Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . e Crxe THE AVOLF AND THE CRANE AAVOLF devoured his prey so ravenously that, a bone stuck in his throat, giving him greatpain. He ran howling up and down, and offered toreward handsomely any one who would pull it out. A Crane, moved by pity as well as by the prospectof the money, undertook the dangerous task. Hav-ing removed the bone, he asked for the promisedreward. Reward! cried the Wolf; pray, you greedyfellow, what reward can you possibly required Youhave had your head in my
Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . e Crxe THE AVOLF AND THE CRANE AAVOLF devoured his prey so ravenously that, a bone stuck in his throat, giving him greatpain. He ran howling up and down, and offered toreward handsomely any one who would pull it out. A Crane, moved by pity as well as by the prospectof the money, undertook the dangerous task. Hav-ing removed the bone, he asked for the promisedreward. Reward! cried the Wolf; pray, you greedyfellow, what reward can you possibly required Youhave had your head in my mouth, and instead ofbiting it off 1 have let you pull it out away with you, and dont come again withinreach of my paw. LULLABY By Thomas Dekker GOLDEN slumbers kiss your eyes,Smiles awake when you do rise;Sleep, pretty wantons; do not cry,And I will sing a lullaby—Rock them, rock them, lullaby. Care is heavy, therefore sleep you;You are care, and care must keep you;Sleep, pretty wantons; do not I will sing a lullaby—Rock them, rock them, lullal)V. The Little Old Woman and ITer Pk; 97. THE LITTLE OLD WOMAN ANDHER PIG A LITTLE old woman was sweeping her littleold house, when she found a little old sixpencein the nest of a mouse. What shall I do with the sixpence? said thelittle old woman. I know: Ill go to market andbuy me a little pig. So she went to the market and bought her a she was going home she came to a stile, andshe said: Pig, little pig, get over the stile,Or I shant get home wont, said the pig. She went a little farther, and she met a dog. Soshe said to the dog: 98 The Little Old Woman and Her Pig Dog, dog, bite pig!Pig wont get over the stile,And I shant get home the dog would not. She went a httle farther, and she met a she said: Stick, stick, beat dog!Dog w^ont bite pig;Pig wont get over the stile,And I shant get home the stick would not. She went a little farther, and she met a
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