&&000  BUSY WORLD by M. B. Quinlan                   ALL9503R.ASC
Allyn & Bacon 3rd grade basic reader
Source: Center for Research Libraries, Chicago  12/94 by DPH


&&111 When the air cools it cannot hold all
the vapor it has sucked up and some of it
is squeezed out as rain. If the drops of
vapor pass through a layer of cool air,
the drops freeze and fall to the earth
below as sleet.
But when the temperature is below
freezing, the vapor in the air does not
change into drops of rain or tiny pieces of
sleet. It freezes and falls to the earth as
snow like the soft, fluffy snowflakes you
see outside the window.
=Mother told me to carry my umbrella
and to wear my raincoat and boots, said
=Mary. The =Weather =Man predicted rain
or unsettled weather today.
What does predict mean? asked =Bob.
Predict means to forecast, or to tell
beforehand, what the weather will be,
answered Miss =Mason. The =Weather
=Man studies charts the temperature,
clouds, wind, and other things. From his
study he forecasts sunshine, rain, sleet,
snow, or unsettled weather. By unsettled
weather he might mean 
=Sunshine, rain, sleet, and snow, all in 
few minutes, said =Rosa =Maria.
Yes, =Rosa =Maria, laughed her teacher,
that is certainly unsettled weather.
Father told us a fairy story about the
=Weather =Man and his two motherless
children, said =Billy.
Fine, said Miss =Mason. Suppose you
tell your story during our language lesson
tomorrow.

Yes, said =Daniel. We can trust
=Chee-wee. You may go, and my prayers
will be with you.
So, early the next morning =Dan and
=Chee-wee set out on their long, dangerous
journey. They saw many =Indians along
the road those first days, but not one of
the =Indians tried to do harm to the two
young boys.
One day at noon =Dan and =Chee-wee
stopped by a mountain stream to eat
their lunch. Dan's attention was attracted
by something moving behind some brush.
The boys jumped to their feet as three big
=Indians with bows and arrows stepped
from behind the brush.
Before =Dan could say a word =Chee-wee
walked over to the =Indians and began to
talk a language =Dan did not understand.
Then =Chee-wee came back, gathered
up all the food that was left from their
lunch, and handed it to the =Indians.
The youngest =Indian pointed to a red
jacket =Dan was wearing.
=Ugh, he said, pointing to =Dan, then
to himself. Quickly =Dan took off the warm
red jacket and handed it to the =Indian.
=Ugh, said the big =Indian, and the three
turned to go into the woods.
Dan was so frightened he sat down;
but =Chee-wee lifted him by the hand and
said, =Come. No afraid now. Friends.

The room was all dressed in white
white fluffy window curtains, white bed
curtains, white walls with pink and yellow
tulips here and there.
There was a washstand near the bed
with soap, brushes, and several big white
towels. There was a large bath filled
with clean fresh water.
Must be a very dirty person to need
all this soap and so many big towels,
thought =Tom.
On the wall by the washstand was a
chart with pictures of soap, brushes and
towels, and a little girl brushing her teeth.
=Tom, of course, had never brushed his own
teeth; so he thought it a very queer picture.
There was some writing on the chart, but
you must remember poor =Tom could not
read.
Looking toward the bed, =Tom jerked back
in surprise. There, sound asleep, was the
most beautiful little girl he had ever seen.
Are all people white like that when
they are washed? thought =Tom.
He looked at his own black hands and
tried to rub off the soot. He rubbed and
he rubbed, but the soot did not come off.
Looking around, =Tom saw an ugly, black,
ragged boy with small, red eyes and great
white teeth.
Who are you? he asked. What can
such a dirty, ragged thing as you want in
this clean room?

The girls and Miss =Mason went to the
sixth floor. A clerk sold them ten yards
of material at twenty cents a yard.
Ten yards of material, said =Polly as
she watched the clerk measure the cloth.
Isn't that too much?
No, answered Miss =Mason. You
remember we measured the windows and
found we needed ten yards of material.
Yes, said =Polly, but this looks like so
very, very much.
Indeed it does, laughed the clerk, as
Miss =Mason handed her two new one
dollar bills.
The next day Miss =Mason and the girls
cut and made the new curtains.
What do you suppose the boys were
doing at this time?
They were busy, too. They were very
busy building and painting a new house for
their pet rabbit.
Hammer, nail, saw! Yes indeed, the
boys were as eager as the girls to have
their schoolroom bright and fresh when
=Rosa =Maria =Nicholas arrived from =Mexico
=City.

Several of the children remembered that
the song was in their second grade reader,
 =Faces and =Places. =Jack and =Betty took
some of the readers from the library
shelves, and they all began to sing.
Soon teacher and pupils were singing:

Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where never is heard
A discouraging word,
And the sky is not cloudy all day.
Perhaps you would like to sing =Home
on the =Range, as the third grade children
did in their schoolroom that day.
Perhaps you would like to sing some of
the other second grade songs again, too
=Close of =Day, =Rumble, =Rumble, =School
=Days, and =Faces and =Places.

Flip climbed through the window of the
car and then began sniff sniffing about.
Now the smell seemed to come from the
back seat. Flip started to climb over the
seat when right behind he heard a loud
honk, honk.
Oh dear, how =Flip did jump! As he
jumped, his long tail hit the wheel of the
car. Again he heard the loud honk.
Goodness! said little =Flip to himself.
This is certainly no place for me.
He jumped out of the car window and
scampered up the tall tree to his little
sister, =Flop.
Flip was just in time, for that very minute
two men, some women, and several children
came walking down the road. They were
all laughing, talking, and having a great
time.
Flip and =Flop, high up in the tree, sat
very still and watched.
The children gathered sticks and the men
made a fire. The women spread some
papers on the ground. They spread some
white cloths on the papers. Next they
took several baskets from the back of the
cars. They opened the baskets and put
food on the cloths pies, cakes, cookies,
milk, fruit everything good to eat.

=Billy's =Story

=Billy saw several snakes on the plains
last summer, said =Jane. One gave him
a great fright.
Do tell us about it, =Billy, said Miss
=Lee.
There are many rattlesnakes on the
plains, said =Billy. Rattlesnakes live in
tall grass or in deep holes left by prairie
dogs or jack rabbits.
Last summer, my cousin =Joe and =I were
visiting =Cousin =Jack who lives on a ranch
in the =West.
One morning when we were riding
across the plain, =Joe's pony almost jumped
from under him. Joe looked down.
There lay a large rattlesnake. Faster
than we could think or even make a sound,
Cousin =Jack jerked out his gun and killed
the snake.
Oh my! said several girls.
Cousin =Jack got off his pony, said
=Billy. He took a long stick and showed
us a number of rattles on the snake's tail.
Weren't you frightened? asked one
of the boys.
Certainly, said =Billy. Cousin =Jack
says most animals are our friends, but we
should never try to be brave and get near
a rattlesnake.
I know now why you did not want the
big snake in =Animal =Land, said Miss =Lee.
&&000  OPEN ROADS    BY ULLIN W. LEAVELL           AMR9573R.ASC
       AMERICAN BOOK COMPANY (THE MODERN MCGUFFY READERS)
       GRADE 3      1957
Scanned by LW 

&&111

Holding onto a small
tree beside him, =Eddie
=Andrews pulled himself
a little higher. Then
he stopped and looked
back. =Randy =Peterson
was right behind him.
As the boys stood
there resting, =Eddie's
big brother =Jack called
down to them from a
spot higher up.
Hurry up, you two!
shouted =Jack. Wait
until you see what I
have found!

=Grandfather =King looked up from his
work as =Tommy came puffing up the walk.
 Sit down, =Tommy,  said =Grandfather.
 You look as if you're about to blow up! 
 I guess I did blow up a little,  =Tommy
said.  =Betty and =Ann and I are always
having blow-ups about doing the dishes. 
=Tommy dropped down on the grass and
told his grandfather what had happened.
 Maybe I should have done those dishes, 
he said as he finished.  I don't like to
fight with =Betty and =Ann. But I'm sure
I did more work today than they did. 
You and your sisters need to find a way
to work together,  said =Grandfather.  My,
I remember how my sisters and I used to
fight about the jobs we had to do! But, of
course, that was before we thought of the
=Fight-Saver. 
 What's a =Fight-saver?  asked =Tommy.

Day after day =Pablo looked for rain, but
no rain came. So day after day he went
to the village for water. Carrying water
for a family is hard. But =Pablo found it
was nothing like carrying enough water to
keep a garden growing.
At last, one morning, rain came. =Pablo
ran to the doorway with a happy heart.
 It has come just in time!  cried =Pablo.
 It has come just in time! 
Soon the garden was green again, and the
men from the village came to see it. Mr
=Armas was with them. He smiled when he
saw the fine melons.
 =Pablo,  he said,  would you like to try
racing the spotted pony? 


=Kim hadn't thought about other people
who had come to this country looking for
a home. Only about himself. They had to
fight for everything, but they gave thanks
to =God and were happy to be here.
He had much more than they had, good
warm clothes, all he could eat. Why, he
had nothing to fight but the laughing!
All at once =Kim found himself speaking.
 For the party, we could dress up like boys
and girls from other countries. Then I
could say that even now, people are still
coming to this country. And the people
who come feel a =Thanksgiving every day
in their hearts for finding a home here. 
Oh, that sounds great!  cried =David.
 We'll have the best =Thanksgiving party
this school has ever seen! 

=MaryAnn opened the paper, and this is
what it said:
=MaryAnn looked at her sister, then at
the little kitten, then at all the feathers.
And suddenly she was down on the floor,
picking up feathers as fast as she could.
 We're going to make this pillow look
as good as new,  she said.  And when I
get home, I'm going to make a beautiful
pillow cover and send it to the innkeeper. 
=Hope laughed.  I thought you said the
innkeeper was just a stranger, and that
you didn't care about him. 
Well, maybe I didn't have the right
idea about strangers,  said =MaryAnn.
 You never know when a stranger is going
to turn into a friend, do you? 

=Nathan thought about the minister's
words in the days that followed. He was
glad when =Sunday came, because he looked
forward to seeing Mr =Fields again, and
to hearing him speak.
As the =Hales rode to the meetinghouse
that morning, Mrs =Hale suddenly realized
that she had left her prayer book at home.
=Nathan jumped out of the wagon.  I'll
get it, =Mother  he said.  You go ahead.
I'll be there before the meeting starts. 
=Nathan hurried home for the prayer book
and was soon on his way again.
He was walking along quickly when the
trouble with the =Barker boys started.
Everyone knew the =Barker boys. Their
father was the only man, hereabouts, who
did not believe in the fight for liberty.
 What's your hurry, =Rebel?  called the
older brother, stepping into the road so
that =Nathan could not get by.
He grabbed =Nathan's liberty flag and
threw it to the ground.  So it's liberty
you're wanting, is it, =Rebel?  he said with
a laugh.  Well, here's what we think of
all this speech-making about liberty! 


There's no such thing as a ghost,  she
told herself.
=Alice closed her eyes for a moment, but
when she looked again, the thing was still
there.
Slowly, slowly, without turning her back
to it, she started to back away.
Then all at once she seemed to heal  
her mother saying,  When you see something
strange, go find out about it. Then you
won't be afraid of it any more. 
=Alice stopped and stood there, looking
toward the trees. Then she took a deep
breath and moved a step forward. Another
breath and another step, and slowly but
surely, she was walking toward the trees.


At last it was time for Mr =Grunch to
go home. His wife opened the door.
 Thank you,  said Mr =Grunch.
His little baby grabbed his leg.
 Thank you,  said Mr =Grunch.
His other two boys came and hugged him.
 Thank you,  said Mr =Grunch again.
Mrs =Grunch was so surprised, she just
fell into the nearest chair.
 =Whoopsie!  shouted the boys, and they
hugged Mr =Grunch all over again.
Mr =Grunch just smiled.  My new job
is better than any I have ever had,  he
said to his wife.  What do you suppose
it could be that makes the difference? 

=Kenny had just put
out all of his baskets,
the next morning, when
the first car stopped in
front of his stand.
The lady in the car
waved to =Kenny to come
to her window.  Hello! 
she said.  How are the
cherries this year? 
Fine!  said =Kenny.
 Would you like me to get you a basket? 
I hope they're as good as last year's, 
said the lady.  When I got those home, I
wished I had bought more baskets. 
=Kenny could feel his face getting red
as the lady talked on and on.
 I came back for more the next day, 
she said.  Your stand was closed, so I
bought two baskets from that other boy
down the road. My, what a difference! 
=Kenny did not know what to say, so he
didn't say anything. But the lady went
right on talking.  Well,  she said,  I'm
in a hurry this morning. Bring me two
baskets of your big cherries, will you? 


