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AfterawhilethelittleJackalcamedancingintothegarden,veryhappyandcare—free,——BUTlookingallaround。Hesawthehugepileoffigsunderthebigfigtree。

"H—m,"hethought,"thatlookssingularlylikemyfriend,theAlligator。I’llinvestigateabit。"

Hestoodquitestillandbegantotalktohimself,——itwasalittlewayhehad。Hesaid,——

"ThelittlefigsIlikebestarethefat,ripe,juicyonesthatdropoffwhenthebreezeblows;andthenthewindblowsthemaboutontheground,thiswayandthat;thegreatheapoffigsoverthereissostillthatIthinktheymustbeallbadfigs。"

TheoldAlligator,underneathhisfigpile,thought,——

"BotherthesuspiciouslittleJackal,Ishallhavetomakethesefigsrollabout,sothathewillthinkthewindmovesthem。"Andstraightwayhehumpedhimselfupandmoved,andsentthelittlefigsflying,——andhisbackshowedthrough。

ThelittleJackaldidnotwaitforasecondlook。Heranoutofthegardenlikethewind。Butasheranhecalledback,——

"Thankyou,again,Mr。Alligator;verysweetofyoutoshowmewhereyouare;I

can’tstaytothankyouasIshouldlike:

good—by!"

AtthistheoldAlligatorwasbesidehimselfwithrage。HevowedthathewouldhavethelittleJackalforsupperthistime,comewhatmight。SohecreptandcrawledoverthegroundtillhecametothelittleJackal’shouse。Thenhecreptandcrawledinside,andhidhimselfthereinthehouse,towaittillthelittleJackalshouldcomehome。

ByandbythelittleJackalcamedancinghome,happyandcare—free,——BUT

lookingallaround。Presently,ashecamealong,hesawthatthegroundwasallscratchedupasifsomethingveryheavyhadbeendraggedoverit。ThelittleJackalstoppedandlooked。

"What’sthis?what’sthis?"hesaid。

Thenhesawthatthedoorofhishousewascrushedatthesidesandbroken,asifsomethingverybighadgonethroughit。

"What’sthis?What’sthis?"thelittleJackalsaid。"IthinkI’llinvestigatealittle!"

Sohestoodquitestillandbegantotalktohimself(youremember,itwasalittlewayhehad),butloudly。Hesaid,——

"HowstrangethatmylittleHousedoesn’tspeaktome!Whydon’tyouspeaktome,littleHouse?Youalwaysspeaktome,ifeverythingisallright,whenIcomehome。IwonderifanythingiswrongwithmylittleHouse?"

TheoldAlligatorthoughttohimselfthathemustcertainlypretendtobethelittleHouse,orthelittleJackalwouldnevercomein。Soheputonaspleasantavoiceashecould(whichisnotsayingmuch)andsaid,——

"Hullo,littleJackal!"

Oh!whenthelittleJackalheardthat,hewasfrightenedenough,foronce。

"It’stheoldAlligator,"hesaid,"andifIdon’tmakeanendofhimthistimehewillcertainlymakeanendofme。WhatshallIdo?"

Hethoughtveryfast。Thenhespokeoutpleasantly。

"Thankyou,littleHouse,"hesaid,"it’sgoodtohearyourprettyvoice,dearlittleHouse,andIwillbeinwithyouinaminute;onlyfirstImustgathersomefirewoodfordinner。"

Thenhewentandgatheredfirewood,andmorefirewood,andmorefirewood;

andhepileditallupsolidagainstthedoorandroundthehouse;andthenhesetfiretoit!

AnditsmokedandburnedtillitsmokedthatoldAlligatortosmokedherring!

THELARKSINTHECORNFIELD

TherewasonceafamilyoflittleLarkswholivedwiththeirmotherinanestinacornfield。WhenthecornwasripethemotherLarkwatchedverycarefullytoseeiftherewereanysignofthereapers’

coming,forsheknewthatwhentheycametheirsharpkniveswouldcutdownthenestandhurtthebabyLarks。Soeveryday,whenshewentoutforfood,shetoldthelittleLarkstolookandlistenverycloselytoeverythingthatwenton,andtotellheralltheysawandheardwhenshecamehome。

OnedaywhenshecamehomethelittleLarksweremuchfrightened。

"Oh,Mother,dearMother,"theysaid,"youmustmoveusawayto—night!Thefarmerwasinthefieldto—day,andhesaid,`Thecornisreadytocut;wemustcallintheneighborstohelp。’Andthenhetoldhissontogooutto—nightandaskalltheneighborstocomeandreapthecornto—morrow。"

ThemotherLarklaughed。"Don’tbefrightened,"shesaid;"ifhewaitsforhisneighborstoreapthecornweshallhaveplentyoftimetomove;tellmewhathesaysto—morrow。"

ThenextnightthelittleLarkswerequitetremblingwithfear;themomenttheirmothergothometheycriedout,"Mother,youmustsurelymoveusto—night!Thefarmercameto—dayandsaid,`Thecornisgettingtooripe;wecannotwaitforourneighbors;wemustaskourrelativestohelpus。’Andthenhecalledhissonandtoldhimtoaskalltheunclesandcousinstocometo—morrowandcutthecorn。Shallwenotmoveto—night?"

"Don’tworry,"saidthemotherLark;

"theunclesandcousinshaveplentyofreapingtodoforthemselves;we’llnotmoveyet。"

Thethirdnight,whenthemotherLarkcamehome,thebabyLarkssaid,"Mother,dear,thefarmercametothefieldto—day,andwhenhelookedatthecornhewasquiteangry;hesaid,`Thiswillneverdo!

Thecornisgettingtooripe;it’snousetowaitforourrelatives,weshallhavetocutthiscornourselves。’Andthenhecalledhissonandsaid,`Gooutto—nightandhirereapers,andto—morrowwewillbegintocut。’"

"Well,"saidthemother,"thatisanotherstory;whenamanbeginstodohisownbusiness,insteadofaskingsomebodyelsetodoit,thingsgetdone。Iwillmoveyououtto—night。"

ATRUESTORYABOUTAGIRL

Oncetherewerefourlittlegirlswholivedinabig,barehouse,inthecountry。

Theywereverypoor,buttheyhadthehappiesttimesyoueverheardof,becausetheywereveryrichineverythingexceptjustmoney。Theyhadawonderful,wisefather,whoknewstoriestotell,andwhotaughtthemtheirlessonsinsuchabeautifulwaythatitwasbetterthanplay;theyhadalovely,merry,kindmother,whowasnevertootiredtohelpthemworkorwatchthemplay;andtheyhadallthegreatgreencountrytoplayin。Thereweredark,shadowywoods,andfieldsofflowers,andariver。Andtherewasabigbarn。

OneofthelittlegirlswasnamedLouisa。

Shewasverypretty,andeversostrong;

shecouldrunformilesthroughthewoodsandnotgettired。Andshehadasplendidbraininherlittlehead;itlikedstudy,anditthoughtinterestingthoughtsalldaylong。

