WALTER AND HIS DOG.

There was a little boy, And he had a piece of bread, And he put his little cap On his head, head, head.

Upon his hobby horse Then he went to take a ride, With his pretty Spaniel Flash By his side, side, side.

Little Walter was his name, And he said to little Flash, "Let us gallop round the house, With a dash, dash, dash."

So he laid down his bread In a snug little place, And away Walter went For a race, race, race.

But Flash had a plan, In his little roguish head, Of taking to himself Walter's bread, bread, bread.

So he watched for a moment When Walter did not look, And the nice piece of bread Slyly took, took, took.

When Walter saw the rogue, He cried, "O, naughty Flash;" And he showed his little whip With a lash, lash, lash.

But Flash looked so good-natured, With his tail curled up behind, That his aunty said to Walter, "Never mind, mind, mind."

"Flash is nothing but a puppy; So, Walter, do not worry; If he knew that he'd done wrong, He'd be sorry, sorry, sorry;"

"And don't be angry, Walter, That Flash has had a treat; Here's another piece of bread You may eat, eat, eat."

So Walter ate his bread, And then to Flash he cried, "Come, you saucy little dog, Let us ride, ride, ride."