At last the day came when the two boys
were to go before the =King and his wise
man. =Erik felt so bad, he did not look up
while the wise man was talking to =Anders.
 How fine his coat looks!  said someone.
 Yes,  said the wise man.  You can see
that =Anders has thought of nothing but
himself and his coat. 
=Then he asked =Erik how the cloth of
his coat had become so torn and spotted
with mud. And as =Erik told of the things
that had happened, the wise man smiled.
 How poor his coat looks!  said someone.
 Yes, you can see, 
said the wise man,
 =Erik has thought of
others, not of himself.
Someday he will be
a fine =King. 
With shining eyes,
the =King opened his
arms to =Erik.
 My son!  he said.
 My son! 
&&000 BOBBS-MERRILL OUR GOOD NEIGHBORS           BOB9593R.ASC
AUTHORED BY William H Burton et al
Source: CRL at U Chicago 12/30/94
Analyzed 01-03-95 by DPH

&&111
After the mule had traveled a short way,
he saw a big dog beside the road, looking
tired and worried. What is the trouble?
asked the mule.
Trouble enough, replied the dog. My
owner is going to kill me just because I'm
no longer useful for hunting. He is tired
of keeping me.
Listen, said the mule, I am going to
a big city to become a musician. Suppose
that you go to the city with me to become
a musician, too.
So the mule and the dog went on together
toward the city. In a short while they met
a cat, looking tired and worried. What is
the trouble? they asked.
Trouble enough, replied the cat. My
owner is going to kill me because I'm no
longer useful for catching mice. Now she
is tired of keeping me.
Suppose that you go with us to become
a musician, said the mule.
The three poor animals, the mule, the
dog, and the cat, went on together. Shortly
they walked past a farm and saw a rooster
on a fence. The rooster had a worried look
upon his face, and was screaming with all
his might and main.
What is the trouble? asked the mule.
Why do you scream so loudly?
Trouble enough, said the rooster. The
cook is going to cut off my head.
Suppose that you go with us to become a
musician, said the mule.
So the rooster quit screaming and went
along to become a musician.

Maybe I can skate here on the beavers
pond this winter, said =Teddy.
This pond won't be large enough to use
for skating, said his uncle.
That's too bad, said =Teddy.
I know, said his uncle. Maybe we can
get the beavers to make a larger pond by
building a dam downstream.
They won't want to build two dams in
the stream, said =Teddy.
Oh, no, we'll tear out the dam here and
start another downstream, said his uncle.
Then maybe they will move downstream
and finish the dam there.
=Teddy and his uncle began to tear out the
dam and to carry it on downstream. They
started another dam where the stream was
wider, and the pond would be larger.
A few nights later they went to see what
had happened. They found that the beavers
were starting a dam in the same old place.
They did not want to move.
I guess that we'll have to tear out this
dam, too, said =Teddy.
Yes, if we keep tearing out dams here,
sooner or later the beavers may leave and
go downstream, said his uncle.

All at once the =Indian boy saw =Augustus
watching beside the river. He looked up and
smiled. Then he held his hands apart to
show that he had a good fish.
Augustus nodded his head. Yes, that's
a good fish, he shouted. I saw you catch
it with your spear.
The =Indian boy did not answer. Augustus
thought that he was not talking right for
him to understand. He should talk just as
=Indians did in stories. So he called, =Ugh,
big fish you catch.
The =Indian boy began to laugh. Look,
he called to =Augustus, you don't have to
talk that way to me. I am a native =Indian,
but I can understand you.
=Augustus looked at the boy in surprise.
Are you a native Indian? he asked.
Sure, my name is =Lone =Eagle, said the
boy. You saw me spear that fish. Only an
=Indian can do something like that.
Maybe I could spear a fish, answered
=Augustus. Will you let me try?
Oh, sure, said =Lone =Eagle. Come here
and I'll show you how.

=Joe lived on a big ranch where there were
cowboys and cattle. Sometimes he rode with
the cowboys to drive the cattle about the
ranch. He liked the cowboys and always had
fun riding with them.
When he helped to drive cattle, he rode
a horse called =Robin that belonged to his
father. The two were good friends.
Somehow =Robin knew that =Joe was only
a child and was very helpful to him on the
ranch. He made a fine horse for =Joe.
=Joe liked to teach =Robin to do different
tricks on the ranch. Once he showed him
how to hold a rope in his mouth and to pull
things on the ground.
Sometimes when =Joe was driving cattle
on the ranch, he would throw a rope to
catch one of the cattle by the neck. Then
=Robin would take the rope in his mouth
and make the animal come. First =Joe would
throw, and then =Robin would pull.
Every evening just before dark =Joe gave
=Robin a piece of sugar. Robin liked sugar
and always waited by the fence to get it.
=Joe never teased him.

Back of the =King farm was a little log
cabin with one room. Hunters had put it
up when they came to hunt wild animals
that prowled in the woods.
Late one =Monday =George and =Lucy saw
a team of horses on the way to the house,
hitched to a wagon. They ran to tell their
father and mother because they never had
seen the team and wagon before.
We are the =Hall family, said the man
in the wagon. This is my wife, Mrs =Hall,
and these are our two children, =Teddy and
=Peggy. From now on we shall be neighbors
of yours here in the woods.
We've been hoping for neighbors, said
Mr =King. Where are you going to live in
this part of the country?
In the little log cabin just back of you,
said Mr =Hall. The cabin is too small for
us, but we'll put up another room.
Then later we'll put up a shed for our
two horses, said Mrs =Hall. We'll need
a shed before winter.
Mrs =King asked the =Halls to come in for
a while. You must have something to eat
before you go on, she said.
The =Hall family got out and went into
the house. Mrs =King worked fast to get
things ready to eat. Then the two families
sat down together at the table.
By and by the =Kings asked the =Halls to
stay longer. Your cabin is not ready for
you, said Mrs =King. Stay with us while
you put up the new room.
Yes, do, said Mr =King. Then =George
and I will help with the new room.

=Tom watched as =Sarah went on weaving
the wild flowers together. Who ever heard
of a bonnet for a pony? he asked.
No one, I guess, said =Sarah, but I'll
have one for =Betsy in a few minutes. See
how I weave the wild flowers together to
keep them in place.
Those wild blossoms will look funny on
=Betsy, said =Tom. You call them flowers,
but I call them blossoms.
Whether they are flowers, or whether
they are blossoms, they will look pretty,
laughed =Sarah.
By and by =Sarah said that the bonnet was
finished. Now you may help me to fasten
it on =Betsy's head, she said. There are
two holes for her ears.
=Tom put the bonnet on =Betsy's head down
around her ears. Then both children began
to look at her.
She is very, very pretty, cried =Sarah,
and she likes her bonnet, too.
=Start to ride her around the meadow,
said =Tom. Find out whether she likes the
bonnet when you ride her.
=Sarah climbed on the pony and went for a
ride in the meadow. While she was riding,
=Tom picked some wild flowers and began to
weave a bonnet. I'll weave a nice little
bonnet for =Sarah, he said.
Before long =Sarah came riding up and
asked, What are you doing, =Tom?
=Oh, I'm weaving a bonnet also, but my
bonnet is for you, said =Tom.
A bonnet for me! cried =Sarah. What
a happy surprise to get a bonnet, too.

In some windows there were funny faces
for children to put on. The faces had funny
eyes, funny noses, and very funny mouths.
You never find eyes, noses, and mouths
like those on real faces, said =Ann.
No, I wouldn't want eyes like those on
my face, said =Peggy. Jack-o'-lantern eyes
are better than those.
And I wouldn't want a nose and mouth
like those on my face, said =Ann, laughing.
I like jack-o'-lantern noses and mouths
better than those.
The girls went on and saw other things
in the windows. They saw big black witches
riding broomsticks through the sky. They
saw black cats with long tails turned high
in the air.
At last they went into a store to look
around. There were more jack-o'-lanterns
and funny faces to see. There were witches
on broomsticks and witches beside kettles.
There were many noisemakers.
Let's pick out two of the funny faces
to put on, said =Peggy. Then we can have
fun surprising people.
=Peggy found a funny face which she could
buy with her three five-cent pieces. It had
a big mouth that turned down at the sides
and made her look very cross.
Ann found a funny face which she could
buy with her two five-cent pieces and her
five cents. It had a mouth that turned up
at the sides and made her look as if she
were laughing.
Now let's go to the little store around
the corner, cried =Peggy. Today =Peter will
be there, helping to sell groceries.

Let's look at the elephants first, said
the circus man.
Oh, my! said =Jack. We didn't bring
peanuts for the elephants.
They are eating hay, said the circus
man. They don't need peanuts.
The children watched the elephants pick
up hay with their large trunks. Now and
then an elephant put its trunk into some
water to get a drink.
When one of the elephants put its trunk
into the water, the circus man said, =Watch
out for that elephant. It often blows water
on people to give them a bath.
Just then the elephant put its trunk out
toward the children. They jumped back in
a hurry and watched the animal blow, but
no one got wet.
All elephants have small eyes, but they
have large noses, the circus man told the
children. Their big, long trunks are really
their noses.
They use their large trunks for doing
things, much as people use their hands,
the man went on. They get feed and water
with their trunks, and they pick up things
and carry them with their trunks.
&&000 GINN & CO.   (1958)   3RD GRADE            GIN9583R.ASC
FINDING NEW FRIENDS  by David H. Russell et al
Source: Columbia Univ. TC  xeros scan edit by DPH June 3, 1993

&&111


After  Uncle =Fred left the room, =Julie
felt better. She thought that the days
ahead would be great fun. She had just
hopped into bed when =Aunt =Mary came
in to say good night.
  Sleep well, =Julie, and don't be afraid
if you hear noises in the night. An old
house squeaks now and then. 
  Are there ghosts here ?   asked =Julie.
  Oh, no !   said =Aunt =Mary.   Why
are you thinking about ghosts ? It's not
time for =Halloween ?  
Long after Aunt =Mary left the room,
=Julie thought about ghosts. Everything
was quiet,  or almost quiet, with just a
squeak or two. But =Julie couldn't sleep.
She sat up and reached for an apple.
Just then she heard a thump, thump,
outside the window. Right in front of
her eyes the curtains at the window
moved, very slowly. Something long and
thin and white was there.
=Julie screamed and pulled the pillow
over her head. Then she shot down to
the foot of the bed.
Aunt =Mary and  Uncle =Fred heard her
screams and came running down the
stairs. They turned on the light in =Julie's
room and threw back the bed covers.
  It was a ghost, I know it was,  =Julie
said.
Aunt =Mary put her arms around =Julie
and said,   You know, =Julie, there are
no such things as ghosts. 
 Uncle =Fred laughed.   Well, I guess I
know one little girl who shouldn't eat
apples before she goes to sleep. 



Home with the Treasure.

=Dancing =Cloud and =Swift =Boy filled
their pockets with the beautiful turquoise
stones. It was all right to take them,
they thought, because the =Dawn =People
never came out of their caves.
Quickly the boys picked up the eagles
and hurried down the trail to the ground.
They were glad to get on their horses
and ride away from the canyon toward
home. More than once they looked back,
afraid that the =Dawn =People were angry.
It was suppertime when they got home.
Swift =Boy took half of the turquoises and
one of the eagles. He rode off quickly so
that he would get home before dark.
=Dancing =Cloud showed his father the
baby eagle. Then out of his pockets he
took the blue stones.
  Where did you get the turquoises ?  
asked =Wildhorse.   They look very old. 
=Dancing =Cloud told his father about
the cave and the jar.   Will the =Dawn
=People be angry because we took the
turquoises ?   he asked.
  Quiet, boy,  said =Wildhorse.  The
=Dawn =People will not be angry if you do
not think and speak badly of them. 
  =Swift =Boy and I want belts with silver
circles and buckles on them,  said =Dancing
=Cloud.   Do you think =Big =Arm would
make belts for us with some of these
stones ?  
  Yes,  said =Wildhorse,   and =Big =Arm
will be glad to have some of the turquoises
to pay for his work. 



Across the street =Chrissie =Orne was
shoveling, too. =Pringle was making a
snowman.
=Chrissie =Orne's walk was shorter than
=Azor's, so when he had finished his own
shoveling, he came over to help =Azor.
=Pringle came, too, and started a new
snowman in =Azor's yard.
After a while =Chrissie =Orne's mother
sent him to the corner store for some
baking chocolate. While =Chrissie =Orne
was gone, the postman came along and
handed =Azor a big letter.



A wonderful new kind of medicine was
a big help when an elephant at the zoo
was sick. The keeper got a bucket of
potatoes and began to give them to the
elephant one by one. That was to keep
her busy while the doctor was giving her
the medicine. Then it would not seem to
hurt much.
The elephant ate the potatoes happily.
She did not pull away when the doctor
put the medicine into her leg. She went
right on eating potatoes.
The medicine made the elephant well.
When animals are sick, they cannot tell
the doctor how they feel. Most of them
do their best to keep him from finding out.
But one day the doctor had a surprise.
The great white cockatoo was brought
to the hospital because its wing was hurt.
The keeper liked the cockatoo best of
all the birds in his care.
  Will he be Okay =Doc ?   asked the
keeper.
 I think so,  said the doctor, and he
began to take care of the cockatoo's wing.
  OKay, =Doc,  said the cockatoo.   OKay,
=Doc.  All the time the doctor was working,
the cockatoo was saying,   Okay, =Doc. 



The Animal Store.

If I had a =hundred dollars to spend,
Or maybe a little more,
I'd hurry as fast as my legs would go
Straight to the animal store.

I wouldn't say,   How much for this or
that ?   
What kind of a dog is he ?  
I'd buy as many as rolled an eye,
Or wagged a tail at me !
I'd take the hound with the drooping ears
That sits by himself alone;
=Cockers and =Cairns and wobbly pups
For to be my very own.

I might buy a parrot all red and green,
And the monkey I saw before,
If I had a =hundred dollars to spend,
Or maybe a little more.



My ! My !   said his grandmother.
It might have come down on top of
=Grandfather's apple tree. If I were to
make a wish on that star, I'd just wish it
didn't come down to earth. 
=Grandfather's big apple tree was the
oldest tree in the orchard.
 I guess it didn't come down on
=Grandfather's tree. But I wish a real
meteor would come down around here
somewhere,  said =Eddie.   Just a little
one, =Grandmother, one that wouldn't
hurt anything. It wouldn't hurt anything
if it came down in the road. 
Well, no stars will be coming down
just by wishing them down,  said his
grandmother.   It's getting late, =Eddie
boy, so you'd better go to bed. But I'd
like to have you go up to the orchard
the first thing tomorrow morning. I'm
a little bit worried about =Grandfather's
apple tree. 
  Okay, =Grandmother. I'll go up to the
orchard,  said =Eddie.  But don't worry
about that meteor. I think it's shooting off
into space. Good night, =Grandmother. 
=Eddie went up the stairs two at a time,
took a running jump, and landed on his
bed. Then he pulled off one of his shoes
and stopped and thought .
What if the meteor really did come
down in the apple orchard ? What if
it had struck =Grandfather's apple tree ?
What if it were up there right now
burning and burning? What did it look
like burning away like that?



