"The one that came to the door of the house
three times during the night."

"I don't see why that should be," said the
boy, thoughtfully; "there was plenty to eat in
that house, for I had a fine breakfast, and I
slept in a nice bed."

"Don't you feel tired?" asked the Patchwork
Girl, noticing that the boy yawned.

"Why, yes; I'm as tired as I was last night;
and yet I slept very well."

"And aren't you hungry?"

"It's strange," replied Ojo. "I had a good
breakfast, and yet I think I'll now eat some of
my crackers and cheese."

Scraps danced up and down the path. Then
she sang:


"Kizzle-kazzle-kore;
The wolf is at the door,
There's nothing to eat but a bone without meat,
And a bill from the grocery store."