Theteacher sat in her high-backed chair,Her chair so straight and tall;Her eyes went flashing to and froAmong the children small.At last she spoke, and “Billy boy!Now answer, Billy Bolee,And tell me quickly, what does C-O-W spell?” quoth she.Then up went Patty’s hand,Up went Matty’s hand,Up went Freddy’s hand, too;But poor little Billy,Hewasso silly,He didn’t know what to do.The teacher smiled her pleasant smile,And shook her small, wise head.“Be quiet, all! for I am sureThat Billy knows!” she said.“Put on your thinking-cap, my child,And tie it very tight;Then C-O-W will not trouble you,And you will say it right.”But up went Patty’s hand,Up went Matty’s hand,Up went Freddy’s hand, too,And poor little BillyHewasso silly,He didn’t know what to do.But when the children ’gan to laugh,And fun at him ’gan poke,Poor Billy thought it might not beSomuchworse if he spoke.So, lifting up his fearful eyesAll sad and timorously,“Sure, C-O-W, must spell,Sobble-you!”Thus spoke Billy Bolee.Then out laughed Matty,And out laughed Patty,And out laughed Frederick, too;Butpoorlittle Billy,He felt so silly,He didn’t know,what—TO—DO!!!
Theteacher sat in her high-backed chair,Her chair so straight and tall;Her eyes went flashing to and froAmong the children small.At last she spoke, and “Billy boy!Now answer, Billy Bolee,And tell me quickly, what does C-O-W spell?” quoth she.Then up went Patty’s hand,Up went Matty’s hand,Up went Freddy’s hand, too;But poor little Billy,Hewasso silly,He didn’t know what to do.The teacher smiled her pleasant smile,And shook her small, wise head.“Be quiet, all! for I am sureThat Billy knows!” she said.“Put on your thinking-cap, my child,And tie it very tight;Then C-O-W will not trouble you,And you will say it right.”But up went Patty’s hand,Up went Matty’s hand,Up went Freddy’s hand, too,And poor little BillyHewasso silly,He didn’t know what to do.But when the children ’gan to laugh,And fun at him ’gan poke,Poor Billy thought it might not beSomuchworse if he spoke.So, lifting up his fearful eyesAll sad and timorously,“Sure, C-O-W, must spell,Sobble-you!”Thus spoke Billy Bolee.Then out laughed Matty,And out laughed Patty,And out laughed Frederick, too;Butpoorlittle Billy,He felt so silly,He didn’t know,what—TO—DO!!!
Theteacher sat in her high-backed chair,Her chair so straight and tall;Her eyes went flashing to and froAmong the children small.At last she spoke, and “Billy boy!Now answer, Billy Bolee,And tell me quickly, what does C-O-W spell?” quoth she.
Theteacher sat in her high-backed chair,
Her chair so straight and tall;
Her eyes went flashing to and fro
Among the children small.
At last she spoke, and “Billy boy!
Now answer, Billy Bolee,
And tell me quickly, what does C-
O-W spell?” quoth she.
Then up went Patty’s hand,Up went Matty’s hand,Up went Freddy’s hand, too;But poor little Billy,Hewasso silly,He didn’t know what to do.
Then up went Patty’s hand,
Up went Matty’s hand,
Up went Freddy’s hand, too;
But poor little Billy,
Hewasso silly,
He didn’t know what to do.
The teacher smiled her pleasant smile,And shook her small, wise head.“Be quiet, all! for I am sureThat Billy knows!” she said.“Put on your thinking-cap, my child,And tie it very tight;Then C-O-W will not trouble you,And you will say it right.”
The teacher smiled her pleasant smile,
And shook her small, wise head.
“Be quiet, all! for I am sure
That Billy knows!” she said.
“Put on your thinking-cap, my child,
And tie it very tight;
Then C-O-W will not trouble you,
And you will say it right.”
But up went Patty’s hand,Up went Matty’s hand,Up went Freddy’s hand, too,And poor little BillyHewasso silly,He didn’t know what to do.
But up went Patty’s hand,
Up went Matty’s hand,
Up went Freddy’s hand, too,
And poor little Billy
Hewasso silly,
He didn’t know what to do.
But when the children ’gan to laugh,And fun at him ’gan poke,Poor Billy thought it might not beSomuchworse if he spoke.So, lifting up his fearful eyesAll sad and timorously,“Sure, C-O-W, must spell,Sobble-you!”Thus spoke Billy Bolee.
But when the children ’gan to laugh,
And fun at him ’gan poke,
Poor Billy thought it might not be
Somuchworse if he spoke.
So, lifting up his fearful eyes
All sad and timorously,
“Sure, C-O-W, must spell,Sobble-you!”
Thus spoke Billy Bolee.
Then out laughed Matty,And out laughed Patty,And out laughed Frederick, too;Butpoorlittle Billy,He felt so silly,He didn’t know,what—TO—DO!!!
Then out laughed Matty,
And out laughed Patty,
And out laughed Frederick, too;
Butpoorlittle Billy,
He felt so silly,
He didn’t know,what—TO—DO!!!