Careless Nancy
Careless Nancy
Carelessnessis a sad thing. How many troubles flow from it! Look at the picture—and see what has happened!
Nancy left her best bonnet in the chair, and the dog, Flirt, has got it. Here’s a pretty kettle of fish! See how the puppy munches the straw-braid, and how he mumbles the boquets of ribbons!
Now, who is to blame for all this? Is Flirt to blame?—why, he is only a puppy—a young creature so full of fun and frolic that he hardly knows what to do with himself. ButNancy is a rational creature; she has been told to be careful; she knows that Flirt is a playful rogue, and is very likely to seize upon anything left in his way.
Oh, Nancy, Nancy! you scold Flirt, and you box his ears, and lay the ruin of your nice new bonnet to him; but, my dear child, it is you who are in fault.