they were playing it. After they were through, he showed them how to sing and dance the "Grandfather's Dance," as they do it in Ger many. So they finished the evening with GRANDFATHER'S DANCE. Arr. by GEORGE H. GARTLAN. Slowly GERMAN FOLK SONG. The grand-fath-er went to the grand-moth-er's side, They Dance-(very lively) After the dance, it was time to break up. Good-nights were said, while the visitors told May what a good time they had had. Then Sylvester took Alice and Sylvia home. 66 Good-night, Grandma and Grandpa. We have had a very good time, thanks to you both," said the three children. They were on their way up-stairs, where Wee Willie. Winkie was waiting for them. Pleasant dreams to you all," said Grandpa and Grandma, and the birthday party was over. 66 Avery' "Blind TO THE PUPILS: How do you play man's-buff? "" How do you play "Puss-in-the corner? "" 66 Copy the second and third stanzas of The Baby." TO THE TEACHER: Review phonic work, p. 370. SIXTY-FOURTH EVENING As May was now old enough to go to school, Grandma asked Belle when she and May came in, if May had been taken to school that day.. "Not yet," replied Belle. "Mother says she is to go to the kindergarten on Friday." Just then Ben came in. Grandma noticed that his jacket was torn. So she said, "Ben, how did you tear your jacket?" "I caught it on a nail, as I was climbing over the fence, Grandma, to get my ball. Blue Billy threw it over," replied Ben. 66 Well," said Grandma, as she looked closely at the tear, "that coat will have to go to the tailor. It is too big a tear for any one at home to mend." "All right, Grandma. I can leave it with the tailor to-morrow on my way to school." May said: "Grandma, you have never told us a story about a tailor. Don't you know one?" "Oh, yes!" said Grandma. "Here it is: SEVEN AT ONE BLOW " One summer morning, a long time ago, a little tailor sat on his table by the window. His lapboard and goose lay by his side. He whistled merrily, and his needle flew in and out of the coat he was making. As he stopped to heat the goose, he heard a woman coming down the street, crying: |