shelf and dropped the egg to the rat on the floor below.

Then the rat on the floor caught it and lay down on his back, and hugged
the egg in his four paws, and the rat on the shelf ran down and got hold
of the tail of the rat that had the egg and began pulling him along the
floor, just as if he were a little wagon or sled with an egg on it. All
this Jimmie saw, and he cried out:

"Oh, you bad rats, you, to steal my mamma's eggs!"

Well, you should have seen how frightened those rats were at that! One
dropped the egg out of his paws and ran away, and the other followed. Oh,
but they were frightened, though! and wasn't Jimmie brave to hide in the
pantry and discover them? So that's how the first three eggs were taken,
but no more were, for Papa Wibblewobble stopped up the rat hole.

And that's the end of this story. The one to-morrow night will be about
how Jimmie tried to stand on his head, that is, if the pussy cat doesn't
go to sleep in the milk bottle.




STORY XX

HOW JIMMIE STOOD ON HIS HEAD


Jimmie Wibblewobble was quite a hero after he had found out about the rats
taking the eggs, and every time he walked in the chicken yard the old