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<h2>MARY LEE</h2>
<div class='cap'>"IF you're not more careful, I'll spout
water over your boat and sink it," cried
the whale, growing tired of Tom Thumb's
fruitless endeavors to get the fish hook out.
"My nose is bleeding now and the hook is
still in it."</div>
<p>"Let me give the string a yank," said Tom
Thumb. "Didn't you ever have a tooth
pulled out that way? It won't hurt much."</p>
<p>"Well, go ahead," said the whale, closing
his eyes and shutting his teeth tight. And
then out came the hook and over went Tom
into the bottom of the boat.</p>
<p>"Ouch! Ouch!" said the whale, while little
Tom Thumb picked himself up and said to
Puss, Junior, "Don't you ever ask me to fish
again in the ocean. I'd rather fish like
Simple Simon."</p>
<div class='poem'>
Simple Simon went a-fishing<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">For to catch a whale;</span><br/>
All the water he had got<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was in his mother's pail.</span><br/></div>
<p>"What are you grumbling about?" asked
the whale, peering over the side of the boat.
"One would think you had been caught with<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</SPAN></span>
a hook," and saying this disagreeable thing,
he dived down into the sea.</p>
<p>"No more fishing for me," laughed Tom
Thumb.</p>
<div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/gs27.png" width-obs="311" height-obs="400" alt="At the gate" title="" /></div>
<p>And just then they came close to a lighthouse
on a big rock. So they ran the boat up
on the little stretch of sand.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I don't know what we're landing for,"
said Captain Puss, Junior, "only I've never
been in a lighthouse and here's a good
chance."</p>
<p>"Haven't you?" asked a pretty voice, and
a young girl appeared on the stone steps leading
down to the beach. "Come, my gallant
tars, and I'll show you my lighthouse and
after that you can tell me some of your
adventures, for 'tis a lonely life I lead here
alone on the rock until my Bobby Shafto
returns."</p>
<div class='poem'>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">Bobby Shafto's gone to sea</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">In his schooner Mary Lee.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">Hard-a-port, or hard-a-lee,</span><br/>
"Hasten, Bobby, home to me."<br/></div>
<p>So Puss picked up Tom Thumb and followed
the girl into the lighthouse and up the
stairs to the very top where the great lamp
sent out its rays of light to guide the ships
at night; or the great bell clanged in foggy
weather to warn the weary sailor from the
cruel rocks.</p>
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