St Nicholas [serial] . sHanging for some misdemeanor; and with great joyImmediately sallied forth in quest of their , as soon as a sufficient number were collectedtogether, quitted her hold, dropped into the .midst;of them ; and very few had the fortune to makegood their retreat. This artifice having succeededso weli, she was encouraged to try the event of asecond. Accordingly she whitened her , by rolling herself in. a heap of flour, andintills disguise lay concealed in the bottom of a mea:tub. This stratagem was executed in genenurwillthe same effect as the former. But a
St Nicholas [serial] . sHanging for some misdemeanor; and with great joyImmediately sallied forth in quest of their , as soon as a sufficient number were collectedtogether, quitted her hold, dropped into the .midst;of them ; and very few had the fortune to makegood their retreat. This artifice having succeededso weli, she was encouraged to try the event of asecond. Accordingly she whitened her , by rolling herself in. a heap of flour, andintills disguise lay concealed in the bottom of a mea:tub. This stratagem was executed in genenurwillthe same effect as the former. But an. old expeBrienced Rut, altogether as cunning as his adversai*ry, was not so easily ensnared. I dont much likdjisaid he, that white heap yonder j Something whi<(»pers me there is mischief concealed under it. Tiltrue it may be meal j hut it may likewise be something that I should not relish quite so well. Thercan be no harm at least in keeping at a proper die :tance; for caution, I am sure, is the parent c! FABLE V. The Tax and the Bramble. A FOX, closely pursued by a pack of ~Do\took shelter under the covert of a Bramble, lirejoiced in this asylum; and for a while, was vs|Jhappy j but soon found that if he attempted to sihe was wounded by thorns and prickles on evilside. However, making a virtue of necessity,forbore to complain; and comforted himselfreflecting that no bliss is perfect; that good :|evil are mixed, and flow from the same fount:!These Briars, indeed, said he, will tear my sia little, yet they keep^ off the dogs. For the siof the good then let me bear the evil withtrence; each bitter has its sweet: and these Brsbles, though they wound my flesh, preservelife from clanger. Like the primer, Websters speller was small, mhad no room for long stories ; but you have seen 877-1 THE TWO DOROTHYS. 197 nuch could be gotten into these little fables withjheir pictures. In the first one of these funny old; rood-cuts there is a story that any one can under-Hand, and
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