Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-09-09
PETEY DINK
r AND THE FROG

r... . FCE ~ AN .
Once upon a time, a good many
years ago, but not so many years thai
you couldn't count them, even II you
are only in the kindergarten class
Peetie Bow Wow was out walking II
the woods. He was all alone, for his
brother Jackie had gone to play bal
with Jimmie Wibblewobble, the duck
boy. Well, Peetie was sort OF walk.
ing slowly along, so as not to fal!
down. for he wasn't very steady on
his legs, and he came to a place
where there were some beautiful
posies.
"I guess I'll pick a nice bouquet OF
flowers" he thought. I'll lake them
home and put them in a vase on the
mantelpiece in our kennel for you
know Mrs. Bow Wow was very par
ticular. even if she was only a dog
xie's mamma, and she kept the ker'
nel an neat as beeswax and honey be-
sides. 49,.
50 Peetie started to pick a nice big
blue violet that was growing rlghu Dc.
side a clump of ferns, when' all at
once. he heard a voice calling.
"Here! Let that flower alone!"
Well, honestly, Peetie jumped SO,
IN surprise, that he fell right over
backwards, and almost bumped MS
.black-spotted nose on a stone. Inen
he got up, and he looked all around
and he couldn't see who had called to
him. Then he looked up toward the
skv. and still he couldn't see any one
then he looked around the corner Of
a stump. and still he couldn't see
living soul. He was quite puzzled.
ri guess l must have dreameI
that," he said. 49,,
lFhen the puppy dog started to picl
I'D he more flowers, and he was JUS
4 .achinp for a purple violet, when
! nee more he heard the voice calling
) him:
q Hi, there! You let that llo"e'
lionel" -
This time Peetie jumped so hare
i1hat he turned a complete somersault
d,,st like the clown in the circus, only
different, Of course, because you see
h clown only has two legs.
Well, up jumped Peetle, n ne
Hooked to the left and he looked
WAYS from Sunday, and all the week
.days besides, but mind you, he couldnt
see a single mite Of a person. 1t was
all still and quiet-like, just as it is
in church before anything happens
( or anyone talks out loud.
| "That's funny" said Peetie. I'm
s,,re 7 heard some one speak, and yet
no one is here. Maybe it's a fairy, the
Kind Sammie Littletail saw" he
added, and he felt quite delighted un'
Ri he remembered that the fairies
had gone away for a long time. Sc
se started to pick some more flowers
Ind lust as he was reaching for a
{oe-tooth violet, which was his spe
fal kind, he heard the queer voice
filing again:
Y"TYold on there, puppy dog! DOM
In pick that f1ower!"
tWell, I'm going to lind out Wht
lis is hollering at mel cried Peetle
Nd he shook his head, n put ms
kxs still wider apart to prevent MIN
1eIf from topping over. This IS cer
\ {atnly a queer thing; having some one
calling to you to stop picking flowers
IN the woods, and you can't see VIII
It is" he added.
So Peetie looked all around, up, anC
down. high and low, sideways, cross
ways, and through the middle, but MOI
a soul could he discover.
II don't believe it was any one at
ALL" he said aloud. -.
Eyes it was!" cried a voice, right
over his head, and Peetie looked sud
denly up, and 10! and behold. if there
wasn't a little green frog, peerine
down at him from out Of a Jack-in-the
pulpit. You know what Jack-in-the
pulpits are, l dare say; a long green
sort of flower that grows in the
woods, and it looks like a pulpit that
some ministers preach from. Well
there was the frog in it. "Hello!'
cried the frog to Peetie, real pleas
ant-like. did l surprise your and
the frog smiled a real, wide smile, al
most around to his ears.
Eyes" replied Peetie, you did sur
prise me considerable. What are
you doing up there?'
"Im taking my BATH" answered
the frog.
"Your bath? N~onsense!" cried
Peetie. "You can't take a bath in that
Besides this isn't Saturday night"
~ know it isn't Saturday night"
admitted the frog. but take a bath