<h2><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</SPAN></span> <SPAN name="frog" id="frog"></SPAN>PUSS, JR., MEETS MR. ROWLEY FROG</h2>
<p class="cap2">THE following day Puss, Jr., was trudging along near the edge of a
forest. The land was rather low and marshy, and the path was none too
dry. He gingerly picked his way, avoiding as well as possible the muddy
spots. Of a sudden his attention was arrested by a funny sight.</p>
<p>A few feet in front of him, as he rounded a curve in the path, was a
frog. On his head rested a large stove-pipe hat, much worn and
weather-beaten. A large cigar was in his mouth, on which he puffed away
vigorously, the clouds of smoke streaming out behind him like a long
gray feather.</p>
<p>"Hello, Mr. Rowley!" cried Puss.</p>
<p>The frog turned. Taking the cigar out of his mouth, he answered, "How do
you know my name?"</p>
<p>"Just a good guess of mine, perhaps," replied Puss. "But, anyway,
there's a famous Mr. Rowley in <em>Mother Goose</em>, so I took a chance."</p>
<p>"Well, I don't want you to try to stop me,"<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</SPAN></span> said Rowley, "for I had
enough fuss when I left home. You see, my people didn't want me to go at
all."</p>
<p>"Then why did you?" asked Puss, who by this time had come up to the
frog.</p>
<p>"Because I was tired to death of the old pond," replied Rowley. "One has
got to see the world some time, and when one is young is the time and
not when one is old."</p>
<p>"Yes, 'every dog must have his day,'" quoted Puss.</p>
<p>"And every frog, too," answered Rowley, pushing his high hat down on his
head more securely and replacing the cigar between his lips.</p>
<p>"And where are you going?" asked Puss.</p>
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<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
<span class="io">"A frog he would a-wooing go,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Heigh-ho! says Rowley.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Whether his mother would let him or no.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Heigh-ho! says Anthony Rowley."<br/></span></div>
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<p>"Well, then, Anthony!" cried Puss, taking the frog by the arm, "let us
be comrades. For it is lonesome business, this traveling alone, and I
would have a good friend to talk to while we trudge along."</p>
<p>"But I already have a companion," answered Mr. Rowley. "Don't you
remember the second verse in <em>Mother Goose</em>?"</p>
<p>"Not exactly," replied Puss, Jr.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</SPAN></span>"Well, this is the way it goes," answered the frog. "It's describing me,
of course."</p>
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<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
<span class="io">"So off he set with his opera hat,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Heigh-ho! says Rowley.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And on the road he met with a rat.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">'Pray, Mr. Rat, will you go with me?'<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Heigh-ho! says Rowley,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">'Kind Mrs. Mousey for to see?'"<br/></span></div>
</div></div>
<p>At that moment the rat jumped out of the bushes. "Don't be afraid," said
Puss, Jr.</p>
<p>"All right," replied the rat, "I sha'n't."</p>
<p>"Glad to have seen you both," said Puss, Jr. "I can't tarry long, for I
must continue my journey."</p>
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