stupid. He peeped through the spectacles, and said they gave every
thing a twist; and as for tobacco, he could not endure it.

The grandmother set the bowl of tea before him; but it was so hot it
burned his mouth, and he kicked it down hill, smashing the old lady's
best china bowl into a hundred pieces. He was angry when she presented
the looking glass, thinking she wished to make fun of him, because he
was so small. The plaited cap, he said, was not made for a man like
him to wear, and he tore it all to shreds.

Then, turning to Floribel, he said, "Well, my little girl, what pretty
book is that you have in your hand? Ah, the History of Jack the
Giant-killer. A splendid fellow was Jack! my great-grandfather. Just
the book I have always wished to read. Family archives, you know. And
what is this I behold? What, a splendid red chariot! and what a sweet
little doll within! How dumb and amiable she appears! She shall
certainly be my wife, and these four horses shall draw us all over the
world." He sprang into the wagon, seating himself beside the erect
little doll, who immediately began to move her quiet eyes; the horses
shook their manes, and pranced about; and away drove Hoppletyhop,
calling out to Floribel as he disappeared, "Wish your three wishes,
and they shall be granted, whatever they may be."

Then her old grandmother and grandfather implored her, with tears in
their eyes, to wish they might be young again. Floribel thought that
would be delightful, for then they could all go blackberrying
together; so she said in a commanding voice, "I wish my grandmother
and grandfather to be young again;" but she did not think to say how
young, and the next moment was surprised to see two little babies,
lying among the violets, kicking and crying with all their might. "O,