[Illustration: Sitting and dripping]

"How do you do, Mr. Jackson? Deary me, you have got very wet!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mrs. Tittlemouse! I'll sit awhile and
dry myself," said Mr. Jackson.

He sat and smiled, and the water dripped off his coat tails. Mrs.
Tittlemouse went round with a mop.

He sat such a while that he had to be asked if he would take some
dinner?

First she offered him cherry-stones. "Thank you, thank you, Mrs.
Tittlemouse! No teeth, no teeth, no teeth!" said Mr. Jackson.

He opened his mouth most unnecessarily wide; he certainly had not a
tooth in his head.

[Illustration: Feeding Mr. Jackson]

[Illustration: Thistledown]

Then she offered him thistle-down seed--"Tiddly, widdly, widdly! Pouff,
pouff, puff!" said Mr. Jackson. He blew the thistle-down all over the
room.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mrs. Tittlemouse! Now what I
really--_really_ should like--would be a little dish of honey!"