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Page 122 - Where is the wool they cut from my back?" said a great, black sheep. "Baa, baa, baa! Who has carried off our wool?" cried all the other sheep. " I didn't carry off your wool," said Fannie. " Stop, stop ! that's my shawl. You mustn't . take that. What are you pulling the carpet to pieces for ? " Without minding a word Fannie said, the great, black sheep marched out of the room with the shawl on its shoulders. All the other sheep followed with pieces of carpet folded over them. IL Buzz, buzz, buzz...
Page 129 - Who stole our flowing manes ? Who carried off our long, waving tails?" " Here they are," said a great, white horse, and he began pulling the mattress into pieces. " I shall have no bed to sleep on," thought Fannie, as the horses went galloping out of the room, with their mouths full of horsehair. But what can be coming through the hall now, making so much noise? "Fannie! Fannie! Why don't you come down to tea?
Page 121 - What is that at the window? " Flap, flap, flap ! In flew a dozen geese. "Quack, quack! quack! Who carried off our feathers ? " they were screaming. They flew around the room, beating their wings against the walls and ceiling. Flap, flap, flap ! went the flock of geese over Fannie' s head, and down they pounced upon the pillow. In a few minutes it was torn to pieces, and the feathers scattered all over the floor. "Quack, quack, quack! Here are our feathers ! " cried all the geese ; and each one seized...
Page 7 - Their liveliness and simplicity, will render them grrnt favorites with children, while more mature minds will often perceive a wise significance within the poetic beauty of the style.
Page 120 - ... They like the rain. If I only had a coat of feathers, I shouldn't mind a little wetting. I could dive and splash about all day long. But now I suppose I must go to sleep, for there seems to be nothing else for me to do." raindrops as they trickled down the window panes. Flap, flap, flap! "What is that at the window? " Flap, flap, flap ! In flew a dozen geese. " Quack, quack ! quack ! Who carried off our feathers?" they were screaming. They flew around the room, beating their wings against the...
Page 123 - ... Hum, hum, hum ! Who stole our wax? " said all the bees. " There is no wax here," said Fannie. swarm troop eaten nibbling neighing nonsense exclaimed cranberries disturbed mattress bursting pillows buzz ! Hum, hum, hum ! " They seemed to be very angry about something. " Oh, dear," exclaimed Fannie ; " they have all lighted on my doll and are nibbling away her pretty face. Oh, my beautiful wax doll ! What shall I do ? What shall I do ? " At that moment there was a great noise in the hall. " I wonder...
Page 120 - Rain, rain all the time, and nothing pleasant to do. I wish mother would let me go out of doors and play in the water. "The ducks seem to be having a fine time on the pond. They like the rain. If I only had a coat of feathers, I shouldn't mind a little wetting. I could dive and splash about all day long. But now I suppose I must go to sleep, for there seems to be nothing else for me to do.
Page 130 - Your doll is lying in her cradle, with cheeks as red as cranberries," said Frank. " The carpet looks as pretty as ever ; and your bed has not been disturbed. Sister dear, I think you have been dreaming a great deal of nonsense for one afternoon.
Page 8 - Thus does the spirit of hopeful progress diffuse itself through all departments of literature, and even the fairy-wand points to a happier state of society.
Page 121 - What a pity you have n't aprons to carry them in," said Fanny. "Wait a minute, old white goose, and I will lend you one of my doll's aprons. You would look like a perfect beauty with it tied round your neck." The geese paid no attention to her jokes, but flew off with all the feathers they could carry, leaving the air so full of down, that it seemed like a snow-storm. Patter, patter, patter ! " Can that be Carlo in the entry ? It sounds as if there were a dozen dogs there.