As =Mul =Chand walked along the dusty
road on his way home from school his
dark eyes were worried. That morning,
very early, a message had arrived from
his uncle in =Bombay. It said that soon
he would pass through the village. If
=Mul =Chand wished, he could go home
with him for a visit.
Think of seeing the city of =Bombay !
  But I can't go,  thought =Mul =Chand.
  I haven't any cap to wear. 
=Mul =Chand and his little brother =Bantu
had never owned caps. Their father
worked hard in the fields for very little
money. How could he spend eight dollars
for a cap ? Why, that would almost feed
their family for a day.
In the village it didn't matter, but
=Bombay was different. =Mul =Chand just
couldn't visit his uncle without a cap.
 If I just had a cap,  =Mul =Chand
thought,   a red cap.  He wondered if
he could earn some dollars for the cap.
When he reached home, he told =Bantu
that he was going to earn a cap.  A
red cap to wear to =Bombay, =Bantu, but
you mustn't tell. It's a secret. 
  I'll help you work,  =Bantu answered.
  No,  =Mul =Chand said.   You're too
young. But you can find a safe place in
the yard to hide the dollars I earn. A
place big enough for eight dollars ! That's
the price of a cap, =Bantu. 


The mother growled again, picked up
the last baby with her teeth, turned
about, and dived into the water. The five
little ones followed her.
The fishermen stood watching as the
family swam away, seven tiny dark heads
in a line, each making its own in the
water.
The man who was bitten rubbed his
thumb.   Just a lot of thieves !   he said.
  This was their home before we came, 
said the other.   Come on, let's eat. Eggs
are much better than fish for breakfast,
anyway !  



  I'd like to have the most beautiful
carpet in the whole wide world,  said
=Simpleton.
The old toad called to a young one:
Little green waiting maid,
Waiting maid with merry heart,
Hop quickly back and forth,      
And bring me the great box. 
The young toad hopped behind a curtain
and in no time was back with the treasure
box. The fat toad opened it with a key.
She brought out a carpet so fine that no
better could be found.
=Simpleton was very happy when the
toad gave him the carpet. He thanked
her with all his heart. Then he climbed
the steps to the open air.
All this time the two brothers were
saying wisely,   That =Simpleton is so
stupid that he will never find a carpet
to bring to our father. Why should we
spend time looking for the silly thing  



If the conductor gave two short toots
on the whistle, that said,   Everybody is
aboard. Time to start. 
=Three short toots said,  =Back up.

=When =Steve wanted to stop, he used
two brakes, one for the locomotive and
one for the cars. He always braked the
cars first, then the engine. That way he
could stop the whole train so gently that
you didn't even feel a bump. All the
brakes were air brakes.
=John the fireman rode in the cab of
the diesel with =Steve, just as the fireman
did on the steam locomotive. He was
called =Smoky, but he didn't have to take
care of a fire. He helped the engineer.
Sometimes =Steve turned his headlight
on and off quickly in the daytime. That
was when he met another locomotive on
the other track. It was the way that
the two engineers said hello to each other.
In one place =Steve always watched for
deer that sometimes ran across the track.
If he saw a deer coming, he tooted very
loud on the two horns.
Once =Steve came to the place at night
and a deer was on the track. The headlight
was so bright that the deer could not see.
He stood still and almost got hit. After
that =Steve turned the light on and off, on
and off, and the deer just ran across.
&&000 Do and Dare by DC Heath 1951  3rd grade     HEA9513R.ASC
Source: samples at Center for Research Libraries Chicago DPH
12-30-94  Analyzed 01-03-95 by DPH

&&111 =Meow! said the cat.
One day Mrs =Boone sat down on the stool and
talked to the cat. No one feels safe now that
=Daniel is not here, she said. Some of the settlers
are going back east. I shall take young =Daniel and
go with them. I shall take you too, =Old =Timer.
The cat listened. She did not purr. But she
stayed in the cabin and watched Mrs =Boone pack
the things she would take east.
On the morning when Mrs =Boone was ready to
go, the cat could not be found. She was hiding
high in a pine tree. Once young =Daniel came
under the tree and looked straight at her. The cat
drew back, but young =Daniel only said softly,
=Good-by, =Old =Timer! Take care of things.
The cat mewed a little lonely mew.
=Old =Timer watched until the horses were out of
sight. Then she crept from her hiding place and
went to the =Boone cabin. She pushed the door
open. The cabin was empty. But the cat went
in and lay down on the floor. She had come to
take care of things.
=Old =Timer did take care of things. She chased
some chickens out of the house. She killed a snake
that lay on the step. But she would make friends
with no one. She would not even go home with
=Jemima, who had stayed in =Boonesborough.

GOOD NEWS

As the days grew warmer, the cat often slipped
out of the stockade gate to hunt. One day, when
she was just about to catch her first mole, she saw
a bush move. A man came from behind the bush
and crept quietly along. He wore a feather in his
hair and a torn blanket wrapped around him. His
face was brown and thin. Pieces of bark were tied
on his feet.
The cat jumped on a stump and sat very straight.
Here was an =Indian going toward the open gate
of the stockade. And no one knew he was coming.
Suddenly the cat jumped down from the stump
and ran after the man. This was no =Indian. Her
tail began to wave back and forth. She knew who
it was!

=David and his father walked slowly into the cave.
It grew darker and darker. When they looked
back, they could see the opening of the cave like
a small hole in a piece of black paper.
Soon they came to a very narrow place with an
overhanging rock. Dr =Mason lay down and
crawled under the rock.  =David followed him.
=David was not really frightened, but he did not
like going under that rock. He was glad that he
was with his father.
On the other side of the rock, the cave opened
up again. =David and his father could stand up,
but they could not see the opening of the cave any
more.  =David was scared, for the flashlight did not
give very much light. Then he remembered the
string and felt safer. They walked slowly along.
Suddenly Dr =Mason whistled. Look, he said.
There, right inside the cave, was a pool.  =David
felt the water. It was very cold. They walked
around the pool until they came back to the place
where they started. Here they rolled up the string
that went all around the edge of the pool.
Are there any fish in this pool? asked = =David,
looking at the dark, cold water.
I don't know, answered Dr =Mason. This
flashlight does not give enough light for us to see
into the water. There often are fish in water like
this, but they are blind fish.
Blind! exclaimed  =David.
Yes, said Dr =Mason. It is always dark in
cave pools, and since the fish do not need to see,
they become blind. Some other day we can come
back and try to catch one of these blind fish. But
we had better go home now. I am getting cold.

Excuse me, Mr =Tuttle puffed. Was there
a rhinoceros in here today? A rhinoceros wearing
a pink hat with roses on it? 
The toy-store man was fat and chuckly. She
was here, all right, he said. I guess she had never
been in a toy store before. My, what fun she had,
looking at picture books, and making the dolls say
=ma-ma! 
That's =Rosie all right!  laughed Mr =Tuttle.
I don't suppose you asked where she was going.
No, I didn't, said the toy-store man between
chuckles. But I could guess! 
Where? shouted Mr =Tuttle. Where?
Well, said the toy-store man, where would
you go if you had a brand-new toy sailboat?
I? said Mr =Tuttle. Why, to the lake, I
guess, to sail it.
Certainly! said the toy-store man. Just
where I should go myself.
Whistling hopefully, Mr =Tuttle started for the
lake. The lake was in the park, very near the zoo.
Near the lake sat the little girl with the red hair
ribbon.
Hello, she said to Mr =Tuttle. You didn't
tell me =Rosie had a pink hat. It's pretty.
You saw her? asked Mr =Tuttle.
Of course I saw her. But when she started
scaring the ducks, =I had to speak crossly to her.
I can't feed the ducks if she scares them away, can
I? And I want to feed them before I go to a
birthday party.
Birthday party! said Mr =Tuttle. Well, I
want to go to a birthday party, too. But I have
to hunt for a rhinoceros that you scared away.
And where did you tell her to go?

The one with the dark glasses said, Look! It's
raccoons. See the tracks in our melon patch.
Another one said, Yes. It's raccoons. The
big fellow that we have been good to brought the
other raccoons to eat our melons.
The one who had given =Slim =Butte =Raccoon the
shiny brass button at the =Give-Away said, That's
too bad. I didn't think that that raccoon would
steal our melons. I should have known that
all raccoons are alike.
When the =Slim =Butte =Raccoon heard the =Sioux
words that the =Indians were saying, he was ashamed.
He was so ashamed that he swung down the tree
headfirst. Then he swung along after his family,
putting his feet in the foot tracks of his mother.
When he got to his mother's house, he said, =Oh,
=Mother, have you noticed how much alike we are?
I guess I am a raccoon after all.
After that he stayed with his mother. It was
good to be home again and to be a raccoon with
the other raccoons.
Once upon a time there were  
five and twenty tin soldiers. They were all brothers, for
they had been made out of the same old tin spoon.
They shouldered their guns and looked straight
ahead. They wore bright red and blue uniforms.
The very first thing they ever heard were the
words, Tin soldiers! It was shouted by a little
boy, when he opened the box and saw them. They
were given to him for a birthday present, and he
stood at the table to set them up.
The soldiers were all just alike, except one who
had only one leg. He had been the last one made,
and there was not enough melted tin to finish him.

Across from him, sitting in a yellow chair,
was his secretary. Her hair was the color of the
yellow chair, and her gray dress was almost the
color of the gray walls. She was looking down
at a letter in her hand.
Anything more? asked the president.
No, nothing very important, Mr =Waterman.
It's only a letter for you from a ten-year-old boy.
A letter for me?  asked Mr =Waterman.
From a ten-year-old boy?
His secretary nodded and handed him the letter.
Mr =Waterman took it, and this is what he read.
Dear =President of the =Great =Western =Lines,
I expect you are surprised to hear from me. I
am only ten years old. I have a train. It is not
an electric train. All the other boys have electric
trains. But they like the name of my train best.
It is the =Touch-and-Go =Special. If you would
name your new train after mine, the boys would
not tease me so much. Because my train just winds
up.
Your friend,
=Tommy =Peterson

So, said Mr =Waterman, all the other boys
have electric trains. And he has a wind-up train.
I think we shall have to do something for that boy.
Send him an electric train? asked his secretary.
No, said Mr =Waterman. His father
probably can't buy him an electric train because
they cost so much. He will have to get used to
things like that. But we'll have to do something.
Now, what did he say the name of his train was?

What about bait? he asked.
Bait! That was something =Molly had forgotten.
She knew =Ben had a hard time finding worms these
days, because the ground was so dry. The worms
had gone down to =China, he said. There were
grasshoppers, of course. But =Molly did not like
to think of sticking grasshoppers on a fishhook.
You can't have any of my worms! Ben said.
He picked the oldest fishhook out of his hat band.
Here. You can use this one. But don't get it
caught on a log. I want it back!
Thanks, said =Molly. I'll be careful of it.
Ben began to pick up his fishing things. Why
do you want to go fishing, anyway?
Oh, =I don't know, =Molly answered. But she
did know, down in her heart. She wanted to sit
under the big trees along the creek. She wanted
to watch the sun sparkle down through the leaves.
She wanted to see the sunbeams sparkle on the
water. And, of course, she might catch a fish.
Well, if you have any trouble pulling in a
whale, just yell. Ben grinned and walked off.
=Molly was starting for the shed to get the fishing
pole when her mother called her. Please come
and help me hang up the washing, =Molly! Then
I want you to watch the baby, while =I go over to
=Granny =Newcome's for a minute.
There were many things that =Molly had to do.
It was afternoon before she had a chance to go
fishing.  =Ben probably has a basket full of fish
already, she said to herself, as she started down
the street toward the creek.
When she passed =Granny =Newcome's house, she
called out, I'm going fishing!
Fishing? =Granny straightened up. She was
in the garden at the side of her house, picking beans.
I thought =Ben was the fisherman in your family.

