Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-03-06
Children's EDening Story
NEDp,E AND HIS ROCKING HORSE.

NEDDIE AND HIS ROCKING HORSE.
Neddie was in the parlor, giving his
horse lollypop oat, while Beckie was
in the kitchen, ironing her dollie's Sum
day coat; the mamma bear was sweep
ing and doing busting too, and l think
I'll have little time to tell story to
you.
There! That's as nearly as can get
it to the nursery rhyme Of Sing,
Song of Sixpence." But 1t really was
just as have written it.
Neddie was in the parler, and he was
giving his horse lollypop oat, but 1t
was a makebelieve one, made OF sugar
popcorn on a toothpick But the horse
wasn't make-believe. 1t was rocking
horse that Neddie, the little bear boy
had received for Christmas
whoa there. Whoa! Back-up!" call
ed Neddie to his rocking horse. a
whats the matter" asked his sister
Beckie, as she came in from the kitch-
en-, where she had been ironing the
dolls coat "Is your horse running
away, Neddie?"
Gust little Bit answered the bear
boy. do you want to give your dolly
ride on his back? 1t will make her
eyes open and shut very fast went on
Neddie with laugh.
mo, thank you" spoke Beckie. III
your horse is likely to run away 1t will
be better for my dollie not to ride on
his back"
well, then, I'll ride myself spoke
Neddie, and up on the back of his horse
leaped the little bear boy, and back
ward and forward he rocked to and fro,
just as if he were going to Banbury
Cross, to see an. old lady jump on a
white horse.
Beckie put the dolls cloak on the
little wax and sawdust creature, and
took her out for slide over the snow,
but Neddie stayed in the bear cave
and rode his rocking horse, while his
mamma did the housework
what time is it?" asked Mr.. White.
wash, the Polar bear gentleman, turn.
ing over to find softer place in his
cake of ice on which he slept.
why, my goodness me sakes awe
and some sugar pancakes exclaimed
Mrs Stubtail the bear lady, looking at
the clock, Its half past baking time,
and haven't started the apple pies.
will hardly finish them in time for din.
iner I must hurry
"And may stay and watch you, ma
asked Neddie. "And if there are any
sweet, frosting cake dishes to clean
out NAV l do it, with my little red
tongue?"
81 guess So" answered the bear lady
as she made ready to bake the pies.
She mixed up the sugar and salt and
lard and pepper and butter and flour
and baking powder and yeast and corn
meal-whatever goes into pie, you
know-the bear lady mixed all these up
together, and then, all of sudden, she
exclaimed:
ooh, dear! haven't any nutmeg! |
must run over to Mrs. Wibblewobble's
house and borrow some
"I'll go with YOU" said Neddie. Il
want to ask Jimmie If he's going skat-
| ing this afternoon"
! So the bear lady and her little bear
| cub boy went over to the house of Mrs.
1 Wibblewobble the duck lady. Mrs.
Stubtail borrowed some nutmeg for the
! apple pies, and Neddie and Jimmie
planned to go skating on the pond after
dinner. Then Mrs. Stubtail and Neddie
started back for the cave, to finish the
baking
But, while they. were gone, some
thing had happened. The same bad
old rat, who had entered the cave the
lday before to take the honey pudding,