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Alice Alween baby basket beat kid began Billy Bobtail Briar Rose brindled cow Brown Snake brownie burn hatchet Chicker Ricker Cinderella Cock Lock cowslips cried croaked dark door Drake Lake dress Duck Luck Dunny Ethel eyes fairy fast asleep feet find your golden forest Fox Lox friends Gander Lander golden comb golden plates Goodfield Goose Loose gray horse gray wolf grease hack staff half ago happy harm will surely heard Hen Ren home an hour hungry Indra Johnnie kittens kitty little brother little girl little long tail little princess little shoes little way farther looked lost my comb mamma Marleen meow midnight milk moonlight mother will fret mouse pail papa peep Picciola pond Prince princess Run down hill seek my fortune sister will cry sky is tumbling sleep sobbed Lesa Soon Tarlequin told Tommy Topsy turkey Tuwhoo wee bed wee candle wee woman wonder
Page 43 - As soon as the cat had lapped up the milk, the cat began to kill the rat ; the rat began to gnaw the rope ; the rope began to hang the butcher ; the butcher began to kill the ox ; the ox began to drink the water ; the water began to quench the fire ; the fire began to burn the stick ; the stick began to beat the dog ; the dog began to bite the pig; the little pig in a fright jumped over the stile ; and so the old woman got home that night.
Page 55 - I'll give you no meat, till you go to the baker and fetch me some bread." First she leapt, and then she ran, Till she came to the baker, and thus began: "Pray, Baker, give me bread, that I may give butcher bread, that butcher may give me meat, that I may give farmer meat, that farmer may give, me hay, that I may give cow hay, that cow may give me milk, that I may give cat milk, that cat may give me my own tail again.
Page 55 - First she leapt, and then she ran, Till she carne to the farmer, and thus began, — Pray, Farmer, give me hay, that I may give cow hay, that cow may give me milk, that I may give cat milk, that cat may give me my own tail again.
Page 55 - First she leapt, and then she ran, Till she came to the cow, and thus began: "Pray, Cow, give me milk, that I may give cat milk, that cat may give me my own tail again." "No," said the cow, "I will give you no milk till you go to the farmer and get me some hay.
Page 41 - Butcher, butcher, kill ox; Ox won't drink water; Water won't quench fire; Fire won't burn stick; Stick won't beat dog; Dog won't bite pig; Pig won't go. I see by the moonlight It's long past midnight; Time pig and I were home an hour and a half ago.
Page 8 - ... for I am very hungry; but where did you find so many berries in so short a time, and such delicious ones, too?" Then Ludwig told his sister all about the fox, and how he had wished for the berries. "Was I not wise, dear sister, to get such a good breakfast for us with so little trouble?" But Marleen was not satisfied, and cried : "Foolish boy! It was no ordinary fox whose foot you pulled out of the trap. If he could fill your pail with berries, just for the asking, he could do far greater things....
Page 41 - But the butcher would not. get home to-night. THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG. So the old woman took a rope out of her pocket, and said: " Good rope, hang butcher ; butcher will not kill ox ; ox will not drink water, water will not quench fire, fire will not burn stick, stick will not beat dog, dog will not bite pig, pig will not get over the stile, and I shall not get home to-night.
Page vii - to furnish stories for the child that shall be short, simple in form and familiar in subject, that shall contain much repetition, rhythm, dramatic possibility, alliteration, "and Imagination has met with signal success. Some of the stories are original, others favorites rewritten, and popular tales adapted. An excellent little book for mothers or teachers who have not the gift of story-telling, and for children themselves. ALA 73 Poulsson, Emilie.
Page 57 - Was there really and truly a brownie, grandmother, and did he really help all the people as you say ? How we wish he would come back again! Why, he could mind the baby and tidy the room and bring in the wood and wait on you, grandmother! Can't we do something to get him back again ?
Page 64 - ... fairy .shoes were on their feet they were pretty sure to go where they were sent and to come back when they were wanted, which, as all parents "know, is no light matter. Moreover, during the time that each boy wore them, he got into such good habits that he was thenceforward comparatively tractable.