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<h2>LITTLE BOY BLUE</h2>
<div class='cap'>YOU remember in the last story that Puss
and his Good Gray Horse had camped in a
grove of trees for the night. Well, just as Puss
was about to curl up and take a little trip to
dreamland he heard a voice singing:</div>
<div class='poem'>
"Little Boy Blue,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Come, leave your toys.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">It's time to wash hands</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">For little boys.</span><br/>
<br/>
"Supper is ready,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">You must not wait.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">Tuck in your napkin</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And don't tip your plate.</span><br/>
<br/>
"Oh, where is Boy Blue?<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Let's all take a peep.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">He's there on the sofa,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Fast asleep."</span><br/></div>
<p>Puss opened his eyes and saw a little light
twinkling through the trees. So he got up and
went toward it to find that it shone from the
window of a small cottage. As he knocked on
the door he thought, "I may be asked to spend the
night, and that will be much more comfortable
than lying beneath the trees." And it turned out<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[110]</SPAN></span>
just as he thought. The pretty woman who
opened the door asked him in, saying, softly:</p>
<p>"Tiptoe in, my dear Puss, Junior, for Boy
Blue has just gone to sleep." And you know
how softly a cat can tiptoe! But of course he
first slipped off his red-topped boots with their
clanking spurs.</p>
<p>Then Boy Blue's mother gave Puss, Junior,
some milk and cake, and after that he put his
Good Gray Horse in the stable and came back
to sit down by the fire.</p>
<p>Over the mantelpiece hung a silver horn, and
as Puss looked up at it he remembered long ago
in Old Mother Goose Land a little Boy Blue
who blew his horn to call the cows from the
fields of corn.</p>
<p>"Does your little Boy Blue go to sleep in a
haystack?"</p>
<p>"No, my dear," laughingly replied his mother,
"but his father did. And that's the horn he
used to blow in the early morn to call the cows
and the woolly sheep when under the haystack
he'd fallen asleep."</p>
<p>"I met him once, a long time ago," said little
Puss, Junior. "I remember the place quite well.
He carried me on his shoulder over to see little
Miss Muffet who sat on a tuffet, and she gave
us some curds and whey till a horrid old
spider sat down beside us and frightened her
away."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[111]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"And so you were the little cat who was with
him, were you?" said little Boy Blue's mother.</p>
<p>But Puss didn't answer, for he had fallen fast
asleep and was dreaming that he was once more
with his dear father, the famous Puss in Boots.</p>
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