APPLE-JACK'S NEW HAT. 



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heard them asking, but he thought he had only taken what belonged 

 to the horse. It looked to him very much like Apple-Jack's net. 



In the course of the day the horse was eating grass in the yard. 

 Bridget, looMng out of the window, saw something on his head 

 which she fancied looked like her new dishcloth. She looked again. 

 It was very strange. Then she went to the door to see plainer. 

 Yes, there it Avas on the old horse's head, — her beautiful dishcloth, 

 that she only washed the china with! 



Out she went, and ran after the horse with such fury that he 

 kicked up' his heels. He took- to the road, with Bridget after him, 



in a way that made everybody laugh. One or twice she had almost 

 got it, and then Ajjpie-Jack was off swifter than e\er. On, on, they 

 went, till the ovei-hanging trees by the roadside caught the net and 

 lifted it far out of Bridget's reach. 



She was obliged to leave it waving in the wind, and it may 

 possibly be there now. She says it's a pretty jjass if she's got to 

 lock up even the dishcloths, to keep them away from an old white 

 horse that's " neither fit to ride, nor in the cart to draw." 