On Saturday noon =Tom came home very much
excited. =Dad, I want to talk to you alone, he said.
=Father and =Tom went outside to talk. Then they
got into the car and drove away. When they came
home, =Father was whistling happily, and =Tom looked
pleased. What have you two been up to? asked =Mother.
=Father grinned and winked at =Tom. =Tom has
found a house we can buy.
But we haven't enough money to buy a house.
This one isn't going to cost much. =Father
began to wash his face and he talked as if he had
a mouth full of soap. You see, part of the house
has been burned off. It doesn't look very neat,
he warned. But we can soon fix that.
How big is the house? asked =Mother.
Well, the part that wasn't burned has about six
rooms. You understand, it needs a lot of work done
on it. Does it have a bathroom? 
Not right now. But there is a place where we
can make a bathroom. And there is a room where
the children can play on rainy days.
Is there a place for a garden? asked =Mother.
There is a place for a garden. There is grass all
around the house. And there is a good road so the
car won't get stuck, said =Father.
I can have a room of my own, too, said =Tom.
Will there be room for a puppy? asked =David.
Yes, you can have a puppy, answered =Father.
And do you know what I can have? I can have a
place for my bed, where people won't walk on it.
Everybody laughed.
You understand that the house isn't very big
and it doesn't look very neat, =Father warned again.
All of us will have to work hard on it.
=Mother smiled and began dishing up the supper.
It was the happiest meal the family had had for a
long time.
&&000 HEATH & CO.  (1958)   3RD GRADE           HEA9583R.ASC
BOOK THREE  READING ROUNDUP  by Paul Witty et al
Source: Columbia TC  xerox scan edit by DPH  June 3, 1993

&&111



back of this strange thing  which was
evidently propelled by a screw , and
it began to move. We had only just
time to seize hold of the upper part,
which rose about seven feet out of
the water, and happily its speed was
not great.
 As long as it sails horizontally, 
muttered =Ned =Land,  I do not mind;
but if it takes a fancy to dive, I would
not give two straws for my life.
It became really necessary to  
communicate with the beings, whatever
they were, shut up inside the  
machine. I searched all over the outside
for an aperture, but the lines of the
iron rivets, solidly driven into the
joints of the iron plates, were clear
and uniform. Besides, the moon  
disappeared then, and left us in total
darklless.
At last this long night passed.
Daybreak appeared. The morning
mists surrounded us, but they soon
cleared off. I was about to examine
the hull, whicll formed on deck a kind
of horizontal platform, when I felt
it gradually sinking.
 Oh, confound it!  cried =Ned =Land,
kicking the resounding plate.  Open,



off through the hemlocks. The other
went after it, and the old otter turned
its head and looked at him for a  
moment with curiosity, but no fear. Then
it shook itself and drove the female
and the pup before it down the path
and out of sight.
It was well after dark when the boy
heard his father shouting in the  
distance and answered him; presently,
he saw the lantern moving far off
among the dark trees, and hurried  
toward it.
 Are you all right, =Andy?  =Gates
called.  Are you all right, boy? 
 Yes, =Dad,  he said. He came to the
circle of yellow light and stopped.
 Your ma was a little worried, 
=Gates said gently.
 I'm sorry,  he said; and then,  I
found them, =Dad. 
=Gates didn't say anything. He just
stood there holding the lantern, and
the boy could see a star or two among
the scattering clouds and branches
high above his head.  I found them, 
he said again.  There were two lynxes
after them, and he, the old one, the
otter, fought them off. He was  
wonderful, =Dad; he licked them both. 
 Rabbits must be scarce,  =Gates
said,  to make them tackle him.
 It was the little one,  =Andy said.
 They were after him. But the old one
I shot at the Iynxes, =Dad. 
There was silence for a long  
moment: then =Gates said,  You're not
sorry? 



trouble was inevitable sometime,  
because she was surrounded by those
cloud mountains and raging water.
The eye was twenty miles in  
diameter. We went down to fifteen  
=hundred feet and flew back and forth
across it, making shallow penetrations
of the storm area. The temperature
went up fourteen degrees, the  
altimeter said four =thousand feet, but
we were actually at fifteen =hundred.
The civilian weather officer aboard
looked at =Edna with a clinical eye,
and said:  She's a copybook hurricane, 
beautifully formed. We took
her temperature, measured her speed,
threw overboard scientific gear which
might help to chart her future movements, 
while we continued to fly
around in the calm at the bottom of
that funnel of white clouds.
The eye of a hurricane is an  
excellent place to reflect upon the puniness
of man and his works. If an adequate
definition of humility is ever written,
it's likely to be done in the eye of a
hurricane.
The engineer reported some  
trouble with the number three engine; we
climbed to ten =thousand feet, and
bored into the wall of white cloud
that surrounded the eye. It was not
as rough going out as coming in  
because the navigator had picked his
exit well.



Now to the door, last of them all.
The great ram slowly came, weighed
down
With heavy fleece and with the  
burden
Of me and my shrewd plans. Upon
him
The mighty =Polypllemlls then
Laid searching hands, and said:
Dear ram, ='195
Why do you cross the cave so slowly,
Last of the flock? Till now, you never
Lagged thus, but ever first of all
Sped forth with mighty strides to crop
The soft bloom of the grass, and ever
were first to reach the rumling  
waters,     
And first, when evening came, to long
To turn back home. And yet you now
Come last of all. Surely you sorrow
Over your lord's lost eye! A villain
Has quenched its sight, he and his
crew of wretched fellows, mastering
wits with wine, this fellow  
=Noman!
Not yet, I say, has he escaped



When he came in that night to  
supper, he had a quarter of the field hoed.
He called his mother and sisters out
to see what he had done and listened
with pride as they said that it looked
nice. It was while his mother was
looking at the corn that she  
remembered that they had never collected
the dollar from the =Judge for the calf.
She told =John that he had better get it
that evening.
=John was frightened at the idea of
going to the =Judge's house. In =1830,
the settlement at =High =Falls was a
poor place of small houses, which
made the =Judge's stone house seem
like a palace. =John, for one, had never
seen the inside of it, but he had seen
the curtains through the windows,
and the oil lamps, when he went by
at night, two or even three in the
same room. For Judge =Doane was the
great man of the district. He owned
a vast amount of land and held  
mortgages on most of the rest and had
been representative of the county.

=John's mother had brushed his coat
for him, but even so, it looked very
shabby and frayed and outgrown as
he knocked on the front door and
asked the hired girl if he could see the
=Judge. He had the feeling that it was
an impertinence  to ask a person like
the =Judge to pay a dollar, even when
he owed it to you. He thought that
probably the =Judge would throw him
out of the house. But his mother said
they needed the dollar for flour, and
at least he had to try to get it.
The maid came back for him and
led him to the =Judge's office, opened

He closed his eyes, which
were little and blue under frosted
brows. He opened them and they were
shining.
As the pair sat down happily to her
well-scrubbed table, she placed pie
and bread and butter and honey and



and gave the signal to get under way.
Before the sun rose, all three vessels
had anchors aweigh, and with sails
hanging limp from their yards were
floating down the =Rio =Tinto on the
morning ebb, using their long sweeps
to maintain steerageway.
=Columbus's plan for the voyage was
simple, and its simplicity insured his
success. Not for him the dark,  
unbridled waters of the =North =Atlantic,
which had already baffled so many
=Portuguese. He would run south to
the =Canary Islands, and there make,
as it were, a right-angle turn; for he
had observed on his =African voyages
that the winter winds in the latitude
of the =Canaries blew from the east,
and that the ocean around them, more
often than not, was calm as a  
millpond. An even better reason to take
his departure from the =Canaries was
their position astride latitude =28ø
=North, which, he believed, cut =Japan,
passing en route the mythical =Isle of
=Antilia, which would make a good
break in the westward passage.
The first leg of the voyage was made
in less than a week. Then, within sight
of the =Grand =Canary, the fleet ran into
a calm that lasted two or three days.
=Columbus decided to send =Pinta into
=Las =Palmas for some needed repairs
while =Santa =Maria and =Nina went to
=Gomera, westernmost of the =Canaries
that the =Spaniards had wrested from
their native inhabitants. At =Gomera
the =Captain =General  as we should
call =Columbus on this voyage before
he was made =Admiral   sent men
ashore to fill extra water casks, buy
breadstuffs and cheese, and put a  
supply of native beef in pickle. He then
sailed to =Las =Palmas to superintend



=As she closed the door of the  
parsonage behind her, she felt the biting
cold of the =February night. She
walked fast, for she wanted to be back
with her animals again.
No one was about at this hour of the
nigllt. The road curved over a hill and
then dipped down again into the
blackness of the forest. Here it was
like a ravine with the stars shining
brighter than ever above, by contrast
with the darkness. There was red  
=Aldebaran, the menacing eye of the
=Bull, looking toward the three stars of
the =Hunter =Orion's =Belt. Those had
been hers and her twin brother  
=Christian's stars. Every winter they had
shone down on the old garden in  
=Pomerania, the garden of her childhood
whicll she would never see again.
There =Christian slept beneath the  
apple tree by the wall, at his feet =Cosi,
the most faithful of dogs. The soldier
had fired three shots when he broke
into the house. Two had struck =Cosi,
who had leaped at the intruder, and
the third struck =Christian. Three shots,
and none of them for =Margret, who
had stood there paralyzed with horror.
Then she had thought that something
within her would remain paralyzed for
the rest of her life. Yet here she was
now, little more than three years later,
and once more her heart was attacked
to all sorts of living things, this  
foolish heart of hers which could not help
loving, because love was the law of its
being.
An owl hooted in the forest. So, too,
the owls had hooted above the ruins
of the city when she slept beside  


sharp with frost. I stopped one  
night the south end of =Snow =Goose =Lake
where the =Indians camp in the summer, 
and at dawn I started on.
You leave the north end of =Snow
=Goose =Lake by a narrow creek or 
thoroughfare. It was so quiet I could
hear the drops from the paddle hit
the water. The map showed that
the waterway linked =Snow =Goose
=Lake with a small lake which had no
name, so I didn't think much about it.
After I cleared the thoroughfare
and came out on the small lake, I
stopped paddling as a fellow will
when he sees new water for the first
time. The Sun had come up and mist
hung motionless like a big cobweb
just above the surface.  Ghost's
breath  we called it when we were
young.
I have seen maybe a =thousand
northern lakes, and they all look alike
in many ways, but there was  
something different about that little lake
that held me hard. I sat there perhaps
half an hour, like a man under a spell,
just looking it over. This lake gave me
the queer feeling that I had been
there before. The tall pine tops were
moving in the first soft breeze of
morning and as the mist drifted away,
dark shadows began to edge across
the water into the woods just as they

&&000 HOUGHTON MIFFLIN  (1951)  3RD GRADE     HM19513R.ASC
CLIMBING HIGHER  by Paul McKee et al
Source: Columbia Univ TC  xerox, scane edit by DPH June 3, 1993

&&111


The buttons for a buckskin jacket were
often made of wood. Sometimes they were
made of bone, and now and then of shells.
Whatever they were made of, they had to
be sewed on tight.
A boy could have a fine time wearing a
buckskin suit as long as he kept it dry.
When it got wet and then dried out, he
often found that it had shrunk badly.
Sometimes a boy found that it was almost
impossible to get into his buckskin suit
after it had shrunk. His body was too big
for the jacket. His arms were too long and
too big for the sleeves. His legs were too
big for the trousers.
If he forced himself into the jacket, he
might not be able to button it. If he buttoned
it and then tried to move his arms, the
buttons might fly off. Or the sleeves might
come apart where they had been sewed
together.
In the next story, you will read about
what happened to a boy and his buckskin
suit.



 You're a human being, and you're
supposed to be smarter than I. You ought
to know better than to break dishes. 
He'd keep up his chatter until =Dorothy
took the broken pieces from him.
When =Joe =Chimp was three years old,
the managers thought that he could be
trained and could travel with the circus.
I went to =Dorothy's home in =California to
get him.
I arrived about ten o'clock one evening.
=Joe had already gone to bed, so I did not
see him until morning. But =Dorothy and
her mother kept me up giving me an account
of all the wonderful things =Joe could do.
The next morning I arose early and took
a shower before =Joe was up. When I saw
his toothbrush, I decided to hide it as a
test to find out how smart he really was.
I was having breakfast with =Dorothy and
her mother when =Joe got up. We heard
him go directly to the bathroom and close
the door. In a moment we heard the water
running in the bathroom.

The parent orioles soon found the insects
that were eating the leaves of the oak tree
and carried them to their babies. If the
parent birds had not kept the insects from
eating the leaves that season, the tree would
have died.
Then one day late in summer, the tree
had another narrow escape. No rain had
fallen for weeks. The meadow and all the
grass and bushes beside the road to  
=Turntown were dry and brown.
A careless traveler threw a lighted match
beside the road. Soon a puff of smoke rose
as a tiny flame crept into the dry grass
and bushes. Then larger flames flashed
up, and like an angry dragon the fire crept
closer and closer to the young tree. 



Then from the platform came a weak
little whimpering sound. =Tommy and =Ella
both recognized that whimper. Ella didn't
try to hold =Tommy back now. He pushed
through the crowd and dashed into the
middle of the ring.
=Allay-oop!  called =Tommy clearly. And
now the little dog did not wait. She
leaped through the air and landed in the
safety net. Then like a flash she dashed
to the edge of the net and leaped into
=Tommy's arms. She was wild with joy.
How the audience clapped and cheered!
The clown clapped and cheered too.
 You will have to teach me just the
right way to say =Allay-oop, boy,  he said,
putting his arm around =Tommy's shoulders.
 I've been working on that call ever since
we got the dog.


When the footman brought in the cook, she
declared that it was the housekeeper who
had been the first to make the trouble.
 I mean to get to the bottom of this,  said
the =Duke, very much annoyed.  It's too
bad if we can't all enjoy a fine morning
without this sulking and quarreling. Bring
the housekeeper! 
The housekeeper was no more ready to
take the blame than the others had been.
 Indeed, my lord, I am not to blame,  she
complained.  It was no one else but her
ladyship who set us all by the ears. 
Her ladyship!  cried the =Duke.  Is that
possible? Tell her I'd like to talk with her
at once! 
When the =Duchess entered the room, she
was amazed to see the large group of people
gathered there.
 What is the matter?  she asked.



As the train roared on, the =Roadmaster
had a grand time poking fun at the =Boomer.
But the =Boomer didn't say a word. Every
minute or so he took a quick look out through
the smoke, steam, and cinders. Surely
something was wrong. They were nearing
the end of the =hundred mile race. Where
was =Sooner?
Then the station came into sight, and the
=Cannon =Ball =Express began to slow down.
The =Boomer looked up the track and saw
a great crowd of people at the station. He
supposed that they were waiting to give a
cheer for the =Cannon =Ball and its crew.
But the crowd's eyes weren't on the train.
Everyone was watching something else.
 Those people haven't noticed us,  said
the =Roadmaster.  Blow the whistle! Ring
the bell! 
The whistling and ringing went on until
the train came to a stop. The people paid
no attention to the whistle, the bell, or the
train. They were looking the other way and
laughing.