Louisalikedtositinacornerbyherself,sometimes,andwritethoughtsinherdiary;allthelittlegirlskeptdiaries。Shelikedtomakeupstoriesoutofherownhead,andsometimesshemadeverses。

Whenthefourlittlesistershadfinishedtheirlessons,andhadhelpedtheirmothersewandclean,theyusedtogotothebigbarntoplay;andthebestplayofallwastheatricals。Louisalikedtheatricalsbetterthananything。

Theymadethebarnintoatheatre,andthegrownpeoplecametoseetheplaystheyacted。Theyusedtoclimbuponthehay—

mowforastage,andthegrownpeoplesatinchairsonthefloor。Itwasgreatfun。

OneoftheplaystheyactedwasJackandtheBean—Stalk。Theyhadaladderfromthefloortotheloft,andontheladdertheytiedasquashvineallthewayuptotheloft,tolooklikethewonderfulbean—stalk。

OneofthelittlegirlswasdresseduptolooklikeJack,andsheactedthatpart。

WhenitcametotheplaceinthestorywherethegianttriedtofollowJack,thelittlegirlcutdownthebean—stalk,anddowncamethegianttumblingfromtheloft。Thegiantwasmadeoutofpillows,withagreat,fierceheadofpaper,andfunnyclothes。

AnotherstorythattheyactedwasCinderella。Theymadeawonderfulbigpumpkinoutofthewheelbarrow,trimmedwithyellowpaper,andCinderellarolledawayinit,whenthefairygodmotherwavedherwand。

Oneotherbeautifulstorytheyusedtoplay。ItwasthestoryofPilgrim’sProgress;

ifyouhaveneverheardit,youmustbesuretoreaditassoonasyoucanreadwellenoughtounderstandtheold—fashionedwords。Thelittlegirlsusedtoputshellsintheirhatsforasigntheywereonapilgrimage,astheoldpilgrimsusedtodo;thentheymadejourneysoverthehillbehindthehouse,andthroughthewoods,anddownthelanes;andwhenthepilgrimagewasovertheyhadapplesandnutstoeat,inthehappylandofhome。

Louisalovedalltheseplays,andshemadesomeofherownandwrotethemdownsothatthechildrencouldactthem。

ButbetterthanfunorwritingLouisalovedhermother,andbyandby,asthelittlegirlbegantogrowintoabiggirl,shefeltverysadtoseeherdearmotherworksohard。Shehelpedallshecouldwiththehousework,butnothingcouldreallyhelpthetiredmotherexceptmoney;sheneededmoneyforfoodandclothes,andsomeonegrownup,tohelpinthehouse。Butthereneverwasenoughmoneyforthesethings,andLouisa’smothergrewmoreandmoreweary,andsometimesill。IcannottellyouhowmuchLouisasufferedoverthis。

Atlast,asLouisathoughtaboutit,shecametocaremoreabouthelpinghermotherandherfatherandhersistersthanaboutanythingelseinalltheworld。

Andshebegantoworkveryhardtoearnmoney。Shesewedforpeople,andwhenshewasalittleoldershetaughtsomelittlegirlstheirlessons,andthenshewrotestoriesforthepapers。Everybitofmoneysheearned,exceptwhatshehadtouse,shegavetoherdearfamily。Ithelpedverymuch,butitwassolittlethatLouisaneverfeltasifsheweredoinganything。

Everyyearshegrewmoreunselfish,andeveryyearsheworkedharder。Shelikedwritingstoriesbestofallherwork,butshedidnotgetmuchmoneyforthem,andsomepeopletoldhershewaswastinghertime。

Atlast,oneday,apublisheraskedLouisa,whowasnowawoman,towriteabookforgirls。Louisawasnotverywell,andshewasverytired,butshealwayssaid,"I’lltry,"whenshehadachancetowork;soshesaid,"I’lltry,"tothepublisher。Whenshethoughtaboutthebooksherememberedthegoodtimessheusedtohavewithhersistersinthebig,barehouseinthecountry。Andsoshewroteastoryandputallthatinit;sheputherdearmotherandherwisefatherinit,andallthelittlesisters,andbesidesthejollytimesandtheplays,sheputthesad,hardtimesin,——theworkandworryandgoingwithoutthings。

Whenthebookwaswritten,shecalledit"LittleWomen,"andsentittothepublisher。

And,children,thelittlebookmadeLouisafamous。Itwassosweetandfunnyandsadandreal,——likeourownlives,——thateverybodywantedtoreadit。

Everybodyboughtit,andmuchmoneycamefromit。Aftersomanyyears,littleLouisa’swishcametrue:sheboughtanicehouseforherfamily;shesentoneofhersisterstoEurope,tostudy;shegaveherfatherbooks;butbestofall,shewasabletoseetoitthatthebelovedmother,sotiredandsoill,couldhaverestandhappiness。Neveragaindidthedearmotherhavetodoanyhardwork,andshehadprettythingsaboutheralltherestofherlife。

LouisaAlcott,forthatwasLouisa’sname,wrotemanybeautifulbooksafterthis,andshebecameoneofthemostfamouswomenofAmerica。ButIthinkthemostbeautifulthingaboutheriswhatI

havebeentellingyou:thatshelovedhermothersowellthatshegaveherwholelifetomakeherhappy。

MYKINGDOM

ThelittleLouisaItoldyouabout,whowroteversesandstoriesinherdiary,usedtoliketoplaythatshewasaprincess,andthatherkingdomwasherownmind。

Whenshehadunkindordissatisfiedthoughts,shetriedtogetridofthembyplayingtheywereenemiesofthekingdom;

andshedrovethemoutwithsoldiers;

thesoldierswerepatience,duty,andlove。

ItusedtohelpLouisatobegoodtoplaythis,andIthinkitmayhavehelpedmakeherthesplendidwomanshewasafterward。

Maybeyouwouldliketohearapoemshewroteaboutit,whenshewasonlyfourteenyearsold。[1]Itwillhelpyou,too,tothinkthesamethoughts。

[1]FromLouisaM。Alcott’sLife,Letters,andJournals(Little,Brown&Co。)。Copyright,1878,byLouisaM。Alcott。Copyright,1906,byJ。S。P。Alcott。

AlittlekingdomIpossess,Wherethoughtsandfeelingsdwell,AndveryhardIfindthetaskOfgoverningitwell;

Forpassiontemptsandtroublesme,Awaywardwillmisleads,AndselfishnessitsshadowcastsOnallmywordsanddeeds。

HowcanIlearntorulemyself,TobethechildIshould,Honestandbrave,norevertireOftryingtobegood?

HowcanIkeepasunnysoulToshinealonglife’sway?

HowcanItunemylittleheartTosweetlysingallday?

DearFather,helpmewiththeloveThatcastethoutmyfear,Teachmetoleanonthee,andfeelThatthouartverynear,Thatnotemptationisunseen,Nochildishgrieftoosmall,Sincethou,withpatienceinfinite,Dothsootheandcomfortall。

IdonotaskforanycrownButthatwhichallmaywin,Norseektoconqueranyworld,Excepttheonewithin。

BethoumyguideuntilIfind,Ledbyatenderhand,ThyhappykingdominMYSELF,Anddaretotakecommand。

PICCOLA[1]

[1]FromCeliaThaxter’sStoriesandPoemsforChildrenHoughton,Mifflin&Co。)。

Poor,sweetPiccola!DidyouhearWhathappenedtoPiccola,childrendear?

