Ellen the Paper Doll
Cut-out paper Toys
Mazes
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hook for a
fresh throw. Baby wanted very much to sit down and fish with Froggy;
but whether our visit had brought his ill-luck, or whether the
rock was slippery, I do not know, but a larger fish than the others
having taken the bait, poor Froggy was pulled off his rock, and
went plump into the water, rod and all. We could see him afterwards
sitting, very crestfallen, among some reeds by the water-side.
We met in this maze two very surly and quarrelsome Cats, and a
very polite Dog, Mr. Pug, who took off his hat in the most gentlemanly
manner to the fashionably dressed Lady Poodle. Through an opening
in the Forest we saw two Hares dancing a minuet. They invited
us to a grand ball, which will be given by the Society of Hares
as soon as the shooting season is over. We were very tired by
the time we reached the centre of the Maze, where we were presented
at a very extraordinary trial. The Fox has accused the Bear, before
the Lion, of having robbed the he-roost, and also of having wrung
the necks of His Majesty's favorite geese.
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The
Lion, in a fury, was about to dash out the brains of poor Bruin with
his terrible mace, when the Mouse came boldly forward and swore that
it was the Fox who had himself committed the crime. "And look,
Sire," cries the Bear's intrepid advocate, "there are still
some chicken's feathers hanging in his bushy tail!" The Bear
was immediately released, the rope tied round the neck of the Fox,
and orders given to the Ass to take him out and hang him! The Lion,
remarking how tired we were, sent the Mouse to show us the shortest
way out of the Maze: and never could we have had a more talkative
or amusing companion than this little animal, a great friend, as it
is well known, of His Majesty the Lion, who has never forgotten the
day when, taken in the toils of the hunter, he owed his life to the
courage and skill of his dear little Mouse.
MAZE III.
The Theatre
How we all
looked forward to our long-promised treat of a visit to the Theatre!
It was a new Pantomime, new actors, new dresses, new decorations,
new songs and, what was more, a new house. The name of the Pantomime
was "Harlequin Little Bo-Peep," and five hundred real
sheep were to be introduced on the stage in the last act. But you
would never believe the difficulties we had in getting into that
Theatre. I never knew a house so strangely constructed. The whole
evening was passed in wandering from corridor to corridor, without
ever getting a sight of the stage. Fortunately, there were some
very nice refreshment rooms where we could sit.
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