Fables
The Larks and the Farmer The Ant and the Grassho-
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One Good Trick
The Goose and the Golden Eggs
Th e Cat, the Monkey, and the Chestnuts
The Dog and his Shadow The Hare and the Tortoise Th e Town Mouse and the
Country Mouse
The Milkmaid
Fairy and Classical Tales
Chicken-little
The Little Pine Tree
The Three Billy Goats Gruff Little Red Riding Hood
The Snow Man
The Three Bears
Half Chick
The Shoemaker and the Elves
The Golden Touch
Child Stories
The Good Soldier
The Voice in the Wood
In a Minute
Bessie and the Birds
The Way to have a Good Game
A Kind Brother
James and his Army
Too Many Dolls
The Young Artist
Piccola
History and Biography
A Kind Girl
Little George Washington
Nature Study
A Bird’s Story
The Story of a Leaf Sheep
A Useful Animal
Feathers
Habits of Flowers
Only a Snail
Wasps
The Wasp and the Bee The Garden Spider Frogs
A Talk about Redcoat John’s New Horse
Poems
Little Kitty
The New Moon
The Robins
The Wind and the Leaves
Good-bye, Pretty Butterfl
How to Do It
The Cow
Bird Thoughts
Two Little Kittens
The Clucking Hen
The Bee and the Flower Little Ducks
Boats Sail on the Rivers The Lost Doll
Little White Lily
The Song of the Bee
My Shadow
Little Things
Where Go the Boats?
Who Stole the Bird’s Nest A Spring Morning
The City and the Garden Mouse
Lady Moon
America
Sweet and Low
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1. A lark once had her nest in a wheat field. Every day she flew off to find food for her young ones
2. One day when she was away the farmer came into the field.
3. “This wheat is ripe,” he said. “I will get my friends to help me cut it.”
4. When the lark came home, her young ones chirped, “O mother, we must fly away at once. The farmer has gone for his friends. They are to help him cut his wheat.”
5. “Oh,” said their mother, “then we can stay here a little longer.”
6. After a time the farmer came again.
“My friends have not come,” he said. “It will be better not to wait for them. I will go to my cousins and get them to help me.”
7. That night, the little larks said, “O mother, the farmer has gone to get his cousins to help him. Must we go now?”
8. “Oh, no,” said the mother. “We can still stay a little longer.”
9. In a day or two the farmer came back.
“My cousins have not come,” he said. “This work should be done at once. I see I might as well do it myself. In the morning I will come and cut this wheat.”
10. That night the young larks said, “O mother, the farmer says he will cut the wheat himself. Should we not go?”
11. “Yes, my children,” said the mother lark. “Now we must fly away at once. The wheat is sure to be cut. The farmer is to do it himself.”
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“What a good soldier;” said Frank.
1. The soldier was made of wood. He had a red coat and a black hat.
2. He stood still and held up his gun. He never took his eyes away from Frank’s toy kitten.
3. The kitten sat on a little box. When any one pressed the box, there was a squeak.
4. You might think it was the kitten that squeaked. Maybe the little soldier could tell if it was the kitten, but he did not.
5. Frank had set the soldier to watch the kitten. As long as the soldier held up his gun and kept his eyes on her, she did not try to run away.
6. But if he had put down his gun, who knows what she would have done?
7. “What a good little soldier!” said Frank. “I can run out and play now, for he will watch my kitten.”
8. “Yes,” said Frank’s mother; “he will watch better than a little boy I know. The little boy was to watch the baby. But he went off to play with his ball, and let the baby burnits hand.”
9. The little soldier still stood there, and did not say a word. He kept on looking at the kitten. His coat looked as red as ever, but Frank’s face was redder. Frank was thinking of the baby’s hand.
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ring rang rung long
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