Chapter III

Mary's lamb was too young to eat [grass], as old [sheep] do. He wanted milk, but he did not know how to drink from a [bucket]. He was just a baby sheep, you see. So Mary's [mother] found an old tin [teapot] and filled it with warm new milk. Then she tied a [cloth] over the [spout], and [Mary] held it while the little [lamb] sucked up every drop of the milk. Three times a day they filled the [teapot], and he drank it all, while Mary tilted it up for him. One day [Mary] and little [Aunt Hannah] went up Clover [Hill] to pick [berries] for their mothers to put in [pies]. They took their luncheon in the berry-[pail], and each had a tin [cup] to pick into. Mary's [lamb] went too, and of course he would want his luncheon, so [Mary] carried the old [teapot] in a [basket]. When the [pail] and [basket] were full of [berries], they started home. Along the roadside grew white [flowers], and they made a [wreath] for the lamb's [neck]. Then Mary said "The [sun] shines so, he must be hot. He shall wear my [bonnet]." So they tied it snugly over his [ears]. Then they sat under a [tree] to finish their luncheon, and afterward Mary gave the [lamb] the rest of his milk. Two [women] came past, in a low [carriage], and they laughed to see the little lamb drinking from the teapot. Mary did not notice that one [woman] held up a little black leather [camera] and pointed it at her. But next week a flat, square [package] came from the postoffice marked "For the Little Girl and Lamb who live near Clover Hill." [Mary] cut the [string] with her [scissors], and unfolded the [package]--and what did she find inside it? A beautiful photograph of herself, feeding her [lamb] by the roadside!