A little pink nose peeped through one hole in the middle , white teeth through another , and above two eyes glared fiercely . Spires of grass stuck in each side of the mouth seemed meant to represent whiskers ; the upper corners of the bag were twisted like ears , and no one could doubt for a moment that the black scarf pinned on behind was a tail . This singular animal seemed in pantomime to be comforting his master and offering advice , which was finally acted upon , for Mac pulled off his boots , helped the little beast into them , and gave him a bag ; then , kissing his paw , with a hopeful gesture , the creature retired , purring so successfully that there was a general cry of `` Cat , puss , boots ! '' `` Cat is the word , '' replied a voice , and the curtain fell . The next scene was a puzzler , for in came another animal , on all-fours this time , with a new sort of tail and long ears . A gray shawl concealed its face , but an inquisitive sunbeam betrayed the glitter as of goggles under the fringe . On its back rode a small gentleman in Eastern costume , who appeared to find some difficulty in keeping his seat as his steed jogged along . Suddenly a spirit appeared , all in white , with long newspaper wings upon its back and golden locks about its face . Singularly enough , the beast beheld this apparition and backed instantly , but the rider evidently saw nothing and whipped up unmercifully , also unsuccessfully , for the spirit stood directly in the path , and the amiable beast would not budge a foot . A lively skirmish followed , which ended in the Eastern gentleman being upset into a sweet-fern bush , while the better bred animal abased itself before the shining one . The children were all in the dark till Mother Atkinson said , in an inquiring tone , `` If that is n't Balaam and the ass , I 'd like to know what it is . Rose makes a sweet angel , does n't she ? '' `` Ass '' was evidently the word , and the angel retired , smiling with mundane satisfaction over the compliment that reached her ears . The next was a pretty little scene from the immortal story of `` Babes in the Wood . '' Jamie and Pokey came trotting in , hand in hand , and , having been through the parts many times before , acted with great ease and much fluency , audibly directing each other from time to time as they went along . The berries were picked , the way lost , tears shed , baby consolation administered , and then the little pair lay down among the brakes and died with their eyes wide open and the toes of their four little boots turned up to the daisies in the most pathetic manner . `` Now the wobins tum . You be twite dead , Dimmy , and I 'll peep in and see 'em , '' one defunct innocent was heard to say . `` I hope they 'll be quick , for I 'm lying on a stone , and ants are walking up my leg like fury , '' murmured the other . Here the robins came flapping in with red scarves over their breasts and leaves in their mouths , which they carefully laid upon the babes wherever they would show best .
A prickly blackberry leaf placed directly over Pokey 's nose caused her to sneeze so violently that her little legs flew into the air ; XXXXX gave a startled `` Ow ! ''
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