Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . his musket. Then suddenly the door flew open, and thedraught of air caught the Dancer, and she flew likea sylph just into the stove to the Tin Soldier, andflashed up in a flame, and then was gone. Then theTin Soldier melted down into a lump; and when theservant-maid took the ashes out next day, she foundhim in the shape of a little tin heart. But of theDancer nothing remained but the tinsel rose, andthat was burned as black as a coal. THE BAT AND THE TWO WEASELS A WEASEL seized
Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . his musket. Then suddenly the door flew open, and thedraught of air caught the Dancer, and she flew likea sylph just into the stove to the Tin Soldier, andflashed up in a flame, and then was gone. Then theTin Soldier melted down into a lump; and when theservant-maid took the ashes out next day, she foundhim in the shape of a little tin heart. But of theDancer nothing remained but the tinsel rose, andthat was burned as black as a coal. THE BAT AND THE TWO WEASELS A WEASEL seized upon a Bat, who beggedhard for his life. No, no, said the Weasel; I give no quarter tobirds. Birds! cried the Bat. I am no bird. I am amouse. Look at my body. And so she got off that time. A few days afterward she fell into the clutchesof another Weasel, who, unlike the former, had astronger antipathy to mice than to birds. The Batcried for mercy. No, said the Weasel; I show no mercy to amouse. But, said the Bat, you can see from my wingsthat I am a bird. And so she escaped that time as well. Marching Song 155. MARCHING SONG By Robert Louis Stevenson Bring the comb and play upon it! Marching, here we come!Willie cocks his Highland bonnet, Johnnie beats the drum. ]Mary Jane commands the party, Peter leads the rear;Feet in time, alert and hearty. Each a Grenadier! All in the most martial manner JNIarching double-quick;While the napkin like a banner Waves upon the stick! Heres enough of fame and pillage, Great commander Jane!Now that weve been round the village, I^ets go home again. JACK AND THE BEANSTALK Adapted
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