for the tickets for the others. Then we can use it to have rides on the elephant at 
the zoo.
Martin: Look at him picking the buttons off the seats. I suppose he wants to feed the ostriches with them. Listen! There's a parrot 
whistling.
Willie: Parrot, do you want to go to the zoo? And do you know the way?
Parrot: Yes, my aunty lives there. I'll sit in front; now, first turning to the right, second to the left - 
Martin: Just like a policeman!
Reader: Very soon they were at the zoo. What was very funny was that all the animals were walking 
about as if they
were the people. Monkeys and sea-lions were in the tea-room; bears were having ice-creams; and giraffes were drinking 
lemonade through straws. A mother elephant and
a baby elephant came up. The mother elephant had a purse in her trunk.
Baby Elephant. May I have a penny to have a ride on the boy, Mother?
Mother Elephant: Just one, Jackie, and then we shall look in some more 
cages.
Willy: I can't give an elephant a ride!
Martin: What do you think is in the cages, Willy? I mean, the animals 
can't be because they are all walking about.
Reader: Then all at once they knew. And they ran and jumped on their bus 
and drove home without ever stopping.
Because in the cages were boys!
-I. M. CHECKLEY, in  "Lector Readings." First Series. (Nelson.) Adapted.

THE BATTLE OF BINGO.
A NONSENSE PLAY.
(People in the Play: Reader, Shane, Little Nuala, Michael, Patrick, Little Noreen,
Dermond, Liam, Conor.)
Reader: Have you heard of the Battle of Bingo?
All (loudly): The terrible Battle of Bingo!
Shane (boastfully): When a windmill tore at a coach and four,
Little Nuala (timidly): And one man lost his hat.
Reader: Have you heard of the Battle of Bingo?
All (fiercely): The horrible Battle of Bingo!
Michael (excitedly): When mice and rats chased dogs and cats,
Patrick (laughing): And a pig in a poke began to smoke,
Little Noreen (softly): And one man lost his hat.
Reader: Have your heard of the Battle of Bingo?
All (gravely): The terrible Battle of Bingo!
Dermond (proudly): Where a hundred eels turned Catherine wheels,
Little Nuala (whispering): And one man lost his hat.
Reader: Have you heard of the Battle of Bingo?
All (whispering): The terrible Battle of Bingo!
Liam (laughing): Where a bumble bee drank cups of tea,
Conor (secretly): And a horse's neigh got in the way,
Little Nuala and Little Noreen (sadly): And one man lost his hat.
Reader: Have you heard of the Battle of Bingo?
All (sadly): The terrible Battle of Bingo!
Shane  (in  surprise): Where an old grey goat wore a morning coat,
Little Noreen (nodding): And one man lost his hat.
Reader: Have you heard of the Battle of Bingo?
All (laughing): The horrible Battle of Bingo!
Michael (scaring): Where a scarecrow fed on an apple-pie bed,
Patrick (mocking): And a porcupine sang "Clementine,"
Little Nuala (primly): And one man lost his hat
Reader: Have you heard of the Battle of Bingo?
All (quietly): The terrible Battle of Bingo!.
Dermond (wildly): Where a cheddar cheese climbed cypress trees,
Little Noreen (surprised): And one man lost his hat.
Reader: Have you heard of the horrible battle they fought to-day in Bingo 
Town?
Liam (airily): Where a noble lord just waved his sword,
Conor (crushing): And then fell flat on his Sunday hat,
Reader: And that is the story of great renown,
All (slowly, loudly, gravely): Of the battle they fought in Bingo Town.
-KATHERINE VANDEN-HENVEL, in Nelson's "We read them aloud," Second 
Series.

ROBIN'S DREAM.
Chief Pirate: Twenty thousand pirates bold! All: Pirates bold! Pirates 
bold! Chief Pirate: Twenty thousand pirates bold.
All: Off to plunder! Chief Pirate: We shall sail the deep blue sea! All: 
Deep blue sea! Deep blue sea! Chief Pirate: We
shall sail the deep blue sea. All: Skull and crossbones!
 Chief Cowboy: Twenty thousand cowboys grand. All: Cowboys grand! Cowboys 
grand! Chief Cowboy: Twenty
thousand cowboys grand!
All: Riding proudly! Chief Cowboy: With a rope we can lassoo! All: Can 
lassoo! Can lassoo! Chief Cowboy: With a
rope we can lassoo. All: Never failing!
Chief Indian: Twenty thousand Indians Red! All: Indians Red! Indians Red! 
Chief Indian: Twenty thousand Indians Red.
All: Dancing wildly! Chief Indian: On our tom-toms we can play! All: We can 
play ! We can play! Chief Indian: On our
tom-toms we can play. All: Warning danger!
Robin: Pirates, Indians, Cowboys, too, Listen do! Listen do! I should like 
to go with you To your country. Three
Chiefs: We shall make you our new king! All: Our new king! Our new king! Robin: That would be the 
nicest thing I could think of. Story-teller:
Marching forward, row by row, All (softly): Row by row, row by row, 
Story-teller: Off to story-land they go, All: Robin
leading.

Story-teller: Robin sat up in his bed, All (softly): In his bed, in his 
bed,, Story-teller: Rubbed his eyes and sadly said,
Robin: I've been dreaming!
-IRENE R. MURDOCH, in " Child Education." (Evans.)

