Chums in Rhyme Land.

Otago Witness, Issue 3993, 23 September 1930, Page 71

Chums in Rhyme Land.

By

ERN SHAW.

Copyright.

No. n. The Chums noticed that the afternoon was drawing towards evening and the clouds were already being tinged with the colours of the setting sun. “ I think we’d better be getting home,” said Teddy. “ We’ll ask the way of the next person we meet.” ' They soon came upon a little cottage, and Golly looked in through the open window. In a rocking chair was seated an old man with a long, long beard. He was wailing to himself. “ What's the matter, old man?” asked Golly. “ My dear old grandfather-clock has gone wrong after all these years,” he replied dolefully. “ I was sitting here just about five o’clock when, wither my whiskers, if she didn’t strike one! Can’t account for it at all.” “I know what’s wrong,” put in Teddy, squeezing his nose in through the window. “ What?” asked the ancient man. “ Have you any mice in this house?” “ Yes; seven hundred and forty-three full grown and three hundred baby mice.” “ Well, one of those mice ran up into the clock, probably a baby mouse who knew no better, and just to frighten it the clock struck one, and down he ran!” “ Hooray!” croaked the old .one. “ You look to me like a magician?” said Golly, “ Are you?” Snor-r-r-e! “ Well! He’s fallen asleep! Come on Teddy!” (To be Continued.)