ILLUSTRATIONS
Reading edition
By Adolph Birkenruth
Loki
The milk ran down the creases to the floor
She used to stand on her hind legs and look at the painting
Out of that dog's way, at any rate
Auntie May took me across her shoulder
I played with shavings for about an hour
A black cat brings good luck to a theatre
I did not want to see any one of them again
Mistigris used to lie in wait for me
'I believe we shall have to make up a bed on the stones,' she said
That boy was rough and played experiments with him
She married Mr. Fox in less than a month