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Bobby," said Aunt Peggy, “I wish you would stop teasing that dog."

Bobby was sitting on the rug in front of the fire, playing with Scrubby, his dog.

"Aunty, I am not teasing him," said Bobby, turning around and looking up into Aunt Peggy's face with a look of surprise. "I'm playing with him.”

"Go and get him a bone or a bowl of milk," said his aunt.

fellow is hungry."

"By and by," said Bobby.

"The poor

"I can't

always be running to wait on a dog." "What а noise you are making! What are you doing now?" said Aunt Peggy.

"I'm making a little wagon, and

Andy and I are going to fill it with big stones and make Scrubby draw it up from the brook.

fun ?"

Won't that be

"Nonsense!" said Aunt Peggy.

"A

little dog like that draw a wagon of stones! I won't let you do anything of the kind!"

"Aunty, it doesn't hurt him!" cried out Bobby. "Dogs are not like boys." "I hope not," said Aunt Peggy. "No, but I mean things don't hurt them; they like it," cried Bobby.

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"Do they ?" said Aunt Peggy. should like to have you turned into a dog for a day or two, just to let you try it. Now be quiet, and let me read." Bobby put down his hammer and said, "I wish Aunt Peggy would let me do as I please," and then climbed up into his father's big armchair.

There he sat watching the fire burning brightly, while Aunt Peggy went on with her reading.

Soon it seemed to Bobby that she left the chair in which she was sitting,

am!"

Bobby did not know what answer to make, so he kept still.

"Do you know who I am?" asked she, walking into the middle of the rug, while her little red boots made a strange, tinkling noise on the floor.

"No, ma'am," said Bobby, "I do not." "I am a fairy!" said she.

"O!" said Bobby; and he thought that fairies were not very pretty.

She walked toward him, and drew a circle around him that shone like silver. She then touched little Scrubby with her wand, and, wonderful to tell, his silver collar became white linen, the buckle changed to a necktie of black ribbon, and Bobby saw, in place of his dog, Scrubby, a little boy that looked like himself.

LANGUAGE LESSON.-Let pupils fill blanks in the statements given below, using in each, one of the following words: iron, woolen, wooden, silver.

Bobby was about to cry out with joy at seeing Scrubby turned into a boy, when the sound of his own voice became like a bark, his hands seemed covered with long black hair, and his nails had become long and sharp.

When he tried to jump up, he jumped down instead, and found that he had four legs in place of two.

Here was a pretty state of things. The fairy had turned him into a dog, and Scrubby into a boy!

He tried to ask what it all meant; but found that, instead of talking, he was barking very loud.

"Stop your noise!" said Scrubby, the boy, hitting him over the head with a stick.