PROFESSOR BULLFROG. 



" Coax ! coax ! bre- 

 ke-ke-kex! Who 

 threw that stone?" 



"I really must beg 

 you, boys, not to throw 

 stones into this pond. 

 It cannot give you 

 much pleasure, and it 

 does me a great 

 deal of harm." 



"How?" /■' 



"Well, how --.^ 

 would you like ^^^— zs^- 



it if a great rock should 

 come ' plump ' down uito 

 your school-room, while you i 

 were at school? I ^^as jubt 

 teaching the children to croak, 

 and they had got as tar as ' Cio- 

 dunk,' when down came j-our stone, upset the chil- 

 dren, stirred up the mud, and l^rought out all the 

 hsh in the pond to see what was the matter. My 

 wife was giving a Avhistling-lesson, too, and the 

 fright has made her Cjuite ill. So you 



■'^pfir_ ■ ""'"'^ ''^'o^^ i"e, as the head bullfi-og of 



Wfi- '■A-' ^^^^ pond, to forbid your 



throwing any more 

 stones here." 



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