THE CARPENTER.

“Good morning, Mr. Carpenter. May I come in? See, I have broken my sled. Can you mend it for me?” “Yes, I can mend it,” said the carpenter. “Here is a board but it is too long.” “Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!” sang the saw. “Now I must plane it,” said the carpenter. “Zish! Zish! Zish!” said the plane. “This board is just right,” said the carpenter. “Rap-a-tap, tap!” said the hammer. As the carpenter works he sings this song, “Rap-a-tap, tap! Tick-a-tack, too! Here is your sled as good as new.” “Thank you, Mr. Carpenter. When I am a man I should like to be a carpenter, too.”