This is the song,
but of course I can't sing it very well. Please don't laugh. I'll do the
best I can, although, perhaps, I shan't get the words just right:
"'Soldier boy, soldier boy, where are you going,
Waving so proudly your red, white and blue?'
'I'm going to the war to fight for my country,
And if you'll be a soldier boy, you may come too.'"
That's the way Sammie sang it, anyhow, and just as he finished he got to
the drug store.
"Who was that singing?" asked Dr. Possum, who happened to be in the
store just then.
"I was," said Sammie.
"Oh, indeed; I didn't know you sang," went on Dr. Possum. "That is very
good indeed. I could not do better myself. Will you kindly sing it
again?" So Sammie sang it again, and then he got the colors for his
mamma to put on the Easter eggs.
"Now, children," said Mamma Littletail, when Sammie reached home. "Get
the eggs that Mrs. Cluck-Cluck gave you the other day, and we will color
them."
"Oh, won't we have fun!" cried Susie.
"Indeed we will!" said Sammie.
So they first boiled the eggs good and hard, so that if they happened to
drop one, it wouldn't get all over the floor, and you know how
unpleasant it is, to say the least, when an egg drops, and gets all over
the floor.
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