 Listen, Mr =Roadmaster,  said the =Boomer.
 Give me a chance and I'll prove that my
Sooner can run circles around your *eight
trains. What's more, he'll be as fresh as a
daisy when the run is over. 
Then he added,  Of course =Sooner will
want to trot around the station =forty or =fifty
times before we start, just to get warmed
up, you know. 
 I'll take you up on that, =Boomer,  said
the =Roadmaster.  You can have the job.
But remember, you must not break =Rule =One.
No passenger, man or beast, can ride in the
cab with the crew or in the caboose.
 And what's more,  he added,  if your dog
can outrun one of the freight trains on this
railroad, I'll buy five pounds of the best steer
meat I can find for his supper.  



Just then =Tandy came in.
 You're early!  said Miss =Peasley.
 It's =Saturday,  he said.  No school. 
Have you decided which pet you want as
a reward?  she asked.
 Yes, ma'am,  =Tandy answered, smiling.
 Well, which one?  she asked anxiously.
She hoped he would not choose one of her
favorite pets. She never sold any of them
even when she had good chances.
 I don't really want a single one of them
to take home,  said =Tandy.  I think I'd
rather come here and see them all. And
may I invite some of my friends?  
Come whenever you like,  said Miss
=Peasley happily.  Invite all your friends.
Perhaps they will make business pick up. 



Save me! Save me!  begged the thief.
 Hide me somewhere! 
The door of the springhouse was only a
few feet away. Agnes ran to it and opened
it quickly.  Get in there!  she ordered,
and the thief lost no time in jumping inside.
=Agnes shut the door and locked it.
Her legs were shaking, but she knew that
she must try to get to the house. Luckily,
the lion didn't seem to be hungry. He was
just walking around smelling of things and
not paying any special attention to =Agnes.



 Don't pour out the water,  said =Betsy.
=Mother wants us to save it for the noon
dishes. 
Why?  asked =Sally.
 Because the little spring here inside the
stockade is almost dry,  replied =Betsy.  Now
we'll have to carry water from the big spring
outside. It's a long way from our cabin to
the big spring. Carrying our supply of water
that far will be hard work. 
 I can do hard work,  said =Sally.  I'll go
out and get some water right now. 
Not unless =Mother says you may,  said
=Betsy.  I don't think she'll let you go.
Some =Indians in war paint have been seen
close by. 
Oh, I'm tired of hearing big tales about
=Indians,  complained =Sally.  Mother let me
go with =Jane to pick berries in the forest the
other day. We didn't see any =Indians. When
=Mother comes back from Mrs =Brown's cabin,
I'll ask her if I may go. Do you think she'll
let me? 


Following is the first part of a story.
The words printed in blue may be strange
to you by sight, but you probably know
every one when you hear it. Read the story.
With your teacher helping you, use the two
rules to figure out what each blue word is.

Fast Thinking.

Uncle =Billy =Banks was a peddler. Twice
a week he made,  trips up and down
certain streets, selling fruits and vegetables
that he had raised or had bought in the

He drove an old one-horse wagon that
 along on shaky        . It looked
and sounded as though it might fall apart
at any  moment



Suddenly the grin left =Clem's face. 
He remembered what =Jim had said in his letter.
In that letter =Jim said the first thing he
wanted when he got out of the army was
pancakes with some of Mrs =Horn's prize
jam on them. That was why =Sally was out
here looking for raspberries.
He remembered, too, that =Jim was getting
out of the army and would be home on
=Friday of that very week.
=Clem picked up the small pail. There
were hardly enough raspberries in it to
cover the bottom. He looked at the bushes.
 Not very good picking here,  he said.
 There are hardly any berries on these
bushes. 
 We're not going to find many,  said
=Sally.  This is the third patch I've tried. 
 =Why not go down to the old cottage
and look around?  =Clem asked.  I saw a
patch of raspberry bushes there. We've
got to find some raspberries, =Sally. 
 I've been all around the old cottage, 
=Sally said.  The raspberries are gone. 
&&000 LIPPINCOTT 1953  3RD GRADE  FINDING FAVORITES  LIP9533R.ASC
By Bernice E. Leary, et al
Source: Center for Research Libraries, Chicago  12-30-94
Scanned/edited by DPH 01-03-95


&&111
Well, said =Jane's father finally, I'll
tell you what. After I've gone to work you'd
better telephone me at my office and tell
me just what's happening.
All right, said =Jane's mother, I will.
So then =Jane's father went upstairs to
kiss =Jane good-by.
Jane was standing still in the middle of
the room when he came in. She had one
stocking on and was looking at her shoes.
Why, =Jane, =Jane's father stared at
her, we've finished breakfast and I'm all
ready to go to my office, and here you still
are.
Well    yes    here     I
still     am     said =Jane.
Why, =Jane, said her father again.
Then he couldn't wait any longer to talk
to her, because he was late. So he kissed
her good-by.

would happen! Why did we bring a baby
like you with us? But she pulled back on
the harness and slowed down the other
reindeer.
=Santa stopped the sleigh and jumped out.
Oh, =Prancer! he said. What are we
going to do with you now? You can't finish
the trip with that lame foot. If I turn back,
I won't get to all the houses before
morning. I'll just have to turn you loose.
Try to find your way back home. We'll
look for you on our way back. I'm sorry,
=Prancer, but I have to think of all those
children who are waiting for us.
Santa turned =Prancer loose and climbed
back into the big, red sleigh. He whistled
to the reindeer and off they started.
=Prancer stood in the snow all alone,
watching the sleigh go over the hill. He
felt like lying down in the snow and crying.
But he was too big for that. One little tear
rolled down and splashed off the tip of his
nose. When he shook his head and turned
around. He started slowly back the way he
had come with the others.

But what's the use of keeping this
doorstep tidy, =Ma? squeaked =Wigglenose.
No one can see it under the  
bramblebush.
As though that made any difference!
said Mrs =Twitch-Ear. I won't live in an
untidy burrow on any account whatever.
When the side door was as neat as the
other two, and not a moment before, the
four little rabbits were allowed to go back
to their play, but they did not feel in the
least as though they wanted to romp.
What are we going to do now? whined
=Fluffy.
It's no good digging another doorway,
because as soon as =Mother finds it she'll
make us keep that neat, too, and that will
make four! whimpered =Blinky.
And then we'll have to dig another,
and another, and another, and another,
wailed =Wigglenose.
Don't be a lot of sillies! said =Hoppity.
Digging's no good, and complaining's no
good. There's only one thing to do and
that is to learn to be tidy!


=Belinda =Blue tried to make friends with
the chipmunk who lived in a crack in the
wall at the end of the garden. All day he
helped his father carry nuts home to their
little hiding place in the wall. But when
his father wasn't around, the chipmunk
often stopped to play and roll the nuts
around with his nose.
=Meuw, =meuw, said =Belinda =Blue.
Come and play with me.
The chipmunk sat up and blinked his
eyes while =Belinda =Blue rolled an acorn
to him. It would have been a nice game had
not the father chipmunk jumped out of his
hole in great haste and sent his son home
with a spank.
=Belinda =Blue waited and waited but the
chipmunk didn't come back.
Then she discovered that =Susannah had
a good time watching birds.  =Susannah was
very proper, but sometimes she did allow
herself this pleasure. She would sit still
for hours and when she jumped her
tinkling bell would send the birds flying
madly to the tree tops.
That's a nice game, thought =Belinda
=Blue and she decided to play it.
Down by the lilac bushes she found a
young bird who was learning to fly.
=Meuw, =meuw, said =Belinda =Blue.
Come and play with me.
Instead of flying away the baby bird
hopped toward her.  =Belinda =Blue was
delighted. At last she had found someone
to play with.

That night when the hens had gone to
roost and =William was right in the middle
of them, =Oscar slipped into the henhouse.
He popped =William into a sack. He tied
the sack and slung it over his right
shoulder. Then he hurried over to the big
barn across the road and left the sack, with
poor =William in it, in a dark corner.
That will fix you, muttered =Oscar, and
he blew some bad-smelling smoke from his
pipe at =William. Then =Oscar hurried home
to his bed. He thought, now he can't see
the sky growing light and he can't flap his
big black-and-white wings, either.
Next morning came, but no tremendous
crowing shook the air up and down the
valley. =Old Mr =McGregor slept. Young
=Thomas =Anderson slept. Little =Patsy
=Kennedy slept. All up and down the valley
the people slept and slept. The sun rose
higher and higher. The brown-and-white
cows =mooed to be milked. =George and =Jane
stamped around and neighed to be fed and
harnessed. The fat hens clucked and
clucked for their grain.
At last, when the sun was high in the
sky, the people woke up. Everyone was
cross. It was very late, and not a bit of
the day's work had been done.
=Oscar slipped into the big barn and let
=William out of the sack. When the people
saw =William, they shouted at him: =Lazy
old rooster! What happened to you this
morning?
Poor =William! He slunk around the yard.
His black-and-white wings drooped. His
red comb flopped over. The hens wouldn't
even look at him. =William was very  
unhappy!

JUST THE THING! said the king as
he sat upon his throne, wearing his  
furlined shoe. And all of a sudden his majesty
began to laugh!
Then the first row of courtiers began to
smile. The second row began to snicker.
The third row began to titter. The fourth
row rolled on the floor.
And the =Lord =High =Chancellor in charge
of titles and holidays said, Let there be a
holiday throughout the land because the
king is laughing!
Three cheers! shouted the courtiers.
Let the cobbler who made the king's
shoe comfy, continued the =Lord =High
=Chancellor, be made cobbler to all
=France.
The courtiers shouted again.
So the cobbler became a famous man.
But after that the wise old cat with green
whiskers, and her six new kittens, too,
lived with the cobbler and the little boy,
and ate the best they had. For it was she
who had saved their lives by making the
king's shoe comfy.
I saw a little pixie-man standing in a wood.
His coat was ragged as a leaf, and pointed
was his hood.
His elbows stuck out at his sides quite
sharply as he stood.
I thought, I'll take him by surprise. I'll
walk on tippy-toe.
But with his pixie-ears he must have heard
me coming. So
Without a leap, without a jump,
He turned himself into a stump!


At the corner, in front of the fruit store,
Mr =Fuss stepped on something. He slid!
He waved his arms! He lost his balance!
=Plop! He fell down. He tore his second-best
blue serge suit at both elbows and one knee.
Mr =Fuss looked at the something that
made him fall. It was a banana peel.
How lucky that I slipped on the banana
peel, said Mr =Fuss. The fruit store must
have bananas today. I'll buy some before
I go home and change my clothes.

And what had been happening to =Billy
=Williams all this time? After he had
finished eating his sandwiches, he decided
to run home. He ran and ran until he
came to the lane which led to his house.
What is that hanging on our letter box?
he exclaimed. =Hurrah! It is my hat. And
see the nice new pin on it.
=Billy =Williams put on his cowboy hat.
He opened the letter box and took out the
post card. Then he took the post card and
went up the lane. Soon =Billy =Williams' hat
was home. So was =Billy =Williams.
&&000 LYONS AND CARNAHAN  (1954)  3RD GRADE     LYN9543R.ASC
STORIES FROM EVERYWHERE  by Guy L. Bond
Source:  Columbia Univer TC xerox scanm edit by DPH June 3, 1993

&&111



All afternoon =Ling =Tang worked on his
kite. He cut notches in the bamboo shoots.
Then he fitted the sticks together in the
shape of a cricket and fastened them in
place. He cut some thin green paper and
stretched it over the shape. He pasted the
paper carefully on the bamboo. While he
worked on the kite, =Ling =Tang listened to
the cheerful song of the cricket.
The morning of the ninth day =Ling =Tang
rose early. The day was bright and the
wind strong. =Ling =Tang took the lucky
cricket, in its gourd cage, and the green
cricket kite to the hill north of the town.
That was where the boys went to fly their
kites.
When all the other boys saw =Ling =Tang
with his kite, they ran toward him.
 Show us your kite, =Ling =Tang,  they
all shouted at once.
=Ling =Tang proudly held up his kite.
 It's a green cricket,  he said.  Watch
me. I'll show you how well it can fly. 
All the boys crowded around =Ling =Tang
to see the kite.
=Ling =Tang ran back a way and stretched
his arm as high up in the air as he could.
He held his breath as he waited to see
the kite sail.
The wind caught the kite's wings, which
were shaped like those of a cricket.  =Ling
=Tang let out more string. As the string
left his fingers, the green kite climbed
higher and higher.



The =Waynes and the =Martins were not
the only people who moved west. At the
time they went west to build new homes,
many other travelers were going west, also.
One family who moved west about the
same time was the =Graham family. The
children in the =Graham family were twins.
The names of the twins were =Aaron and
=Ann.
It was =July, and the twins would have a
birthday soon.  =Mother and =Father had
said that a birthday in a covered wagon
could not be a birthday with presents.
 When we are far enough west to find
some land by a spring, birthdays will be
different,  said =Father.
=Aaron and =Ann nodded. They knew that
a birthday in a covered wagon could not
be just like a birthday at their old home
in the =East.
=Aaron and =Ann thought it was fun to
travel in a covered wagon. But the road
was not smooth. Sometimes the twins got
very tired.