’TisseldomFortunesuchfavorgrantsAsfelltothislittlemaidofFrance。

’TwasChristmas—time,andherparentspoorCouldhardlydrivethewolffromthedoor,Strivingwithpoverty’spatientpainOnlytolivetillsummeragain。

NogiftsforPiccola!SadweretheyWhendawnedthemorningofChristmas—day;

Theirlittledarlingnojoymightstir,St。Nicholasnothingwouldbringtoher!

ButPiccolaneverdoubtedatallThatsomethingbeautifulmustbefallEverychilduponChristmas—day,Andsosheslepttillthedawnwasgray。

Andfulloffaith,whenatlastshewoke,Shestoletohershoeasthemorningbroke;

Suchsoundsofgladnessfilledalltheair,’TwasplainSt。Nicholashadbeenthere!

InrushedPiccolasweet,halfwild:

Neverwasseensuchajoyfulchild。

"Seewhatthegoodsaintbrought!"shecried,Andmotherandfathermustpeepinside。

Nowsuchastorywhoeverheard?

Therewasalittleshiveringbird!

Asparrow,thatinatthewindowflew,HadcreptintoPiccola’stinyshoe!

"HowgoodpoorPiccolamusthavebeen!"

Shecried,ashappyasanyqueen,Whilethestarvingsparrowshefedandwarmed,Anddancedwithrapture,shewassocharmed。

Children,thisstoryItelltoyou,OfPiccolasweetandherbird,istrue。

Inthefar—offlandofFrance,theysay,Stilldotheylivetothisveryday。

THELITTLEFIRTREE

[WhenIwasaverylittlegirlsomeone,probablymymother,readtomeHansChristianAndersen’sstoryoftheLittleFirTree。IthappenedthatIdidnotreaditformyselforhearitagainduringmychildhood。OneChristmasday,whenIwasgrownup,Ifoundmyselfatalossforthe"onemore"storycalledforbysomelittlechildrenwithwhomIwasspendingtheholiday。

Inthementalsearchforburiedtreasurewhichensued,Icameupononeortwoword—impressionsoftheexperiencesoftheLittleFirTree,andforthwithwovethemintowhatIsupposedtobesomethingofareproductionoftheoriginal。Thelatterpartofthestoryhadwhollyfadedfrommymemory,sothatI"madeup"tosuitthetastesofmyaudience。AfterwardItoldthestorytoagoodmanychildren,atonetimeoranother,anditgraduallytooktheshapeithashere。Itwasnotuntilseveralyearslaterthat,inre—readingAndersenforotherpurposes,IcameupontherealstoryoftheLittleFirTree,andreaditformyself。ThenindeedIwasamused,andsomewhatdistressed,tofindhowfarIhadwanderedfromthetext。

IgivethisexplanationthatthereadermayknowIdonotpresumetoofferthelittletalewhichfollowsasan"adaptation"

ofAndersen’sfamousstory。Iofferitplainlyasastorywhichchildrenhaveliked,andwhichgrewoutofmyearlymemoriesofAndersen’s"TheLittleFirTree"]。

OncetherewasaLittleFirTree,slimandpointed,andshiny,whichstoodinthegreatforestinthemidstofsomebigfirtrees,broad,andtall,andshadowygreen。

TheLittleFirTreewasveryunhappybecausehewasnotbigliketheothers。Whenthebirdscameflyingintothewoodsandlitonthebranchesofthebigtreesandbuilttheirneststhere,heusedtocalluptothem,——

"Comedown,comedown,restinmybranches!"Buttheyalwayssaid,——

"Oh,no,no;youaretoolittle!"

Andwhenthesplendidwindcameblowingandsingingthroughtheforest,itbentandrockedandswungthetopsofthebigtrees,andmurmuredtothem。ThentheLittleFirTreelookedup,andcalled,——

"Oh,please,dearwind,comedownandplaywithme!"Buthealwayssaid,——

"Oh,no;youaretoolittle,youaretoolittle!"

Andinthewinterthewhitesnowfellsoftly,softly,andcoveredthegreattreesalloverwithwonderfulcapsandcoatsofwhite。TheLittleFirTree,closedowninthecoveroftheothers,wouldcallup,——

"Oh,please,dearsnow,givemeacap,too!Iwanttoplay,too!"Butthesnowalwayssaid,——

"Ohno,no,no;youaretoolittle,youaretoolittle!"

Theworstofallwaswhenmencameintothewood,withsledgesandteamsofhorses。Theycametocutthebigtreesdownandcarrythemaway。Andwhenonehadbeencutdownandcarriedawaytheotherstalkedaboutit,andnoddedtheirheads。AndtheLittleFirTreelistened,andheardthemsaythatwhenyouwerecarriedawayso,youmightbecomethemastofamightyship,andgofarawayovertheocean,andseemanywonderfulthings;

oryoumightbepartofafinehouseinagreatcity,andseemuchoflife。TheLittleFirTreewantedgreatlytoseelife,buthewasalwaystoolittle;themenpassedhimby。

Butbyandby,onecoldwinter’smorning,mencamewithasledgeandhorses,andaftertheyhadcuthereandtheretheycametothecircleoftreesroundtheLittleFirTree,andlookedallabout。

"Therearenonelittleenough,"theysaid。

Oh!howtheLittleFirTreeprickeduphisneedles!

"Hereisone,"saidoneofthemen,"itisjustlittleenough。"AndhetouchedtheLittleFirTree。

TheLittleFirTreewashappyasabird,becauseheknewtheywereabouttocuthimdown。Andwhenhewasbeingcarriedawayonthesledgehelaywondering,SOcontentedly,whetherheshouldbethemastofashiporpartofafinecityhouse。

Butwhentheycametothetownhewastakenoutandsetuprightinatubandplacedontheedgeofasidewalkinarowofotherfirtrees,allsmall,butnonesolittleashe。AndthentheLittleFirTreebegantoseelife。

Peoplekeptcomingtolookatthetreesandtotakethemaway。ButalwayswhentheysawtheLittleFirTreetheyshooktheirheadsandsaid,——

"Itistoolittle,toolittle。"

Until,finally,twochildrencamealong,handinhand,lookingcarefullyatallthesmalltrees。WhentheysawtheLittleFirTreetheycriedout,——

"We’lltakethisone;itisjustlittleenough!"

