"What is it like?" asked mother.
"To market, to market, to buy a fat pig. Home again, home again,
jiggity jig."
"Only this time," said mother, "it is, To market, to market, to buy
some new shoes. Home again, home again, what is the news?"
It was almost dark by the time they passed the little red school house.
Suddenly in the road ahead there appeared a strange object, coming
straight toward them. It sounded something like a steam engine. "Chug,
chug, chug, chug," it went.
In its face were two great glaring eyes.
"I never saw one of those before," thought Prince, "but I shall not
jump."
[Illustration: "'Whoa, Prince, steady, Prince,' said she"]
On it came toward them very fast.