O Fanny, what a pretty ball! Yes; can you catch it, Ann? Toss it to me, and see. I will not let it fall. That was well done. I went with Tom to the pond. I had my doll, and Tom had his flag. The fat duck swam to the bank, and we fed her. Did you think we might fall into the pond? We did not go too near, did we, Tom? May we go to the swing, now, mamma? Here comes the band! Shall we call mamma and Fanny to see it? Let us stand still, and hear the men play as they pass. I hope they will stop here and play for us. See the large man in front of the band, with his big hat. What has he in his hand? How fine he looks! Look, too, at the man on that fine horse. If the men do not stop, let us go with them and see where they go. |