 Now you may put the dish out in the
sun to dry. When it is dry I will paint it, 
said =Nah-de.  It will be a pretty dish. 
The next day =Nah-de went to look at her
pottery dish. It was dry.
=Little =Rabbit asked,  Will you paint
the dish now? 
 Yes,  answered =Nah-de.  I will paint
it black and white and red and yellow. 
She worked quickly. She knew just how
she wanted the pottery to look.
 How pretty it is!  said =Little =Rabbit.
 Now I will build a fire,  said =Nah-de.
 I must bake the dish so the clay will get
very hard but will not break. 
She put the pottery dish into the fire.
 Sometimes the dishes break in a fire, 
=Nah-de told =Little =Rabbit.  I will be very
sorry if my dish breaks. 
When the fire went out, =Nah-de took the
pottery up and looked it over. It had not
broken. =Nah-de was very happy.
Then =Little =Rabbit helped =Nah-de build
another fire and get dinner. They mixed
little cakes of cornmeal. They dropped big
stones in the fire to get hot. Then they
put the cornmeal on the hot stones to cook.
=Little =Rabbit's father and brother soon
came up the trail. They had been down in
the valley. Herds of sheep were kept in
this valley. Grass could grow down there
for the sheep to eat. The =Indians had
gardens in the valley, too.



One day Mr and Mrs =Gray were at the
zoo. They had been watching the excited
animals on the island. They had seen
the keeper jump into the pond.
 Did that keeper tease those baboons? 
asked Mrs =Gray.
 The keepers never tease the animals, 
replied Mr =Gray.  That man just stared
at the baboon. Those animals don't like
to have anyone stare at them. 
Mr and Mrs =Gray walked toward a big
cage. In it there was a mother baboon.
She had her baby in her arms.
A keeper was coming toward the cage.
The mother baboon knew the keeper
well. She wanted him to see her baby.
She made a queer sound. She kept making
the sound until the keeper stopped.
The proud mother baboon held up her
baby. She turned it round and round.
 You have a very beautiful baby, =Ruby, 
said the keeper.  I know you are proud
of it. I am sorry I can't stop to visit you
now, but I'm very busy. I will come back
often to see your baby. 
=Ruby looked pleased. Mr and Mrs
=Gray were very much surprised.
 I thought baboons didn't like to have
anyone stare at them,  said Mr =Gray.



 We give these elephants bales of hay, 
answered the keeper.  Each big elephant
eats two or three bales a day. They eat
bread, too. We also give them carrots
and apples. The zoo tries to feed them
well. 
The keeper took =Baby out to a park on
the zoo grounds where some children were
at a picnic. He let the elephant walk
around so the children could pet her.
A boy thought he would tease =Baby, so
he rubbed his hand under her mouth.
What a surprise he had!



 A boat is nothing!  said =Jack.  I have
a big white dog. It's the biggest one you
ever saw. 
 I own an elephant,  said =Don.
The other boys laughed at =Don.
 I will show you,  said =Don.
Don took the boys to =Butch's cage in the
=City =Zoo. =Butch was asleep.
 There is my elephant,  said =Don
proudly.  His name is =Butch. 
The boys looked at =Butch, and then they
laughed again.
 He is not yours,  said =Peder.
 He is, too,  said =Don.  Hello, =Butch! 
=Butch woke up. He stood up on his
hind legs and shouted,  =Ta-rant-arah! 
 Oh, that is nothing,  said =Jack quickly.
 I'm sure the elephant will do that for me,
too. 
Then =Jack shouted,  Hello, =Butch! 
=Butch did not answer. He did not even
look at =Jack.



 Hello,  =Bobby shouted.  Who are you?
What do you mean? Please tell me. 
But the voice did not answer him.
 How could a valentine be sent without
an envelope?  he asked =Sally.
 That's an easy question to answer, 
=Sally replied.  It's a postcard. 
 Maybe I'll get a postcard valentine, 
said =Bobby.
That afternoon =Bobby listened carefully
when the teacher read of names of the
children. But there was no =Mary =Ann.
At playtime that afternoon the teacher
called =Bobby to the school telephone.
 Hello,  he said.  This is =Bobby. 
 I have a message for you,  a pleasant
voice said.  Please listen!
 You'll get a valentine in school
And at your home, much later.
But I'll send you a valentine
Without a pen or paper.
Good-by ! 

 =Um-um,  was all =George answered.
=Mary turned back to the window to look
at the =Jack-o'-lantern again. But there
was no light!
 Oh, =George,  =Mary gasped,  the wind
has put out the light! 
=George looked pleased. He looked as if
this was what he had been wishing would
happen.
=Mary went to the front door and opened
it a tiny crack. It would not take long to
run out and bring the =Jack-o'-lantern inside
and light the candle again. Still, =Mother
had said they were not to go out in the
storm. So, of course, that meant she could
not get the =Jack-o'-lantern and light the
candle again.
While =Mary was wondering what could
be done, she saw =Father's flashlight coming
along ahead of him. It made a circle of
light at the corner. Then the flashlight
crept up the post! =Father would see the



 You know,  said =Peder,  I was so very
fond of that little gull. I really was fond
of it. 
Every day =Peder watched for the gull.
Autumn came, and then winter, but the
gull did not come back.
 I never would know it now,  said =Peder.
 By this time it has lost its brown baby
feathers. It must be a white gull like the
others. 
 It will be happy with the wild birds, 
said =Grandfather.  The gull was happy
with you, too, =Peder, but not for always.
That is the way of nature. 
 Now that it is grown up, I guess that
it is better for the gull to be with the wild
ones,  said =Peder.
Just then =Birgit had an idea that she
thought was fine and it might make her
brother happy.
 The gull might come back for a visit
some day,  she said.



=Patsy began to make a pile of =A things
like aprons and apples and toy airplanes.
Next to that pile she put some =B things
like brooms and baskets and balls.
Mr =Jenkins looked at the neat piles
and said,  That's another fine plan! 
He started a pile of =C things. Just then
=Peter came out with a small ax in one
hand and a big dish in the other.
Mr =Jenkins said to =Patsy,  =What about
=Peter? Does he know his =A-B-C's? He's
only six, isn't he? 
=Peter heard the questions.
 I know the alphabet,  he said.  I have
an alphabet book at home. The alphabet
book says =A is for ape. 
 There is a toy ape, but there isn't any
real ape in my store,  said Mr =Jenkins.
 I'm glad I don't have to look after an ape.
This store is topsy-turvy enough.  



=hat was where =Squeaker lived with his
family. Squeaker was a mouse.
In the daytime the store was full of
people buying bread, apples, cheese, and
other things. Then the mice were asleep,
all curled up in their dark hole under the
floor. At night after the people had gone
away, Mr =Peters turned out the lights and
went home. That was when the mice came
out to find something to eat.
First, the father mouse came out. He
looked all around to see that all was safe.
Then he went away because he had very
important things to do.
Next, the mother mouse came out. She
looked all around, too, to see that all was
safe.
Then she squeaked,  =All right, children.
Come along. 
Then the children scrambled out of the
dark hole and ran up and down the floor of
the grocery store.
&&000 MACMILLAN CO.  (1951)  3RD GRADE          MAC9513R.ASC
GOOD TIMES TODAY AND TOMORROW by Arthur I gates et al
Source: Columbia TC  xerox, scan edit by DPH June 3, 1993

&&111


The next night the pilot of the airplane
took =Christopher and his father back
east.
 Are we going to live in the west,
=Father?  asked =Christopher. His father
said no, he didn't think he would like to
work on that farm.
When =Bob came over to see him,
=Christopher said,  =What do you think
happened in the west? 
=Bob said,  You saw a circus! 
=Christopher laughed.  I saw a circus
and I was in a circus! 
=Fall days had come again. Now the
summer was over and =Christopher was
back in school.
=Father went away again. This time he
went south. He had heard about a big
farm that was to be sold in =Florida.
Many days later there came a knock
at the door.
 Open the door, dear,  said =Mother.
Christopher threw open the door.
=Father was standing there!
 Hello!  he said.  Anyone home? 
 Here is =Father!  cried =Christopher.
=Mother ran to the door. She was so
surprised to see =Father standing there!
 Come in and tell us the news,  said
=Mother.



Many long winter nights =Christopher
and his mother and father sat by the fire.
They listened to the radio. They ate the
apples and the nuts that =Bob had given
them.
=Christopher liked the fire. Circus people
and circus animals danced in the red and
blue and yellow lights.
Then slowly the winds changed. Warm
winds blew from the south. The days
began to grow warmer.
Spring had come at last!
Spring days were busy days at the
=Jones farm. As soon as the ground was
ready, Mr =Jones was going to plant his
potatoes.
One bright morning =Christopher sat on
the fence in the sun. He looked across
their land, rich, black land where
potatoes would soon be growing!
 =Father!  he cried.  I want to help
with the planting! 
 Come on,  laughed =Father.  I need
you! 
So all day long =Christopher and his
=Father worked together, planting potatoes
on their land. They worked until dark.
On the way up to the house, =Father said:
Well, =Christopher, spring is here now.
I guess the circus will soon be ready to
open in the city.  He looked at =Christopher.
 Are you still thinking about it? 
 I am always thinking about the circus, 
said =Christopher.  Could we go this
year? 



=Patsy walked back into the kitchen with
a lamb under each arm.
 This,  she said, setting one down on its
long legs,  is =Mary, and this,  setting the
other one down,  is =Moses! And they are
mine. Father said so. My lambs to keep! 
 And how,  answered the cook,  am I
going to get my work done with two sheep
walking around the kitchen? 
 They are going to live in the =Smoke
=House,  said =Patsy.
So began the life of =Mary and =Moses, 
twins. While they were still very small
they had to have food late at night, and
for a while a funny little parade went
from the house to the =Smoke =House each
night.  =Patsy, with =Father's coat over her,
carried a big lamp. Her sister, covered
with a big red blanket, carried a bottle
under her arm and a pail of warm milk
in her hand.
When the =Smoke =House door opened, the
lambs would jump up, wondering at the
light. Patsy would set the lamp down and
hold =Moses, who hopped and danced wildly
to get the bottle that =Patsy held.
 Ladies first!  said =Patsy, and =Mary's
little tail would go round and round until
she had taken all the milk from the bottle.
Then it was =Moses' turn for the feast.
On some of the warm spring days =Patsy
would sit on the ground and watch the
lambs eat grass, dance about, or sleep
in the shade.
=Mary was quite happy by herself. But
=Moses would rather be near =Patsy. He
loved her, and he loved her red dress.
But =Patsy thought of a plan that worked
very well. She dressed a long stick in her
red dress and set it against a tree. Moses
would dance around, eat clover, and sleep
by the stick quite happily.
Was it just the red dress that he loved?
Or was =Patsy inside all red dresses?



The =Pilgrims decided to build their
houses on the flat land at the bottom of
the hill. They planned to build a  =Common
=House  first where they could store their
food and their guns. Then each man
would build his own home.
Very soon the men and boys came on
shore and began cutting down the big
trees. They worked from early morning
until late at night, every day in =December.
There was no time to be lost.
Day after day the men worked.  They
had to forget the rain and the snow and
the cold wind. Many took sick and did
not live through that hard winter. The
women and children stayed on the
=Mayflower and took care of the sick. The
older boys helped with the building
whenever they could.
At last the =Common =House was finished.
Food and guns were stored in it and some
families were moved there to live. This
made room for the other people on the
=Mayflower.
The =Pilgrims planned out the first street
in their new town, which they called  =New
=Plymouth.  =The street ran from the beach
to the bottom of the hill. They planned
to build houses on both sides of the
street.
They gave each family some ground
along the street. Here each father could
build his house and have a small garden
behind it.



It was a warm morning over three
=hundred years ago, =September =6, =1620, 
when =Remember =Allerton looked over the
side of the ship and down at the excited
people on the dock at =Plymouth, =England.
Her arms were around her little white
dog, and she felt very sad at leaving her
Grandmother. =Grandmother said home
in =England was the best place for her to be.
The ship on which she was standing
that morning was called the  =Mayflower. 
=Little did she know that it was going to
be her only home for many months to
come.
The =Mayflower was getting ready to
sail for =American with a great crowd of
=Pilgrims. These =Pilgrims were going out
to build new homes in a new land. They
wanted to live and think as they thought
was best for them, and not as they were
told in =England.
 Oh, there you are!  cried a voice.  My
friend, I have hunted all over the boat for
you. I have good news! 
Remember turned around as a girl about
ten years old rushed up to her. Her hood
was pushed back, and her fair, curly
hair was blowing in the wind. It was
Remember's friend, =Constance =Hopkins.
 We are sailing today!  cried =Constance.
 Sailing for =American! Don't you think
that is wonderful news?   



He saw that he had a new skin under it,
so he didn't care if he lost the old one.
His skin was so loose now he could pull
it off. He stepped out of it and looked at
it. Then, being a frog, he went over and
ate his old skin.
The =Frog =Child was grown-up now, but
he was quite young. He still had many
new things to learn. He had a very good
time all summer. He thought the world
was always like this.
At last the summer came to an end.
The sun was not very warm any more.
The little frog did not like this. One day
he met the big green frog on the rock
by the pond.
The little frog asked,  =Where is the
warm sun? 
 It has gone away for the winter, 
said the big frog.
 I do not like that,  said the little
frog.  What will we do without the sun? 
We will dig deep into the soft mud at
the bottom of the pond. There we will
sleep all winter. We will sleep until the
warm sun comes back in the spring. 
Oh, no,  said the =Frog =Child.  I don't
want to do that. I want to go on eating
insects and hopping and swimming. 
 I know,  said the big frog.  But you
will do what all frogs do. You will sleep
under the mud all winter. You wait. 



