The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-04-20
Mother Goose.
Hickory Dickcry Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock,
The clock struck one,
And down he run,
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Hickory Dickery Dock.
You would think by just reading this
over once that the mouse ran up the clock
and then ran right down again, because
the clock struck. Now, it wasn't so at
all, for the mouse ran up the clock every
day. and I'll tell you why by-and-by.
Another thing I don't believe you ever
noticed, and that is the mouse's name.
Just look again. /" Hickory Dickery
Dock, the mouse" That was his name,
you see. And he was a beautiful mouse,
too. OF course he was, or Mother
Goose wouldn't have put him in her
book. He had lovely long tail and
black eyes, so sharp that no pussy cat
ever could catch him. The idea of
little girl being really afraid OF such
dear fellow as Hickory Dickery Dock
This little mouse's mother lived III the
corner of the pantry. You can see the
hole if you go and look. 1t was splen-
did place for a mouse to live, because
the cook always kept the big cheese III
that corner, and so Hickory Dickery
Docks family had only to sit and eat
with their noses out of the front door
when the dinner bell rang.
But that isn't what / was going to tell
YOU. The clock Mother Goose tells
about was one of the large, old-fashioned
ones that stood in the kitchen. 1t had a
long door in front, and there was funny
picture of a mans face, that looked just
like the sun, painted near the top. An
other mouse, a great friend of Hickory
Dickery Docks mother, found this out,
and built nest there right away, and
Hickory Dickery Dock used to go over
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day.
So it happened the day Mother. Goose
was in the kitchen.
"You can CO." said Hickory Dickery
Docks mother, but if you are not home
by o'clock you will have to go without
your dinner"
What splendid time they had
There was plenty of room for them to
squeeze down behind the door from the
top, and they played everything you can
think of They could hide i'll among the
wheels. YOU know, but it was dreadful
when they got their tails caught. Hick-
cry Dickery Dock always kept the end of
his tail in his mouth, and then he knew
Just where it was.
Then they played hide, and when it
was Hickory Dickery Docks turn he
made up his mind to make them hunt a
long time. So, when they shut their
eyes to count twenty, away went Hickory
Dickery Dock down the long swinging
pendulum, and, winding his tail about
the big round weight at the end, he
chung to the bottom, and swung back
and forth, back and forth, as the clock
licked out the seconds.
"Twenty," said all the little mice at
once, and then the hunt began. In and
out among the wheels, up and down the
sides, they scampered, in every corner
they looked, but they couldn't find him,
and just as they were going to give il
up the clock made that funny little noise
that clocks always make just before they
are going to strike, and Hickory Dickery
Dock, remembering what his mother sai6
about his dinner, rushed up the pendu
lum, soaring the little mice, who were
looking for him, most to death, ant
when it struck he scampered down the
clock. across the kitchen floor, up to tn,
-four bucket, then on the skinner, anC
then to the shelf, and he got home jus
exactly when his mother was rappinG
with her tail for dinner-time. -NeeC Yorj
Tribune, DR..