Theytookhimoutofhistubandcarriedhimaway,betweenthem。AndthehappyLittleFirTreespentallhistimewonderingwhatitcouldbethathewasjustlittleenoughfor;heknewitcouldhardlybeamastorahouse,sincehewasgoingawaywithchildren。

Hekeptwondering,whiletheytookhiminthroughsomebigdoors,andsethimupinanothertub,onthetable,inabarelittleroom。Prettysoontheywentaway,andcamebackagainwithabigbasket,carriedbetweenthem。Thensomeprettyladies,withwhitecapsontheirheadsandwhiteapronsovertheirbluedresses,camebringinglittleparcels。ThechildrentookthingsoutofthebasketandbegantoplaywiththeLittleFirTree,justashehadoftenbeggedthewindandthesnowandthebirdstodo。Hefelttheirsoftlittletouchesonhisheadandhistwigsandhisbranches。

Andwhenhelookeddownathimself,asfarashecouldlook,hesawthathewasallhungwithgoldandsilverchains!Therewerestringsofwhitefluffystuffdroopingaroundhim;histwigsheldlittlegoldnutsandpink,rosyballsandsilverstars;hehadprettylittlepinkandwhitecandlesinhisarms;butlast,andmostwonderfulofall,thechildrenhungabeautifulwhite,floatingdoll—angeloverhishead!TheLittleFirTreecouldnotbreathe,forjoyandwonder。Whatwasitthathewas,now?Whywasthisgloryforhim?

Afteratimeeveryonewentawayandlefthim。Itgrewdusk,andtheLittleFirTreebegantohearstrangesoundsthroughthecloseddoors。Sometimesheheardachildcrying。Hewasbeginningtobelonely。

Itgrewmoreandmoreshadowy。

Allatonce,thedoorsopenedandthetwochildrencamein。Twooftheprettyladieswerewiththem。TheycameuptotheLittleFirTreeandquicklylightedallthelittlepinkandwhitecandles。ThenthetwoprettyladiestookholdofthetablewiththeLittleFirTreeonitandpushedit,verysmoothlyandquickly,outofthedoors,acrossahall,andinatanotherdoor。

TheLittleFirTreehadasuddensightofalongroomwithmanylittlewhitebedsinit,ofchildrenproppeduponpillowsinthebeds,andofotherchildreningreatwheeledchairs,andothershobblingaboutorsittinginlittlechairs。Hewonderedwhyallthelittlechildrenlookedsowhiteandtired;

hedidnotknowthathewasinahospital。

Butbeforehecouldwonderanymorehisbreathwasquitetakenawaybytheshoutthoselittlewhitechildrengave。

"Oh!oh!m—m!m—m!"theycried。

"Howpretty!Howbeautiful!Oh,isn’titlovely!"

Heknewtheymustmeanhim,foralltheirshiningeyeswerelookingstraightathim。Hestoodasstraightasamast,andquiveredineveryneedle,forjoy。Presentlyonelittleweakchild—voicecalledout,——

"It’sthenicestChristmastreeIeversaw!"

Andthen,atlast,theLittleFirTreeknewwhathewas;hewasaChristmastree!Andfromhisshinyheadtohisfeethewasglad,throughandthrough,becausehewasjustlittleenoughtobethenicestkindoftreeintheworld!

HOWMOSESWASSAVED

Thousandsofyearsago,manyyearsbeforeDavidlived,therewasaverywiseandgoodmanofhispeoplewhowasafriendandadviserofthekingofEgypt。

Andforloveofthisfriend,thekingofEgypthadletnumbersoftheIsraelitessettleinhisland。ButafterthekingandhisIsraelitishfriendweredead,therewasanewking,whohatedtheIsraelites。Whenhesawhowstrongtheywere,andhowmanytherewereofthem,hebegantobeafraidthatsomedaytheymightnumbermorethantheEgyptians,andmighttakehislandfromhim。

Thenheandhisrulersdidawickedthing。TheymadetheIsraelitesslaves。

Andtheygavethemterribletaskstodo,withoutproperrest,orfood,orclothes。

FortheyhopedthatthehardshipwouldkillofftheIsraelites。Theythoughttheoldmenwoulddieandtheyoungmenbesoillandwearythattheycouldnotbringupfamilies,andsotheracewouldvanishaway。

Butinspiteoftheworkandsuffering,theIsraelitesremainedstrong,andmoreandmoreboysgrewup,tomakethekingafraid。

Thenhedidthewickedestthingofall。

HeorderedhissoldierstokilleveryboybabythatshouldbeborninanIsraelitishfamily;hedidnotcareaboutthegirls,becausetheycouldnotgrowuptofight。

Verysoonafterthisevilorder,aboybabywasborninacertainIsraelitishfamily。Whenhismotherfirstlookedathimherheartwasnearlybroken,forhewasevenmorebeautifulthanmostbabiesare,——sostrongandfairandsweet。Buthewasaboy!Howcouldshesavehimfromdeath?

Somehow,shecontrivedtokeephimhiddenforthreewholemonths。Butattheendofthattime,shesawthatitwasnotgoingtobepossibletokeephimsafeanylonger。Shehadbeenthinkingallthistimeaboutwhatsheshoulddo,andnowshecarriedoutherplan。

First,shetookabasketmadeofbulrushesanddaubeditalloverwithpitchsothatitwaswater—tight,andthenshelaidthebabyinit;thenshecarriedittotheedgeoftheriverandlaiditintheflagsbytheriver’sbrink。Itdidnotshowatall,unlessonewerequitenearit。Thenshekissedherlittlesonandlefthimthere。

Buthissisterstoodfaroff,notseemingtowatch,butreallywatchingcarefullytoseewhatwouldhappentothebaby。

Soontherewasthesoundoftalkandlaughter,andatrainofbeautifulwomencamedowntothewater’sedge。Itwastheking’sdaughter,comedowntobatheintheriver,withhermaidens。Themaidenswalkedalongbytheriver’sside。

Astheking’sdaughtercameneartothewater,shesawthestrangelittlebasketlyingintheflags,andshesenthermaidtobringittoher。Andwhenshehadopenedit,shesawthechild;thepoorbabywascrying。Whenshesawhim,sohelplessandsobeautiful,cryingforhismother,theking’sdaughterpitiedhimandlovedhim。Sheknewthecruelorderofherfather,andshesaidatonce,"ThisisoneoftheHebrews’children。"

Atthatmomentthebaby’ssistercametotheprincessandsaid,"ShallIgoandfindtheeanursefromtheHebrewwomen,sothatshemaynursethechildforthee?"

Notaworddidshesayaboutwhosechilditwas,butperhapstheprincessguessed;

Idon’tknow。Atallevents,shetoldthelittlegirltogo。

Sothemaidenwent,andbroughthermother!