The dog, which knew little about how
to fight raccoons, began to cry and howl.
When the mother let go for a minute, the
dog backed off. And as she jumped at
him again, he turned tail and ran away.
Mrs =Raccoon growled and ran after him.
But the dog had had enough. For once
he had met a raccoon that was not afraid
of him. Howling as he went along, he
took himself back to the farm.
As soon as Mrs =Raccoon was sure the
dog had gone, she turned to =Racky and
nosed him softly. She looked over his fur
coat to see if he were hurt. But except
for a scratch on one of his ears, =Racky
was fine. She looked over her own hurts
then, and smoothed down her beautiful fur.
=Ricky, seeing that the way was open,
now scampered down from the tree. She
was very pleased with her mother and
=Racky. She went running from one to the
other, and began to touch them softly
with her little black nose.



Soon a box came holding a stove with
two doors which could be opened to make
a little fireplace.
Next the workmen began building a
window seat big enough to be used to
sleep on, and they made shelves to keep
books and other treasures on. Oh, there
was never a house like that!
From the door you could look way down
on the roof of the big house, and people
looked like toys moving about. From the
windows you looked out into the green
leaves and a world of branches with birds
or gray squirrels going by.
Soon =Mother and =Trudy were sewing on
curtains. The other six little girls helped,
but =Trudy told them that she didn't think
she would let them in her tree house.
 You don't really mean that, =Trudy, 
=Mother would tell her, but =Trudy shook
her head.
 Yes, I do, too!  she would tease.  This
is for me! 



=Manu lived with his father and mother
and his little brother, =Timi, in a house by
the edge of the sea. The house was made
of bamboo and looked like a bird cage.
Day and night the winds from the sea
played through the bamboo cage. The
roof was made of grass piled high, and it
smelled fresh and clean.
There are no tables nor chairs nor beds
nor curtains nor pictures in the houses in
=Bora =Bora. =Manu went to bed on some
grass mats beside his little brother, =Timi.
Through the open doorway he could see
the shining water.
At an early hour in the morning,
when the sun began to push its head over
the water, =Manu's father called out,
 =Wake up!  Then all =Manu had to do
was roll up his mats, pull the sleepy =Timi
to his feet, and run swiftly across the wet
sand into the sea.



About once a year the =Indians caught
some of the ponies and took them to the
camp to use for riding. But most of the
time the ponies just ran around loose,
grazing where they pleased and having
lots of fun.
=White =Cloud told her baby about the
other animals on the plains. He saw a
snake that lived in the grass. The snake
could move quickly even though it did not
have long legs like a pony. Lightning
saw many snakes.
 Those poor little animals have lost
their legs,  he said to his mother.  It
must be hard for them to run without
legs.  And his mother laughed.
He saw birds fly up into the air on their
wings and he looked up at them and
wondered. He thought their wings were
legs.
 What strange legs those animals have! 
he said. He lifted one of his own legs
and hit the ground with his foot.



Then she went to Mrs =Squirrel's
house and knocked at the door. When
Mrs =Squirrel came to let her in, Mrs
=Goose said,  I just came to see if you
had seen my rubbers. 
Mrs =Squirrel was making a hickory
nut cake.  No, no, I have not seen your
rubbers,  she said.  Did you think they
were here? 
 I didn't know,  said Mrs =Goose.  I
just thought they might be. 
Then Mrs =Goose went home. She
looked under the stove; she looked
behind the door; she looked up on the
book shelves; she looked in a pot of
flowers; she looked in the ice box, but
she could not find her rubbers.
&&000 MACMILLAN COMPANY  3RD GRADE (1957)      MAC9573R.ASC
GOOD TIMES TODAY AND TOMORROW by Arthur I. Gates and 
     Celeste Comegys Peardon
Source: U of Rochester Xeroxed, scanned and edited by DPH 12-08-92


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=Christopher =Jones lived in the country
on a little farm. The farm was a long
way from the town. It was a long, long
way from the big city.
=Christopher had not gone into the town
very much, and he had never been to the
big city. Every day he went two miles up
the road to school at the red schoolhouse.
And nearly every day he went two miles
down the road to see his friend, =Bob.



At last it was moving day  The
moving men came and carried all the
=Jones' things out of the house. Everything
was going to =Florida.
=Christopher put all of his books and
toys and his radio into a box. He pushed
this box in with the other things. He
wanted to be sure that this box went to
=Florida. Then he went down the road to
say a last good-by to =Bob.


Then she came out again for her birthday cake.
Her six sisters watched her . still without
talking.
She went by them, carrying a big white
birthday cake, with white candles on it.
Carefully saying nothing, she ran up the
steps under their watching eyes.


 It takes the brown toad a long time to
go traveling as far as the pool because he
cannot run. He can only hop.
 We chipmunks could get there in a
little while, and =Cottontail, the rabbit,
could get there even more quickly. He
could get from here to the end of the pool
in almost no time at all. 
She had hardly stopped talking when 
rabbit came flying along the shore. He
ran in long jumps, and so quickly that his
feet seemed hardly to touch the ground.
There was a show of brown fur and of
white tail, and he was gone like the wind
among the bushes up along the hillside.


Among the other early signs of spring,
you should see the blackbirds with red
wings. And what a sight they are upon
snow-covered field looking for early
worms! For it will snow again many
times after they come back. Then the
shining birds in black with their spots of
red make one of the prettiest sights of
the spring.
To be sure it is spring, you should see
some bushes in flower in the wet =March
woods. Learn the name of one. And,
besides that, you should take a day off and
go looking for may flowers.



Well,  said the robin, it seemed to
me that it did move. A little. 
But not a wag? 
Oh, no, not a wag. No. More a a 
kind of tremble. 
=Freddy shook his head.  He felt very
sad.  Just what I was afraid of.  A tremble!
You can't say anything with a
tremble, now, can you?

The exploring of =Plymouth began. The
=Pilgrims found that the harbor was good
for both big ships and small boats. They
had planted corn a long time ago. There
were no signs of any Indian houses. They
saw fish in the rivers, and big trees in the
woods near by. Best of all, they found
good drinking water.
 This would be a good place to build
our homes in the new world,  the =Pilgrims
said to each other.  Here there is
cleared land on which to plant gardens.
We have big trees to cut into boards for
houses. We can catch fish in the rivers
and feast on deer and wild turkey from
the woods. We have good water to drink. 
And so =Plymouth was picked by the
=Pilgrims as the place to build their new
homes. Once more the brave men sailed
back to the mothers and children waiting
on the =Mayflower. This time the news
they carried was good news!

=Patsy walked back into the kitchen wit
a lamb under each arm.
 This,  she said, setting one down on it
long legs,  is =Mary, and this,  setting th
other one down,  is =Moses! And they are
mine. =Father said so. My lambs to keep!
 And how,  answered the cook,  am
going to get my work done with two sheep
walking around the kitchen? 
They are going to live in the Smoke =House, 
said =Patsy.
So began life of =Mary and =Moses, 
twins. While they were still very small 
they had to have food late at night, and
for a while a funny little parade went
from the house to the =Smoke =House each
night. =Patsy. with =Father's coat over her,
carried a big lamp. Her sister, covered
with a big red blanket, carried a bottle 
under her arm and a pail of warm milk in her hand.


The days went by, and hardly had the
people time to stop talking about the =Ball
before the =King's herald galloped up the
village street at noon, and called out:
Listen, all people of the village! The
second son of the king is about to choose a
wife. Every girl is asked to the =Ball at the
castle.  
This time I shall go with all the rest! 
thought the goose girl. Once again she ran
to catch the soft, white feathers in her
finger s as they fell on the wind. Once again
when night came, she sat in the doorway
of her cottage, sewing the feathers she
had saved round her old gray dress.
But one old woman in the village shook
her head.  Life will not be all dancing
for the one who he chooses,  she said to
the others.  The second son is much too
spoiled and too lazy. 


=Linda brushed the dust of his fur.
=Bruce said,  Ride him, =cowboy =Pogo! 
=John put his arms around him.  Oh =Pogo Father will be so
surprised when he hears about you! 
Hears about him? I saw him! 
=John turned around. =Father had come
to the =Rodeo. Why, he was right here in
the =West! Now whose turn was it to be
surprised? =John threw his arms around
=Father. =Bruce and =Linda were excited, too.
 Are we leaving the ranch?  =John asked
=Father, when the =Rodeo was over.
Not for several days. I think I'll see
if I can be as good a cowboy this week as
my boy and his dog have been.
=Father petted =Pogo.
 Just think what a lot of stories =Pogo
will have to tell to the dogs on our street
when we get home!  laughed =Father.
=Pogo wagged his little tail.
=Bow-wow!  he answered.

But =Manu is a good name, for it is the
name of a bird. As he grew older, =Manu
became as swift as the bird he was named
for, and his little eyes were as sharp as a
hawk's. He could see a ship farther out
at sea than anyone else in =Bora =Bora.
He could swim and dive like a seal. He
was able to throw four white stones into
the water, then catch them all before they
dropped to the bottom.
=Bora =Bora is the nicest island in the
whole world for children. All that they
ever put on is a narrow piece of  
red and white cloth, which is tied about the boy's
middle, no shirt, no trousers, and no
socks! If a boy wants to dive into the sea
with this piece of cloth on, he finds that
the burning hot sun dries it off for him
as soon as he gets back to land.
&&000 ROW, PETERSON and Co.  (1955)  3RD GRADE       ROW9553R.ASC
[READING-LITERATURE]  YOUR LIFE  by Wilfred Eberhart et al
Source: Columbia TC xerox scan edit by DPH  June 3, 1993

&&111



encountered no rhinos, large or
small. We found no lions, no giraffe,
no anything. Far off I saw some
antelope, but they were small game,
for children to stalk and shoot.
Why, the gun that was commensurate 
with my size would have blown
one of those antelope into  
nothingness. So I wasn't interested in  
antelope, then.
The hours passed. We were  
making a wide circle, back to camp. I
was intent on reaching it before the
=Duke got back, so that if I did not
kill a rhino before I reached camp,
I could return the rifle to his rack,
swear the boys to secrecy, and  
nobody would be the wiser. Then next
day, or the day after, I'd try again, 
and keep on trying until I got my
rhino. Hadn't my grandfather often
told me that if at first I did not
succeed, I must try, try again?
But it was almost four in the
afternoon, I was more tired than I
had ever been, and we had found
exactly nothing. I had never seen
such empty country I didn't see
why the boys had to be so careful,
one walking ahead of me a couple
of paces, the other to my right rear
, that was the gunbearer, ready to
slip the rifle into my hand when I
reached back for it, which would of
course be when the rhino was in
full charge. Nothing .   
We came to a large group of  
boulders covering many acres. I'd  
resigned myself to failure for this day



five dollars was to come from to
pay for the printer. His partner did
not spend so much time in  
wondering about the first issue as he did in
planning for the second issue. But
wonder with =Walter grew into
worry, and as the boy was going to
school and had his lessons to learn,
his intense worry about the huge
debt which hung over his head and
that of his partner soon showed in
his failure to know his lessons. This
failure was soon noticed by his  
parents, who very promptly notified
=Cyrus that the partnership, so far as
=Walter was concerned, would have
to be instantly dissolved. So, before
he could get out his second number,
=Cyrus found himself left cold  as
sole proprietor of a paper, with five
dollars of debt on his shoulders.
=Cyrus did not like the idea of the
five-dollar debt any more than did
=Walter, and he liked even less the
idea of this same five-dollar debt
recurring weekly. But, unlike  
=Walter, he did not run away from the
problem. He decided to think it
out and solve it. 


of them was overpowering. The
woman threw down a pan and got
down on all fours, picking them
over.
It was like something =Celicia had
read about ages and ages ago. The
old woman stood watching the
young woman and trying to think
what it was. It was something in her
=Fourth =Reader, when she was a
child.    =Pomona!, that was it.
=Pomona. The apple goddess of the
old =Romans!
=Celicia could not say a word. She
went back into the parlor and sat
down. She had to. She was all of a
tremble with excitement over the
way her niece looked. She had never
believed her niece could look like
that.
She could hear the fire in the
kitchen chimney roaring in the
wind. She could hear her niece
shoving in the wood and putting the
kettles on for jelly. The house  
began to smell of sweet cooking. The
scent of apples went all through the
rooms. wherever =Celicia went, the
sharp scent came after her. The old
rooms smelled like =Arabia and the
=Spice Isles.
=Polly was tearing around like a
wild thing. She stirred one seething
kettle with her wooden spoon and
put on another. She brought in a
new sack of apples and dumped
them on the floor. She poured out
a kettleful of scalding red juice into
the cheesecloth bag and let it drain
into a pan. Then she rushed the



What color are they, =Son?  his
father asked.
Blue, I guess,  =Tommy said, and
blushed the redder, with =Mary's
finger pointed at him while she
shouted,  See, he is, too, scared of
her. 
Going to town, =Tommy was  
happy to be in the front seat of the car
with his father. His father was no
hand to talk, driving, and =Tommy
liked the quiet.
The two girls were quiet in the
back seat, too, except for =Mary's
spelling out the signs by the  
roadside and =Nancy's repeating her  
=Latin vocabulary to herself.
He was grateful when his father
drew up in front of the feed store,
pressed a quarter into =Tommy's
hand, and gave coins to the girls,
too, and said,  Now, you be back;
here at the car, in just ten minutes,
if you want to ride out with me. 
=Tommy went directly to the
drugstore, where he had seen a  
display of valentines in the window.
There were three things to be  
considered in choosing the valentine,
he discovered, the price, that must
not be more than a quarter; the
cover, that must be pretty; and the
verse inside. The best verses, it was
soon plain, did not go with the best
covers. He chose one at last, paid
for it, and had it safe in a paper
envelope and inside the bib of his
overalls before =Mary came running
to tell him that his father said it
was time to go.



