"So they couldn't make a monk of him, because he wanted to eat
lambs, and he wouldn't say his prayers.

"Mother read that to me out of a blue book.

"Good by, darling. From
"SISTER SUSY."

"What do you think of that?" said Mr. Parlin, as he finished reading the
letter aloud.

"It is so queer, papa. I don't think those monkeys were very bright."

"Monks, my child."

"O, I thought you said monkeys."

"No, monks are men--Catholics."

"Well, if they were men, I should think they'd know a wolf couldn't say
his prayers. But I s'pose it isn't true."

"No, indeed. It is a fable, written to show that it is of no use to
expect people to do things which they have not the power to do. The wolf
could catch lambs, but he could not learn his letters. So my little
Alice can dress dollies, but she does not know how to take care of
babies."

"O, papa, I didn't choke him _very_ much."