Thentheking’sdaughtersaidtothebaby’smother,"Takethischildawayandnurseitforme,andIwillgivetheewages。"

Wasnotthatastrangething?Andcanyouthinkhowhappythebaby’smotherwas?Fornowthebabywouldbeknownonlyastheprincess’sadoptedchild,andwouldbesafe。

Anditwasso。Themotherkepthimuntilhewasoldenoughtobetakentotheprincess’spalace。Thenhewasbroughtandgiventotheking’sdaughter,andhebecameherson。AndshenamedhimMoses。

Butthestrangestpartofthewholestoryis,thatwhenMosesgrewtobeamanhebecamesostrongandwisethatitwashewhoatlastsavedhispeoplefromthekingandconqueredtheEgyptians。Theonechildsavedbytheking’sowndaughterwastheveryonethekingwouldmosthavewantedtokill,ifhehadknown。

THETENFAIRIES[1]

[1]AdaptedfromthefactsgivenintheGermanofDieZehn{Feeen?},byH。A。Guerber。

Onceuponatimetherewasadearlittlegirl,whosenamewasElsa。Elsa’sfatherandmotherworkedveryhardandbecamerich。ButtheylovedElsasomuchthattheydidnotliketohaveherdoanywork;

veryfoolishly,theyletherplayallthetime。SowhenElsagrewup,shedidnotknowhowtodoanything;shecouldnotmakebread,shecouldnotsweeparoom,shecouldnotsewaseam;shecouldonlylaughandsing。Butshewassosweetandmerrythateverybodylovedher。Andbyandby,shemarriedoneofthepeoplewholovedher,andhadahouseofherowntotakecareof。

Then,then,mydears,camehardtimesforElsa!Thereweresomanythingstobedoneinthehouse,andshedidnotknowhowtodoanyofthem!Andbecauseshehadneverworkedatallitmadeherverytiredeventotry;shewastiredbeforethemorningwasover,everyday。Themaidwouldcomeandsay,"HowshallI

dothis?"or"HowshallIdothat?"

AndElsawouldhavetosay,"Idon’tknow。"Thenthemaidwouldpretendthatshedidnotknow,either;andwhenshesawhermistresssittingaboutdoingnothing,she,too,satabout,idle。

Elsa’shusbandhadahardtimeofit;

hedidnothavegoodthingstoeat,andtheywerenotreadyattherighttime,andthehouselookedallinaclutter。Itmadehimsad,andthatmadeElsasad,forshewantedtodoeverythingjustright。

Atlast,oneday,Elsa’shusbandwentawayquitecross;hesaidtoher,ashewentoutthedoor,"Itisnowonderthatthehouselooksso,whenyousitalldaywithyourhandsinyourlap!"

LittleElsacriedbitterlywhenhewasgone,forshedidnotwanttomakeherhusbandunhappyandcross,andshewantedthehousetolooknice。"Oh,dear,"

shesobbed,"IwishIcoulddothingsright!IwishIcouldwork!Iwish——I

wishIhadtengoodfairiestoworkforme!

ThenIcouldkeepthehouse!"

Asshesaidthewords,agreatgraymanstoodbeforeher;hewaswrappedinastrangegraycloakthatcoveredhimfromheadtofoot;andhesmiledatElsa。

"Whatisthematter,dear?"hesaid。"Whydoyoucry?"

"Oh,IamcryingbecauseIdonotknowhowtokeepthehouse,"saidElsa。"I

cannotmakebread,Icannotsweep,I

cannotsewaseam;whenIwasalittlegirlIneverlearnedtowork,andnowI

cannotdoanythingright。IwishIhadtengoodfairiestohelpme!"

"Youshallhavethem,dear,"saidthegrayman,andheshookhisstrangegraycloak。Pouf!Outhoppedtentinyfairies,nobiggerthanthat!

"Theseshallbeyourservants,Elsa,"

saidthegrayman;"theyarefaithfulandclever,andtheywilldoeverythingyouwantthemto,justright。Buttheneighborsmightstareandaskquestionsiftheysawtheselittlechapsrunningaboutyourhouse,soIwillhidethemawayforyou。Givemeyourlittleuselesshands。"

Wondering,Elsastretchedoutherpretty,little,whitehands。

"Nowstretchoutyourlittleuselessfingers,dear!"

Elsastretchedoutherprettypinkfingers。

Thegraymantouchedeachoneofthetenlittlefingers,andashetouchedthemhesaidtheirnames:"LittleThumb;Fore—

finger;Thimble—finger;Ring—finger;

LittleFinger;LittleThumb;Forefinger;

Thimble—finger;Ring—finger;LittleFinger!"

Andashenamedthefingers,oneafteranother,thetinyfairiesbowedtheirtinyheads;therewasafairyforeveryname。

"Hop!hideyourselvesaway!"saidthegrayman。

Hop,hop!ThefairiessprangtoElsa’sknee,thentothepalmsofherhands,andthen—whisk!theywereallhiddenawayinherlittlepinkfingers,afairyineveryfinger!Andthegraymanwasgone。

Elsasatandlookedwithwonderatherlittlewhitehandsandthetenuselessfingers。Butsuddenlythelittlefingersbegantostir。Thetinyfairieswhowerehiddenawaythereweren’tusedtostayingstill,andtheyweregettingrestless。

TheystirredsothatElsajumpedupandrantothecookingtable,andtookholdofthebreadboard。Nosoonerhadshetouchedthebreadboardthanthelittlefairiesbegantowork:theymeasuredtheflour,mixedthebread,kneadedtheloaves,andsetthemtorise,quickerthanyoucouldwink;andwhenthebreadwasdone,itwasthenicestyoucouldwish。Thenthelittlefairy—fingersseizedthebroom,andinatwinklingtheyweremakingthehouseclean。Andsoitwent,allday。Elsaflewaboutfromonethingtoanother,andthetenfairiesdiditall,justright。

Whenthemaidsawhermistressworking,shebegantowork,too;andwhenshesawhowbeautifullyeverythingwasdone,shewasashamedtodoanythingbadlyherself。Inalittlewhilethehouseworkwasgoingsmoothly,andElsacouldlaughandsingagain。

Therewasnomorecrossnessinthathouse。Elsa’shusbandgrewsoproudofherthathewentaboutsayingtoeverybody,"Mygrandmotherwasafinehousekeeper,andmymotherwasafinehousekeeper,butneitherofthemcouldholdacandletomywife。Shehasonlyonemaid,but,toseetheworkdone,youwouldthinkshehadasmanyservantsasshehasfingersonherhands!"

WhenElsaheardthat,sheusedtolaugh,butshenever,nevertold。

THEELVESANDTHESHOEMAKER

Onceuponatimetherewasanhonestshoemaker,whowasverypoor。Heworkedashardashecould,andstillhecouldnotearnenoughtokeephimselfandhiswife。

Atlasttherecameadaywhenhehadnothingleftbutonepieceofleather,bigenoughtomakeonepairofshoes。Hecutouttheshoes,readytostitch,andleftthemonthebench;thenhesaidhisprayersandwenttobed,trustingthathecouldfinishtheshoesonthenextdayandsellthem。

Brightandearlythenextmorning,heroseandwenttohiswork—bench。Therelayapairofshoes,beautifullymade,andtheleatherwasgone!Therewasnosignofanyone’shavingbeenthere。Theshoemakerandhiswifedidnotknowwhattomakeofit。Butthefirstcustomerwhocamewassopleasedwiththebeautifulshoesthatheboughtthem,andpaidsomuchthattheshoemakerwasabletobuyleatherenoughfortwopairs。

Happily,hecutthemout,andthen,asitwaslate,heleftthepiecesonthebench,readytosewinthemorning。Butwhenmorningcame,twopairsofshoeslayonthebench,mostbeautifullymade,andnosignofanyonewhohadbeenthere。Theshoemakerandhiswifewerequiteataloss。

Thatdayacustomercameandboughtbothpairs,andpaidsomuchforthemthattheshoemakerboughtleatherforfourpairs,withthemoney。

