"No!" he said at length. "To be sure, you do have a familiar look, in a

way. But I must say I don't recognize you."

Then the stranger spoke in a whisper:

"They used to call me 'Leaper the Locust'!"

"Go 'way!" cried Kiddie Katydid. "_He_ was nothing but a Short-horned

Grasshopper. And anyone can see with half an eye that your horns are

fully as long as my own."

"They're not real horns," said the other sadly. "That is, they're real

only a part of the way."

And looking more closely, Kiddie Katydid saw that what he said was true.

It was, indeed, Leaper the Locust. And he was greatly changed in more

ways than one.

He had lost his old, quarrelsome air; and he had become very meek and

mild.

"Don't tell my cousins what I've done!" he begged Kiddie Katydid. "I

don't want them to know who I am."

Kiddie assured the poor fellow that he would not betray him. He was

sorry for Leaper the Locust.

"You'll be glad when your relations move on, won't you?" he said. "Then

you can take those bits of grass off your horns and be yourself again."

Leaper's answer almost took Kiddie Katydid's breath away, for it was a

most surprising statement.

"I'm never going to be a Short-horn again!" he declared. "I shall wear

my horns long to the end of my days."

He kept his word, too. And so earnestly did he try to be like Kiddie

Katydid in every way that he even attempted Kiddie's well known _Katy

did_ melody. But he never really succeeded at that. Anyone with an ear

for music could tell the difference at once.

Luckily the grasshopper horde soon swept on to new fields. And a few

warm rains, with sunshine sandwiched in between showers, soon turned the

countryside green again. It was really _Pleasant_ Valley once more. And

on fine autumn nights Kiddie Katydid's shrill music could be heard more

than ever near the farmhouse.

Leaper the Locust never could hear enough of it. He was always begging

Kiddie to repeat the odd ditty about the mysterious Katy--hoping,

perhaps, that sometime he might learn more about her.

But Kiddie Katydid guarded his secret too well.

THE END

TUCK-ME-IN TALES

(Trademark Registered)

By ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY

AUTHOR OF THE

SLEEPY-TIME TALES and SLUMBER-TOWN TALES

=Colored Wrapper and Text Illustrations Drawn by HARRY L. SMITH=

A delightful and unusual series of bird and insect stories for boys and

girls from three to eight years old, or thereabouts.

THE TALE OF JOLLY ROBIN

Jolly Robin spreads happiness everywhere with his merry song.

THE TALE OF OLD MR. CROW

A wise bird was Mr. Crow. He'd laugh when any one tried to catch him.

THE TALE OF SOLOMON OWL

Solomon Owl looked so solemn that many people thought he knew

everything.

THE TALE OF JASPER JAY

Jasper Jay was very mischievous. But many of his neighbors liked him.

THE TALE OF RUSTY WREN

Rusty Wren fought bravely to keep all strangers out of his house.

THE TALE OF DADDY LONG-LEGS

Daddy Long-Legs could point in all directions at once--with his

different legs.

THE TALE OF KIDDIE KATYDID

He was a musical person and chanted all night during the autumn.

THE TALE OF BETSY BUTTERFLY

Betsy spent most of her time among the flowers.

THE TALE OF BUSTER BUMBLEBEE

Buster was clumsy and blundering, but was known far and wide.

THE TALE OF FREDDIE FIREFLY

Freddie had great sport dancing in the meadow and flashing his light.

THE TALE OF BOBBY BOBOLINK

Bobby had a wonderful voice and loved to sing.

THE TALE OF CHIRPY CRICKET

Chirpy loved to stroll about after dark and "chirp."

THE TALE OF MRS. LADYBUG

Mrs. Ladybug loved to find out what her neighbors were doing and to give

them advice.

GROSSET & DUNLAP, PUBLISHERS, NEW YORK

SLEEPY-TIME TALES

(Trademark Registered.)

By ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY

AUTHOR OF THE

TUCK-ME-IN TALES and SLUMBER-TOWN TALES

=Colored Wrapper and Text Illustrations Drawn by HARRY L. SMITH=

This series of animal stories for children from three to eight years,

tells of the adventures of the four-footed creatures of our American

woods and fields in an amusing way, which delights small two-footed

human beings.

THE TALE OF CUFFY BEAR

THE TALE OF FRISKY SQUIRREL

THE TALE OF TOMMY FOX

THE TALE OF FATTY COON

THE TALE OF BILLY WOODCHUCK

THE TALE OF JIMMY RABBIT

THE TALE OF PETER MINK

THE TALE OF SANDY CHIPMUNK

THE TALE OF BROWNIE BEAVER

THE TALE OF PADDY MUSKRAT

THE TALE OF FERDINAND FROG

THE TALE OF DICKIE DEER MOUSE

THE TALE OF TIMOTHY TURTLE

THE TALE OF BENNY BADGER

THE TALE OF MAJOR MONKEY

THE TALE OF GRUMPY WEASEL

THE TALE OF GRANDFATHER MOLE

THE TALE OF MASTER MEADOW MOUSE

GROSSET & DUNLAP, PUBLISHERS, NEW YORK

THE MAKE-BELIEVE STORIES

(Trademark Registered.)

By LAURA LEE HOPE

Author of THE BOBBSEY TWINS BOOKS, Etc.

Colored Wrappers and Illustrations by HARRY L. SMITH

In this fascinating line of books Miss Hope has the various toys come to

life "when nobody is looking" and she puts them through a series of

adventures as interesting as can possibly be imagined.

THE STORY OF A SAWDUST DOLL

How the toys held a party at the Toy Counter; how the Sawdust Doll was

taken to the home of a nice little girl, and what happened to her there.

THE STORY OF A WHITE ROCKING HORSE

He was a bold charger and a man purchased him for his son's birthday.

Once the Horse had to go to the Toy Hospital, and my! what sights he saw

there.

THE STORY OF A LAMB ON WHEELS

She was a dainty creature and a sailor bought her and took her to a

little girl's relative and she had a great time.

THE STORY OF A BOLD TIN SOLDIER

He was Captain of the Company and marched up and down in the store at

night. Then he went to live with a little boy and had the time of his

life.

THE STORY OF A CANDY RABBIT

He was continually in danger of losing his life by being eaten up. But

he had plenty of fun, and often saw his many friends from the Toy

Counter.

THE STORY OF A MONKEY ON A STICK

He was mighty lively and could do many tricks. The boy who owned him

gave a show, and many of the Monkey's friends were among the actors.

THE STORY OF A CALICO CLOWN

He was a truly comical chap and all the other toys loved him greatly.

THE STORY OF A NODDING DONKEY

He made happy the life of a little lame boy and did lots of other good

deeds.

THE STORY OF A CHINA CAT

The China Cat had many adventures, but enjoyed herself most of the time.

THE STORY OF A PLUSH BEAR

This fellow came from the North Pole, stopped for a while at the toy

store, and was then taken to the seashore by his little master.

THE STORY OF A STUFFED ELEPHANT

He was a wise looking animal and had a great variety of adventures.

GROSSET & DUNLAP, PUBLISHERS, NEW YORK

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Transcriber's Notes:

Tuck Me In Tales: "legs" changed to "Legs" to match rest of usage. (Tale

of Daddy Long-Legs)

Page 71, "Bejamin" changed to "Benjamin" (queer fellow, Benjamin Bat)

Ad pages, TALE OF CHIRPY CRICKET: "Crirpy" changed to "Chirpy" (Chirpy

loved to)

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