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Show FOR THE LITTLE ONES. "I'm not afraid of anything," Cried little Bessie Drown, Who thought herself the bravest loss In all Northampton town. One day this hearty little maid To see her granny went, A well filled basket on her arm With gifts by mother sent. But what Is this? A noisy fioelt Of geese are hissing loud; They threaten with their homy biUs A most unpleasant crowd. BESSIE AND THE GEESE. Then Bessie's heart began to quake. And puckered grew her brow. "Oh, Cousin John, dear Cousin John, Do come and help me now!" "Why, Besile!" cries the laughing boy! "And can It really be That you are frightened of a bird. Although you laughed at me?" Then Bessie sobbed, "Don't blame me, John; It really is no uso. I'm not afraid of anything, Except perhaps a goose I" |