Grand-Daddy Whiskers, M.D. by Nellie Mabel Leonard
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"What a splendid school! I am proud," she exclaimed as she tossed her pink sun hat upon her desk. "I shall soon teach you some pretty songs, but this morning Fidelia Cricket has promised to fiddle for us." Fidelia tripped smilingly up to the desk and stood beside Miss Dot while she fiddled a cheery little tune. Then Dot gave them all some paper and pencils and taught them to write A, B, C. Even Dickie Grasshopper bent over his work, scowling eagerly as he tried to make the pretty letters. To be sure, little Squealer would squeal every time little Wee pinched him, which was quite often, for Wee loved to hear him squeal. And Bunny Rabbit had to keep trotting out to his lunch basket to nibble the nice yellow carrot that Mother Rabbit had put in for Bunny and Bobsey's lunch. "They are only babies after all," excused Dot. "They haven't learned school ways and rules." "Now we will do something else," said Dot by-and-by. "Put away your pencils and I will teach you some numbers. Listen. One and one are two. Everybody say it." The noisy chorus was almost deafening as they all shouted, "One and one are two!" "If I should give Hopsy Toad one piece of candy and Dickie Grasshopper |
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