ankee Doodle Dandy.
"Git-ap!" cried the latter, and away went the pony down the road. In a short time the towers and church steeples of a town came into view.
Suddenly a queer-looking figure tumbled down from the sky on to the road just in front of them. Yankee Doodle Dandy reined in his horse just in time; otherwise he would have run over the Man in the Moon.
"Why don't you fall any other place but right in front of my horse?" asked Yankee Doodle Dandy, in a stern voice.
"Couldn't help it," answered the Man in the Moon. "You must remember it's not such an easy thing to hit the exact spot you intend to when you jump all the way from the moon. It's almost impossible. I've even heard that an aeroplane has some difficulty in dropping bombs so that they hit the mark."
"Well, I've heard that, too," admitted Yankee Doodle Dandy, "although up to this time Yankeeville has not suffered from any air attacks."
"Well, don't be too sure," answered the Man in the Moon. "I've seen a