The Bodleys telling stories . ) too and carried them hack Ior breakfast. After breakfast Nathan tried to tell about Prescott to his motherand sisters. ? It is especially im|)ortant for you to hear it. Phippy. said hegraveh, because you are going to write hooks. •• W(dl, if ] am. you neednt throw a crust of brtad at my shall want both eyes to see with. 1 cant read writing very easil\-any way. •• Tse \()ur eyes while you have them. said their mother. Youknow the stor\ of Kyes ami Xo K\es. and then when you becomeblind. \()U will have to use other peoples eyes, like Francis Iluber. I know.
The Bodleys telling stories . ) too and carried them hack Ior breakfast. After breakfast Nathan tried to tell about Prescott to his motherand sisters. ? It is especially im|)ortant for you to hear it. Phippy. said hegraveh, because you are going to write hooks. •• W(dl, if ] am. you neednt throw a crust of brtad at my shall want both eyes to see with. 1 cant read writing very easil\-any way. •• Tse \()ur eyes while you have them. said their mother. Youknow the stor\ of Kyes ami Xo K\es. and then when you becomeblind. \()U will have to use other peoples eyes, like Francis Iluber. I know. said Lucy. lie saw bees when he was blind. Put 1know the kind of bees I like best. — hnniblebees, and she lookedat her mother. FISHING FOR SCUP. 171 • Because they make such good horses ? asked Mrs. Bod-ley, smiUng. Then Lucy repeated, what she had just learnt, — thestory of THE FAIRYS RESCUE. IJY ANXKTTK BISHOP. Good lufk for me !Theres a huinblebeeRolling in the clover;Hay-seed, fly overAnd catch him for I must take a ride to-dayOer the waves of blooming the hill-side, in the two little, elvish men :Their beards are white, their beards are longTheir hands are big, their hands are strong ;They ve got my baby in their den,The hateful, hateful elvish men !They rode on a long-tailed dragon-fly,And they soared low, and they soared high ;Thej^ snatched her upFrom a buttercup,And carried her off,With S(jueal and scoff. 172 77//; STolllKS. Tiifv Ml iiiakf Ikt toil, tlifv 11 make Irt slave,Their hoards of blossoin-diist to save;They Ml harness her with beetles tooTo (Ira;^ their aeoni-cups of dew.
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