We Haven't Any And You're Too Young.

Read The Directions And Directly You Will Be Directed In The Right Direction.

Do You Hear The Snow Against The Windowpanes, Kitty? How Nice And Soft It Sounds! Just As If Some One Was Kissing The Window All Over Outside. I Wonder If The Snow Loves The Trees And Fields, That It Kisses Them So Gently? And Then It Covers Them Up Snug, You Know, With A White Quilt; And Perhaps It Says, 'go To Sleep, Darlings, Till The Summer Comes Again.' And When They Wake Up In The Summer, Kitty, They Dress Themselves All In Green, And Dance About - Whenever The Wind Blows.

Tis A Secret: None Knows How It Comes, How It Goes: But The Name Of The Secret Is Love!

But, I Nearly Forgot, You Must Close Your Eyes Otherwise You Won't See Anything.

No, No! The Adventures First, Explanations Take Such A Dreadful Time.