THE GRATEFUL SWAN. PART II. All summer they lived Thus together-the swan At length, when the leaves In the garden grew brown, The bird came one day With her head hanging down, And told her kind master She was going to leave them, "What mean you?" cried Jannet. "What mean you?" cried John. "You will see, if I ever Come back," said the swan. And so, with tears Rolling down drip-a-drop, She lifted her snowy wings, Flippity-flop, And sailed away, stretching Her legs and her neck, Till all they could see Was a little white speck. Then Jannet said, turning Of the bird that was gone: "A wing like a lily, A beak like a rose; The winter was weary, As all winters will do; And when it was past, And doffies beginning To show their bright heads, One day, as our Jannet Was making the beds, The beds in the garden, I'd have you to know, She saw in the distance A speck white as snow. She saw it sail nearer And nearer, then stop, And land in her garden path Flippity-flop. One moment of wonder, "And by her sleek feathers, She comes from the South. But what thing is this Shining so in her mouth?", "A diamond," cried Johnny; Then held up the mended leg Quite to her crop, And danced her great wings about Flippity-flop. "It's Uncle Fritz, and if we all laugh loud, he will be sure to come in," said Emil. A wild burst of laughter followed, and in came Uncle Fritz, asking, "What's the joke, my lads?'' "Caught! caught! you can't go out until you've told us a story," cried the boys, slamming the door. "So that is the joke, then? Well, I have no wish to go, it is so pleasant here, and I will pay my forfeit at once," which he did by sitting down and beginning instantly : "A long time ago your grandfather went to lecture in |