Mr.
Kelso was away on a fox hunt.

Ann went to the ladder and called: "Bim, I saw you fly up that ladder.

Come back down.

Here's a right nice young man come to see you." "Is he good-looking ?" Bim called.
"Oh, purty as a picture, black eyes and hair and teeth like pearls, and tall and straight, and he's got a be-e-autiful little mustache." "That's enough!" Bim exclaimed.

"I just wish there was a knot hole in this floor." "Come on down here," Ann urged.
"I'm scared," was the answer.
"His cheeks are as red as roses and he's got a lovely ring and big watch chain--pure gold and yaller as a dandelion.