The Adventurous Billy and Betty, Page 8
IN a little farm house, ’way out in the country where the fields were green and the daisies and buttercups grew, there once lived a happy little boy whose name was “Billy” Van.
He was a very, very good little boy who always obeyed his Mother and Father—went to bed early at night and got up early in the morning—cleaned his teeth before breakfast and after his meals— washed his face and hands, without being told—fed the chickens and milked the cows—and helped his Mother and Father around the house and the farm in the many, many ways that little boys should.
Although “Billy” was a very, very good boy, he was not a “goody-goody” boy. He was a real country boy who loved to go fishing and swimming in the streams and ponds—loved the birds and the woods and fields—and’knew how to play all kinds of games with other little boys and girls.
He was always happy and gay—and he tried to make everybody else happy. And that was why everybody in this country town loved “Billy.”
Down at the Grocery Store—where Mother sent him very often, to bring home good things to eat — “Billy” used to help the Grocery Man to sweep and dust the Store, and arrange the packages and cans and bottles and other good things on the shelves.
There were lots of different kinds of things in the Store, with the name—L“ Van Camp’s” — on the labels; and “Billy” noticed these things more than any others because the first part of the name was the same as his own last name and because there was a big sign in the Grocer’s window which read ‘“Something Good for Every Meal’—Van Camp’s”. And, of course, like every little boy “Billy” just loved good things to eat; and best of all, he always wanted 4o eat only the food that was good for him.
So, he used to eat lots of Van Camp’s Baked Beans—and Soup—and Spaghetti—and Pumpkin—and Hominy—and Milk—and lots of other things; and he grew big and strong and healthy.
One day, when “Billy” was hoeing corn, out in the field, and the sun was shining very hot, he felt so tired that he just had to lie down on the ground to rest—and, before he knew it, he fell asleep. Then he had the most wonderful dream, about many thrilling adventures. that any little boy ever had. He thought he saw fairies and goblins and elves —and “Little Red Riding Hood”—and “Cinderella”—and “Jackand the Bean Stalk”— and “Little Jack Horner”—and the “Babes in the Woods” —and “Old Mother Hubbard” —and all the other people and all the funny animals that live in the World of Fancy and Dreams.
E is for Errand
You run for your Ma,
For a can of Baked Beans—
And she gives ’em to Pa.
F is for Fussing
That naughty boys do;
And, sometimes—not often
Some little girls, too.