Oncemorehecutouttheshoesandleftthemonthebench。Andinthemorningallfourpairsweremade。

Itwentonlikethisuntiltheshoemakerandhiswifewereprosperouspeople。Buttheycouldnotbesatisfiedtohavesomuchdoneforthemandnotknowtowhomtheyshouldbegrateful。Soonenight,aftertheshoemakerhadleftthepiecesofleatheronthebench,heandhiswifehidthemselvesbehindacurtain,andleftalightintheroom。

Justastheclockstrucktwelvethedooropenedsoftly,andtwotinyelvescamedancingintotheroom,hoppedontothebench,andbegantoputthepiecestogether。Theywerequitenaked,buttheyhadweelittlescissorsandhammersandthread。Tap!tap!wentthelittlehammers;

stitch,stitch,wentthethread,andthelittleelveswerehardatwork。Nooneeverworkedsofastasthey。Inalmostnotimealltheshoeswerestitchedandfinished。Thenthetinyelvestookholdofeachother’shandsanddancedroundtheshoesonthebench,tilltheshoemakerandhiswifehadhardworknottolaughaloud。

Butastheclockstrucktwo,thelittlecreatureswhiskedawayoutofthewindow,andlefttheroomallasitwasbefore。

Theshoemakerandhiswifelookedateachother,andsaid,"Howcanwethankthelittleelveswhohavemadeushappyandprosperous?"

"Ishouldliketomakethemsomeprettyclothes,"saidthewife,"theyarequitenaked。"

"Iwillmaketheshoesifyouwillmakethecoats,"saidherhusband。

Thatverydaytheysetaboutit。Thewifecutouttwotiny,tinycoatsofgreen,twoweeny,weenywaistcoatsofyellow,twolittlepairsoftrousers,ofwhite,twobitsofcaps,brightred(foreveryoneknowstheelveslovebrightcolors),andherhusbandmadetwolittlepairsofshoeswithlong,pointedtoes。Theymadetheweeclothesasdaintyascouldbe,withnicelittlestitchesandprettybuttons;andbyChristmastime,theywerefinished。

OnChristmaseve,theshoemakercleanedhisbench,andonit,insteadofleather,helaidthetwosetsofgaylittlefairy—

clothes。Thenheandhiswifehidawayasbefore,towatch。

Promptlyatmidnight,thelittlenakedelvescamein。Theyhoppeduponthebench;butwhentheysawthelittleclothesthere,theylaughedanddancedforjoy。

Eachonecaughtuphislittlecoatandthingsandbegantoputthemon。Thentheylookedateachotherandmadeallkindsoffunnymotionsintheirdelight。

Atlasttheybegantodance,andwhentheclockstrucktwo,theydancedquiteaway,outofthewindow。

Theynevercamebackanymore,butfromthatdaytheygavetheshoemakerandhiswifegoodluck,sothattheyneverneededanymorehelp。

WHOKILLEDTHEOTTER’SBABIES[1]?

[1]AdaptedfromthestoryastoldinFablesandFolkTalesFromanEasternForest,byWalterSkeat。

OncetheOttercametotheMouse—deerandsaid,"FriendMouse—deer,willyoupleasetakecareofmybabieswhileIgototheriver,tocatchfish?"

"Certainly,"saidtheMouse—deer,"goalong。"

ButwhentheOttercamebackfromtheriver,withastringoffish,hefoundhisbabiescrushedflat。

"Whatdoesthismean,FriendMouse—

deer?"hesaid。"Whokilledmychildrenwhileyouweretakingcareofthem?"

"Iamverysorry,"saidtheMouse—deer,"butyouknowIamChiefDanceroftheWar—dance,andtheWoodpeckercameandsoundedthewar—gong,soIdanced。

Iforgotyourchildren,andtrodonthem。"

"IshallgotoKingSolomon,"saidtheOtter,"andyoushallbepunished。"

SoontheMouse—deerwascalledbeforeKingSolomon。

"DidyoukilltheOtter’sbabies?"saidtheking。

"Yes,yourMajesty,"saidtheMouse—

deer,"butIdidnotmeanto。"

"Howdidithappen?"saidtheking。

"YourMajestyknows,"saidtheMouse—

deer,"thatIamChiefDanceroftheWar—dance。TheWoodpeckercameandsoundedthewar—gong,andIhadtodance;

andasIdancedItrodontheOtter’schildren。"

"SendfortheWoodpecker,"saidKingSolomon。AndwhentheWoodpeckercame,hesaidtohim,"Wasityouwhosoundedthewar—gong?"

"Yes,yourMajesty,"saidtheWoodpecker,"butIhadto。"

"Why?"saidtheking。

"YourMajestyknows,"saidtheWoodpecker,"thatIamChiefBeateroftheWar—gong,andIsoundedthegongbecauseIsawtheGreatLizardwearinghissword。"

"SendfortheGreatLizard,"saidKingSolomon。WhentheGreatLizardcame,heaskedhim,"Wasityouwhowerewearingyoursword?"

"Yes,yourMajesty,"saidtheGreatLizard;"butIhadto。"

"Why?"saidtheking。

"YourMajestyknows,"saidtheGreatLizard,"thatIamChiefProtectoroftheSword。IworemyswordbecausetheTortoisecamewearinghiscoatofmail。"

SotheTortoisewassentfor。

"Whydidyouwearyourcoatofmail?"

saidtheking。

"Iputiton,yourMajesty,"saidtheTortoise,"becauseIsawtheKing—crabtrailinghisthree—edgedpike。"

ThentheKing—crabwassentfor。

"Whywereyoutrailingyourthree—

edgedpike?"saidKingSolomon。

"Because,yourMajesty,"saidtheKingerab,"IsawthattheCrayfishhadshoulderedhislance。"

ImmediatelytheCrayfishwassentfor。

"Whydidyoushoulderyourlance?"

saidtheking。

"Because,yourMajesty,"saidtheCrayfish,"IsawtheOttercomingdowntotherivertokillmychildren。"

"Oh,"saidKingSolomon,"ifthatisthecase,theOtterkilledtheOtter’schildren。

AndtheMouse—deercannotbeheld,bythelawoftheland!"

EARLY[1]

[1]FromThesingingLeaves,byJosephinePrestonPeabody(Houghton,MifflinandCo。)。

IliketolieandwaittoseeMymotherbraidherhair。

Itisaslongasitcanbe,Andyetshedoesn’tcare。

Ilovemymother’shair。

Andthenthewayherfingersgo;

Theylooksoquickandwhite,——

Inandout,andtoandfro,Andbraidinginthelight,Anditisalwaysright。

Sothenshewindsit,shinybrown,Aroundherheadintoacrown,Justlikethedaybefore。

Andthenshelooksandpatsitdown,Andlooksaminutemore;

WhileIstayhereallstillandcool。

Oh,isn’tmorningbeautiful?

