DINNER FOR THREE. 



Little Eva took a plateful of dinner out into the wood-shed, 

 to feed her kitties. 



When she called them the black kit and the gray kit both ran 

 to the plate. They each seized a bit of meat, and began to shake 

 it and growl over it. 



" Don't quarrel, little kits ! " said Eva. 



When the meat was all picked out the kitties ran away. 



" Oh, now they have wasted all the rest of the dinner," said Eva. 



But just then old Dobbin, the horse, saw the plate. He had 

 been turned loose into the yard to eat grass. Dobbin came and 

 put his head in at the door, and he ate up every bit of the vege- 

 tables and bread. 



Then Eva laughed, and clapped her hands. 



"O mamma! " she said, " it is just like the story of Jack Sprat 

 in my ' Mother Goose ' : — 



" ' 'Twixt them both they cleared the cloth, 

 And licked thr platter clean ! ' " 



