Year: 1871

You see he had forgotten all about his
snake, and as he saw nothing of it, he did
not tnlnk Oh II again at all. He dipped up
the poly-Wogs IN his palm-lesf hat, and as
the water ran of he laughed to see them
wiggle about. He had no idea il was cr11el
to do this. He did not think thew vonId
die. He sat down and thought a moment
and concluded to leave his hat there while
he went to the lake TO wash Zip. He set
1t down in the grass, whistled for Zip, who
was barking at a squirrel, and went On
toward the lake.


When he got there, he found Mrs.
Grey Goose, Mr.. Ole Gander, and Mr..
Big Goose, swimming around in the clear,
bright water. Pretty soon Mr.. Ole Gand-
er and Mr.. Big Goose fell out-not Ouf
of the water, but out of temper, and be-
gan to peck and fight each other. Their
wings made fearful Tapping in the
water, and Zip thought he ought to have
part In the fight. The old ganders kept
saving


"Wade inl Wade inr'


And Zip did wade in, as far as his feet
would touch the bottom, and then ne
swan out to them, and snapped first at
one, and then at the other, which ever
came the handiest. The ganders had the
best of it, as they were used to the water.
Poor lips head was otter under the
waves, and Tim was in a panic for fear
his "dod" would be "dwowned." He
spied wide board upon the bank, and he
jumped on it and pushed it out from the
shore. As it happened, the board foated
straight to the dog and geese. Mr.. Big
Goose and Mr.. Ole Gander swan of,
pQNh hTo o,,1 Id
the board with Tiny Tim, and away they
went both together.


Tim took offhis shoes and stockings so
as to let his feet hang over into the water.
Zip got up presently, TO shake the drops
OF his shaggy coat, and shook Tins shoes
and stockings off the board. Tim made
grab for them, missed them, and soused
into the lakei he scrambled back upon
the board, very wet, and his shoes and
stockings gOnei


After while he grew tired and hungry
and thought he would 90 home,-but
when he looked toward home, he saw he
was great way from shore, and he could
never get back alone. He did what most
all little children do, who are in trouble !;
he cried as loud as he could. 1t was his
Voiceless, inarticulate cry for help. Itdid
not fall unheeded, nor die away in mock
ing, empty echoes. Poor boy ! What if
no one had been near His CRYING was
heard by Mr.. Ben. Church and his son
Whitman, who were out in a sail-boat
fishing. They came to the rescue of
Tim, took him off his board and carried
him safely ashore. Then Mr. Church sent
his son. Whitman to take Tim safely home,
while he went back on the lake to take
up the nets.


Whitman had picked up a long-legged
bird which he found struggling in the
water, and he told Tiny Tim if he would
straighten out his face and not cry any
more, he would give it to him


think Tiny Tim had good reason to
cry. He had lost his shoes, stockings, and
his hat, and was wet as a rat


His poor mamma was too glad to see
him back alive to scold him. She had to
undress him and give him bath.


While she was taking off his clothes
she felt a squirming somewhere, and
shook them, when out dropped the
snakeI


She screamed, and sprang for the broom
to kill it, while Tiny Tim danced round
and round, crying:


OATS my snatel OATS my snateI I'm
1oin' to pit EN- in tagei"


But he spoke too late, for his mamma
had killed the snake. And she folded the
little fellow in her loving arms, thinking
what great wonder it was that the snake
mad not injured her little boy. She did
not know how near he had come to being
drowned, for Whitman did not terrify her
by telling her they had found Tim on
board, out on the lake, a long way from
The shore Young Folks RHrdl.