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Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank), 1856-1919

"Mother Goose in Prose"

I want you to keep our dogs from following us; but
you must not do it by holding them."
"Very well, sir," replied Tommy; and as the mayor started one way and
the alderman the other, he took out his handkerchief and tied the
tails of the two dogs together. Of course each dog started to follow
its master; but as they were about the same size and strength, and
each pulled in a different direction, the result was that they
remained in one place, and could not move either one way or the other.
"That was well done," said the mayor, coming I back again; "but tell
me, can you put my cart before my horse and take me to ride?"
"Certainly, sir," replied Tommy; and going to the mayor's stable he
put the harness on the nag and then led him head-first into the
shafts, instead of backing him into them, as is the usual way. After
fastening the shafts to the horse, he mounted upon the animal's back,
and away they started, pushing the cart before the horse.
"That was easy," said Tommy. "If your honor will get into the cart I
'll take you to ride." But the mayor did not ride, although he was
pleased at Tommy's readiness in solving a difficulty.
After a moment's thought he bade Tommy follow him into the house,
where he gave him a cupful of water, saying,
"Let me see you drink up this cup of water."
Tommy hesitated a moment, for he knew the mayor was trying to catch
him; then, going to a corner of the room, he set down the cup and
stood upon his head in the corner.


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