THEBRAHMIN,THETIGER,ANDTHEJACKAL

DoyouknowwhataBrahminis?A

BrahminisaverygoodandgentlekindofmanwholivesinIndia,andwhotreatsallthebeastsasiftheywerehisbrothers。

ThereisagreatdealmoretoknowaboutBrahmins,butthatisenoughforthestory。

OnedayaBrahminwaswalkingalongacountryroadwhenhecameuponaTiger,shutupinastrongironcage。Thevillagershadcaughthimandshuthimupthereforhiswickedness。

"Oh,BrotherBrahmin,BrotherBrahmin,"

saidtheTiger,"pleaseletmeout,togetalittledrink!Iamsothirsty,andthereisnowaterhere。"

"ButBrotherTiger,"saidtheBrahmin,"youknowifIshouldletyouout,youwouldspringonmeandeatmeup。"

"Never,BrotherBrahmin!"saidtheTiger。"NeverintheworldwouldIdosuchanungratefulthing!Justletmeoutalittleminute,togetalittle,littledrinkofwater,BrotherBrahmin!"

SotheBrahminunlockedthedoorandlettheTigerout。ThemomenthewasouthesprangontheBrahmin,andwasabouttoeathimup。

"But,BrotherTiger,"saidtheBrahmin,"youpromisedyouwouldnot。Itisnotfairorjustthatyoushouldeatme,whenIsetyoufree。"

"Itisperfectlyrightandjust,"saidtheTiger,"andIshalleatyouup。"

However,theBrahminarguedsohardthatatlasttheTigeragreedtowaitandaskthefirstfivewhomtheyshouldmeet,whetheritwasfairforhimtoeattheBrahmin,andtoabidebytheirdecision。

Thefirstthingtheycameto,toask,wasanoldBanyanTree,bythewayside。

(Abanyantreeisakindoffruittree。)

"BrotherBanyan,"saidtheBrahmin,eagerly,"doesitseemtoyourightorjustthatthisTigershouldeatme,whenIsethimfreefromhiscage?"

TheBanyanTreelookeddownatthemandspokeinatiredvoice。

"Inthesummer,"hesaid,"whenthesunishot,mencomeandsitinthecoolofmyshadeandrefreshthemselveswiththefruitofmybranches。Butwheneveningfalls,andtheyarerested,theybreakmytwigsandscattermyleaves,andstonemyboughsformorefruit。Menareanungratefulrace。LettheTigereattheBrahmin。"

TheTigersprangtoeattheBrahmin,buttheBrahminsaid,——

"Wait,wait;wehaveaskedonlyone。

Wehavestillfourtoask。"

PresentlytheycametoaplacewhereanoldBullockwaslyingbytheroad。TheBrahminwentuptohimandsaid,——

"BrotherBullock,oh,BrotherBullock,doesitseemtoyouafairthingthatthisTigershouldeatmeup,afterIhavejustfreedhimfromacage?"

TheBullocklookedup,andansweredinadeep,grumblingvoice,——

"WhenIwasyoungandstrongmymasterusedmehard,andIservedhimwell。Icarriedheavyloadsandcarriedthemfar。NowthatIamoldandweakandcannotwork,heleavesmewithoutfoodorwater,todiebythewayside。Menareathanklesslot。LettheTigereattheBrahmin。"

TheTigersprang,buttheBrahminspokeveryquickly:——

"Oh,butthisisonlythesecond,BrotherTiger;youpromisedtoaskfive。"

TheTigergrumbledagooddeal,butatlasthewentonagainwiththeBrahmin。

AndafteratimetheysawanEagle,highoverhead。TheBrahmincalleduptohimimploringly,——

"Oh,BrotherEagle,BrotherEagle!

TellusifitseemstoyoufairthatthisTigershouldeatmeup,whenIhavejustsavedhimfromafrightfulcage?"

TheEaglesoaredslowlyoverheadamoment,thenhecamelower,andspokeinathin,clearvoice。

"Ilivehighintheair,"hesaid,"andI

donomananyharm。Yetasoftenastheyfindmyeyrie,menstonemyyoungandrobmynestandshootatmewitharrows。

Menareacruelbreed。LettheTigereattheBrahmin!"

TheTigersprangupontheBrahmin,toeathimup;andthistimetheBrahminhadveryhardworktopersuadehimtowait。Atlasthedidpersuadehim,however,andtheywalkedontogether。AndinalittlewhiletheysawanoldAlligator,lyinghalfburiedinmudandslime,attheriver’sedge。

"BrotherAlligator,oh,BrotherAlligator!"

saidtheBrahmin,"doesitseematallrightorfairtoyouthatthisTigershouldeatmeup,whenIhavejustnowlethimoutofacage?"

TheoldAlligatorturnedinthemud,andgrunted,andsnorted;thenhesaid,"Iliehereinthemudallday,asharmlessasapigeon;Ihuntnoman,yeteverytimeamanseesme,hethrowsstonesatme,andpokesmewithsharpsticks,andjeersatme。Menareaworthlesslot。LettheTigereattheBrahmin!"

AtthistheTigerwasboundtoeattheBrahminatonce。ThepoorBrahminhadtoremindhim,againandagain,thattheyhadaskedonlyfour。

"Waittillwe’veaskedonemore!Waituntilweseeafifth!"hebegged。

Finally,theTigerwalkedonwithhim。

Afteratime,theymetthelittleJackal,cominggaylydowntheroadtowardthem。

"Oh,BrotherJackal,dearBrotherJackal,"saidtheBrahmin,"giveusyouropinion!DoyouthinkitrightorfairthatthisTigershouldeatme,whenIsethimfreefromaterriblecage?"

"Begpardon?"saidthelittleJackal。

"Isaid,"saidtheBrahmin,raisinghisvoice,"doyouthinkitisfairthattheTigershouldeatme,whenIsethimfreefromhiscage?"

"Cage?"saidthelittleJackal,vacantly。

"Yes,yes,hiscage,"saidtheBrahmin。

"Wewantyouropinion。Doyouthink——"

"Oh,"saidthelittleJackal,"youwantmyopinion?ThenmayIbegyoutospeakalittlemoreloudly,andmakethematterquiteclear?Iamalittleslowofunderstanding。Nowwhatwasit?"

"Doyouthink,"saidtheBrahmin,"itisrightforthisTigertoeatme,whenI

sethimfreefromhiscage?"

"Whatcage?"saidthelittleJackal。

"Why,thecagehewasin,"saidtheBrahmin。"Yousee——"

"ButIdon’taltogetherunderstand,"

saidthelittleJackal,"You`sethimfree,’

yousay?"

"Yes,yes,yes!"saidtheBrahmin。

"Itwasthisway:Iwaswalkingalong,andIsawtheTiger——"

"Oh,dear,dear!"interruptedthelittleJackal;"Inevercanseethroughit,ifyougoonlikethat,withalongstory。Ifyoureallywantmyopinionyoumustmakethematterclear。Whatsortofcagewasit?"

"Why,abig,ordinarycage,anironcage,"saidtheBrahmin。

"Thatgivesmenoideaatall,"saidthelittleJackal。"Seehere,myfriends,ifwearetogetonwiththismatteryou’dbestshowmethespot。ThenIcanunderstandinajiffy。Showmethecage。"

SotheBrahmin,theTiger,andthelittleJackalwalkedbacktogethertothespotwherethecagewas。

"Now,letusunderstandthesituation,"

saidthelittleJackal。"Brahmin,wherewereyou?"

"Istoodherebytheroadside,"saidtheBrahmin。

"Tiger,wherewereyou?"saidthelittleJackal。

"Why,inthecage,ofcourse,"roaredtheTiger。

"Oh,Ibegyourpardon,FatherTiger,"

saidthelittleJackal,"IreallyamSOstupid;

IcannotQUITEunderstandwhathappened。

Ifyouwillhavealittlepatience,——HOW

wereyouinthecage?Whatpositionwereyouin?"

"Istoodhere,"saidtheTiger,leapingintothecage,"withmyheadovermyshoulder,so。"

"Oh,thankyou,thankyou,"saidthelittleJackal,"thatmakesitMUCHclearer;

butIstilldon’tQUITEunderstand——forgivemyslowmind——whydidyounotcomeout,byyourself?"

"Can’tyouseethatthedoorshutmein?"saidtheTiger。

"Oh,Idobegyourpardon,"saidthelittleJackal。"IknowIamveryslow;I

canneverunderstandthingswellunlessI

seejusthowtheywereifyoucouldshowmenowexactlyhowthatdoorworksIamsureIcouldunderstand。Howdoesitshut?"

"Itshutslikethis,"saidtheBrahmin,pushingitto。

"Yes;butIdon’tseeanylock,"saidthelittleJackal,"doesitlockontheoutside?"

"Itlockslikethis,"saidtheBrahmin。

Andheshutandboltedthedoor!

"Oh,doesit,indeed?"saidthelittleJackal。"Doesit,INDEED!Well,BrotherBrahmin,nowthatitislocked,Ishouldadviseyoutoletitstaylocked!Asforyou,myfriend,"hesaidtotheTiger,"I

thinkyouwillwaitagoodwhilebeforeyou’llfindanyonetoletyououtagain!

ThenhemadeaverylowbowtotheBrahmin。

"Good—by,Brother,"hesaid。"Yourwayliesthatway,andmineliesthis;

good—by!"

THELITTLEJACKALANDTHECAMEL

AllthesestoriesaboutthelittleJackalthatIhavetoldyou,showhowcleverthelittleJackalwas。Butyouknow——ifyoudon’t,youwillwhenyouaregrownup——

thatnomatterhowcleveryouare,soonerorlateryousurelymeetsomeonewhoiscleverer。Itisalwayssoinlife。AnditwassowiththelittleJackal。Thisiswhathappened。

ThelittleJackalwas,asyouknow,exceedinglyfondofshell—fish,especiallyofrivercrabs。Nowtherecameatimewhenhehadeatenallthecrabstobefoundonhisownsideoftheriver。Heknewtheremustbeplentyontheotherside,ifhecouldonlygettothem,buthecouldnotswim。

Onedayhethoughtofaplan。HewenttohisfriendtheCamel,andsaid,——

"FriendCamel,Iknowaspotwherethesugar—canegrowsthick;I’llshowyoutheway,ifyouwilltakemethere。"

"IndeedIwill,"saidtheCamel,whowasveryfondofsugar—cane。"Whereisit?"

"Itisontheothersideoftheriver,"

saidthelittleJackal;"butwecanmanageitnicely,ifyouwilltakemeonyourbackandswimover。"

TheCamelwasperfectlywilling,sothelittleJackaljumpedonhisback,andtheCamelswamacrosstheriver,carryinghim。

Whentheyweresafelyover,thelittleJackaljumpeddownandshowedtheCamelthesugar—canefield;thenheranswiftlyalongtheriverbank,tohuntforcrabs;

theCamelbegantoeatsugar—cane。Heatehappily,andnoticednothingaroundhim。

Now,youknow,aCamelisverybig,andaJackalisverylittle。Consequently,thelittleJackalhadeatenhisfillbythetimetheCamelhadbarelytakenamouthful。

ThelittleJackalhadnomindtowaitforhisslowfriend;hewantedtobeoffhomeagain,abouthisbusiness。Soheranroundandroundthesugar—canefield,andasheranhesangandshouted,andmadeagreathullabaloo。

Ofcourse,thevillagersheardhimatonce。

"ThereisaJackalinthesugar—cane,"

theysaid;"hewilldigholesanddestroytheroots;wemustgodownanddrivehimout。"Sotheycamedown,withsticksandstones。Whentheygotthere,therewasnoJackaltobeseen;buttheysawthegreatCamel,eatingawayatthejuicysugar—

cane。Theyranathimandbeathim,andstonedhim,anddrovehimawayhalfdead。

Whentheyhadgone,leavingthepoorCamelhalfkilled,thelittleJackalcamedancingbackfromsomewhereorother。

"Ithinkit’stimetogohome,now,"hesaid;"don’tyou?"

"Well,youAREaprettyfriend!"saidtheCamel。"Theideaofyourmakingsuchanoise,withyourshoutingandsinging!

Youbroughtthisuponme。Whatintheworldmadeyoudoit?Whydidyoushoutandsing?"

"Oh,Idon’tknowWHY,"saidthelittleJackal,——"Ialwayssingafterdinner!"

"So?"saidtheCamel,"Ah,verywell,letusgohomenow。"

HetookthelittleJackalkindlyonhisbackandstartedintothewater。Whenhebegantoswimheswamouttowheretheriverwastheverydeepest。Therehestopped,andsaid,——

"Oh,Jackal!"

"Yes,"saidthelittleJackal。

"Ihavethestrangestfeeling,"saidtheCamel,——"IfeelasifImustrollover。"

"`Rollover’!"criedtheJackal。"Mygoodness,don’tdothat!Ifyoudothat,you’lldrownme!Whatintheworldmakesyouwanttodosuchacrazything?Whyshouldyouwanttorollover?"

"Oh,Idon’tknowWHY,"saidtheCamelslowly,"butIalwaysrolloverafterdinner!"

Soherolledover。

AndthelittleJackalwasdrowned,forhissins,buttheCamelcamesafelyhome。

THEGULLSOFSALTLAKE

ThestoryIamgoingtotellyouisaboutsomethingthatreallyhappened,manyyearsago,whenmostofthemothersandfathersofthechildrenherewerenotborn,themselves。Atthattime,nearlyallthepeopleintheUnitedStateslivedbetweentheAtlanticOceanandtheMississippiRiver。Beyondwereplains,reachingtothefootofthemightyRockyMountains,whereIndiansandwildbeastsroamed。Theonlywhitementherewereafewhuntersandtrappers。

Oneyearabravelittlecompanyofpeopletraveledacrosstheplainsinbigcoveredwagonswithmanyhorses,andfinallysucceededinclimbingtothetopofthegreatRockiesanddownagainintoavalleyintheverymidstofthemountains。Itwasavalleyofbrown,bare,desertsoil,inaclimatewherealmostnorainfalls;

butthesnowsonthemountain—topssentdownlittlestreamsofpurewater,thewindsweregentle,andlyinglikeabluejewelatthefootofthewesternhillswasamarvelouslakeofsaltwater,——aninlandsea。

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