The lawyer produced some  
shriveled-up melon rinds that had been
found outside =Old =John's shack.
Same melon that my client raises.
The =Giant =Redheart. They're  
uncommon around here. 
Next, =Schrader's hired man was
on the stand, telling how he had
gone to the barn that night to lool;
at a sick horse. When he came out of
the barn, he heard a noise at the
gate, and he heard =Old =John's cart
rattling away. He found the gate
open and a melon broken on the
ground. He didn't know the calf
had strayed out, so he fastened the
gate and went back to the house, 
just as the courthouse clock struck
ten.
It looked hopeless for =Old =Johm
He didn't have =eighty dollars, or
even eight dollars, probably, in
cash, and so =Gus =Schrader would
take over the shack of his and his tag
of pasture.
The judge looked down at him.
 Have you anything to say? 
=Old =John looked lost.  I just  
going home from town,  he said.
At that moment, =Dave =Graham
was on his feet. Something took him
from his father's side straight down
the aisle to the judge's bench. =Joe
heard his voice saying,  I did it. 
Afterward he could hardly  
remember how they put him on the
stand, how they asked him questions
and he answered with his face  
burning and his eyes on the floor.
Dimly he remembered =Old =John
saying happily,  Then I don't lose
my place?  and his father talking
tensely with =Gus =Schrader.
when everyone was gone from
the courtroom, =Dave walked slowly
to his father's office. He waited  
outside till =Miss =Engle straightened up
her desk and went home. His father
was in the back office, at his old  
rolltop desk, sitting in his shirt sleeves,



its mate closed with his  
forefinger and blowing fiercely. Then he
walked down to the barn,  
rubbing his hands together. He  
curried =TJ and brushed two saddle horses
in the stalls, talking quietly to them
all the time; and he had hardly  
finished with his task when the iron
triangle started ringing at the ranch
house.
=Billy struck the brush and  
currycomb together and laid them on the
rail, and went up to breakEast. His
action had been so deliberate and
yet so wasteless of time that he came
to the house while Mrs =TiRin was
still ringing the triangle. She  
nodded her gray head to him and withdrew 
into the kitchen. Billy =Buck
sat down on the steps, because he
was a cow hand, and it wouldn't be
fitting that he should go first into
the dining room. As =Billy sat there,
he could hear Mr =Tiflin in the
house, stamping his feet into his
boots.
The high, jangling note of the
triangle put the boy =Jody in motion.
He was only a little boy, ten years
old, with hair like dusty yellow
grass, with shy, polite gray eyes,
and with a mouth that worked when
he thought. The triangle picked
him up out of sleep. It didn't occur
to him to disobey the harsh note.
He never had; no one he knew ever
had. He brushed the tangled hair
out of his eyes and skinned his



 It's your turn,  the coach told
me.  Ever use a pole before? 
 Oh, sure,  I told him.
He gave me a pole and the crowd
cleared away and grew silent.  
Everyone w as watching me.
I threw the pole down and smiled
at the crowd. The coach yelled for
me to pick up the pole and jump. I
picked it up and three it ten feet
away from me. Everybody gasped.
Then I took a short run and went
over at eleven feet. It was simple.
This time the coach and the judge
tool; pins and poked them in one
another's cheeks. The coach grabbed
me and said, When I wake up, I'm
going to be so mad at you I'll give
you the beating of your life. 
=Anna =Louise came up and held
my arm and said,  Oh, =Bottles,
you're so wonderful ! I've always
thought so. Please forgive me for
calling you =Rubbernose. I want you
to come to our party tonight. 
 All right,  I said,  I'll forgive
you, but don't you call me  
=Rubbernose again. 
They moved the bar up again
then, and the fellow from =Fairfield
couldn't make it. I took a short run
and went over so easy that it came
to me I could fly if I wanted to but
I decided not to try it on account of
people wouldn't think it so  
wonderful if a fellow that could fly jumped
eleven feet without a pole. I'd won
the track meet for =Brinkley =High
and the students all came down out
of the stand and put me on their



Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For this brave old earth must borrow its mirth,
It has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh! it is lost on the air;
The echoes rebound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not want your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all, 
There are none to decline your nectared  wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train;
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.



 No bottles,  said Mrs =Di =Tucco
at last, with deep thoughtfulness.
 Okay, no bottles. But she is still
not nice peoples, these =Sanitations. 
In technical possession of the last
word, she beamed upon the =Police
=Department, gave a hoist to the  
wiggling =Angelo, and rocked her way
home, talking quietly to herself.
=Jim mopped his brow and  
resumed his patrol, relieved about the
=Sanitation =Department's future, but
scowling a little. He scowled  
because he couldn't offer Mrs =Di
=Tucco to =Bill as a subject for a
theme on  =An Important  
=Personage,  and she was typical of his beat.
He'd never envied the =Mid-Town
=Squad their assignments before,
what with all the questions tourists
asked them; but if you were on post
on =Fifth =Avenue, you might meet
almost anybody in a day's work. A
movie star, for instance, would be
an important personage. So he got
Mrs =Di =Tuccol
The afternoon dragged away,  
uncurling its length without incident.
H e reported a broken manhole
cover, prevented a fifth-graders raid
on a fruit stand, and dealt severely
with a =New =Jersey truck driver who
was suffering from a delusion that
red meant Go! 
=At twenty minutes past seven he
rang =Sergeant =Burke from the  
signal box again, to report that there
was nothing to report and to ask
after the sergeant's wife. Sergeant
=Burke had developed a sympathetic



She knew better than to argue
with her father after he had given a
decision, but when summer started
she wasn't sure it could be done.
=Fifty dollars seemed like an  
impossible amount of money. She walked
up to the old home place the first
morning after school let out to ask
her Uncle =Vic what he thought
about her chances. Uncle =Vic
wasn't very old, only twenty-six,
and the youngest of her father's
brothers, who all lived along the
road between =Waniss and =Pelican
=Lake, but he always had time to
talk things over with her. That
morning he disappointed her. He
said,  Sure you can do it, =Carol.
How many worms can you dig in a
week? 
 I don't know,  she said.  What
if it's a dry summer, =Vic? =Grandpa's
barnyard might get all cracked and
the worms would go away. 
 Fiddle!  Uncle =Vic grinned.
You dug a hundred a week last
summer, didn't you? 
 Yes. 
 Let's see,  Uncle =Vic said.  
 Two dozen for a quarter, that was your
price, wasn't it? That's about a  
dollar a week. And you didn't dig
more than one morning every week.
"And now," says the great, wicked ogre, "=I
will wait no longer, for you are just the pig =I
want for my supper, and so you may march
along with me."
=But the largest of the little pigs had his wits
about him, =I can tell you. "Oh, very well," says
he; "if =I am the shoe that fits there is no use
in hunting for another. Only, have you a roasted
apple to put in my mouth when =I am cooked?
For no one ever heard of a little pig brought on
the table without a roasted apple in its mouth."
=No; the ogre had no roasted apple.
Dear, dear! That was a great pity. If he
would wait for a little while, the largest of the
little pigs would run home and fetch one. Then
things would be as they should.
Yes; the ogre was satisfied with that. So off
ran the little pig, and the ogre sat down on a
stone and waited for him.
Well, he waited and he waited and he waited
and he waited, but not a tip of a hair of the little
pig did he see that day, as you can guess without
mv tellin~ vou.

Sometimes he went by water, paddling his
canoe. But always he returned to the tepee on
the hilltop. Little =Bear, listening until he heard
the crackle of his footstep in the forest, would
leave his play and run to meet his father.
One day, in the almost spring, =Great =Wind
returned from a long journey. Little =Bear ran
to meet him, crying: "=In the tepee is a little
baby sister."
=Great =Wind was a silent man, but with his
eyes he showed his pleasure.
"What shall her-name be?" asked =Little =Bear.
"As we walk to the tepee, a name will run
before us," answered =Great =Wind.
So they walked through the woods where the
spring was almost coming. Across their path
scampered a gray squirrel.
"Shall her name be =Gray =Squirrel?" cried
=Little =Bear.
"No," answered =Great =Wind, "for the  
squirrel chatters, and that would not be proper for
a little =Indian girl."
=In the distance they heard the noise of a big
moose.

"Well, here we are," said =Uncle =John. He
turned to look at =Curly.
But =Curly was fast asleep and so was =Tuff.
"That boy has been asleep since lunch time,"
laughed =Aunt =Mary.
But now =Curly was rubbing his eyes and
hopping out, with =Tuff close behind him. First
he ran to the edge of the high cliff and looked
off over the blue ocean. It stretched away as far
as he could see. Right below him was the shore
with the white waves breaking on the rocks.
The cliff became lower and still lower, toward
the north. Then it changed to a beach of white
sand, shaped like a silvery new moon. Uncle
=John called this beach "the cove."
=At the end of the beach, =Curly could see  
another steep cliff that rose up and out of the
sea. Still farther away was a harbor, with a
white lighthouse at its narrow entrance. Many
white sails dotted the harbor, with a few colored
ones here and there. Curly thought it looked
like a big blue garden. Looking way off in the
other direction, he saw a river shining in the
sun. It curved like a long blue snake as it flowed

=When he awoke, it was daylight. Two great
red and black birds flew high over the tree
tops. Dohobare watched them. They were
going to the river to drink. He would go that
way too, for he knew that toward the river
would be toward home.
He made his way through the tangle until
he came to an animal trail. It too would lead
toward the river. He was so thirsty that all he
could think of was water, but at last he reached
the river.
Dohobare knew the jungle too well to throw
himself on the bank and drink. Thirsty as he
was, he stopped and looked about. He looked
carefully at the hanging vines. Sometimes a
large snake will hang down like a vine over a
trail, to drop on an animal drinking, wrap
around it, and crush it. But he saw none. He
looked one way, ~hen the other. He saw an
alligator sunning itself on the bank. He knew

=The night was cool, the night was still,
=The desert sand was soft and white,
=And there were stars up in the sky
=And one was bright.

And silently it shone upon
=The =Wise =Men as they rode along,
=While in their hearts the =Wise =Men sang
=A =Christmas song.

And when they reached the manger, there
=Was =Mary with her newborn =Child,
=And when =He saw his gifts, =I'm sure
=The =Baby smiled.

Christmas =Eve. The stars were twinkling as
though they knew it was the best night of the
whole year. The snow was as soft and white
~ if it were =Christmas =Eve in a story book.
the village =Christmas tree. Tiny lights gleamed
from top to bottom, making the gilded acorns
shine, the silver pods glisten, and the frosted
cones gleam and sparkle.
Every child in the village had come to see
the tree that belonged to every one. Each one
saw something he had found out of doors and
arranged especially for the tree.
"What makes it look so white and shimmery
all over?" asked a lady next to =Mother.
"It's silk from the milkweed seeds,"  
whispered =Penny.
"Oh," said the lady. "It looks like a tree
from =Fairylandl"
=And truly it did.
When they came tO the corner by the  
drugstore, =Father stopped.
"Now shut your eyes," he said, "and take
my hand." =Then he led them a little way.
"Now," he said, "open your eyes."

 "=We are keeping that postman pretty busy
these days," =Uncle =Joe would say, whenever he
took a letter to the mailbox that stood by the
roadside. He would say the same thing  
whenever he found a letter from =Bobby or =Betty
waiting there for him. Then he would laugh.
Aunt =Jenny would laugh, too.
The letters were very important, for the days
were getting warmer and warmer. Soon the
sheep would have to be shorn. Surely =Bobby
and =Betty wanted to be at the farm for the
shearing, but of course they didn't want to miss
any days at school.
So weren't the children happy that the day
set for the shearing was one of the first days
of their vacation~
=When =Bobby and =Betty arrived, the jolly  
conductor helped them down the steps of the train
and said, "=I hope you have a good time at the
farm."
=The children thanked him and ran down the
platform to =Uncle =Joe, who was waiting for
them. He put their bags into his car, and away
they went.

"How much are they today?" asked the other
squirrels.
"Six nuts for one cakel =Six nuts for one
cake =I "
=So the squirrels ran all about the woods,
hunting for nuts, and for acorns and berries
too. Then they hurried back to get their cakes.
You should have seen how they sat up on the
branches, with their bushy tails standing up  
behind them like little trees.
Munch, munch, munch.
You should have seen how they nibbled and
chewed, and chatted, and smiled at one another.
"They are lovely cakes."
"=Yes. They are."
"=Buy, buy, buy!" cried Mrs =Fluff.
Now =Bruin the =Bear woke up in his den. He
sniffed at the air. Never before had he smelled
such a lovely smell.
"I smell hot cakes," said =Bruin the =Bear,  
licking his whiskers. He got up, gave himself a
shake. He came out of his den. He sniffed and
sniffed and sniffed at the air. At last he found
out where the shop was.

Just then =Father =Scottie made a very big
scratch on the door. Just then the horse made
a very fast gallop past the window. Mother
=Scottie jumped up and ran to the window.
She barked and barked. Then she walked over
to the door. Mother =Scottie and =Father =Scottie
growled something to each other in their
throats.
Father =Scottie was saying, "=Please come out
for a walk with me. It is good and cold outside
and the sun is shining."
=And =Mother =Scottie was saying, "=Oh, thank
you, but no, =I could not think of such a thing
with our babies only eight days old. I will not
leave them even a minute, but ask me again
next week."
=The puppies are all turned on their backs.
They are trying to twist themselves back again.
They are searching for their mother with their
shut eyes. They are sniffing to find the smell
of milk. Their heads are shaking. Their legs
are sliding out beside their fat tummies. They
are squeaking long crying squeaks. They are
saying, "=Mother, =Mother, come back, we are
hungry." =They are saying, "=Oh, dear, our
mother thinks of so many things to go and
bark atl"

in the back yard, but he didn't see anything
growing but a chinaberry tree, and a big. white
garage. Now as every one knows, =Jerome
=Anthony couldn't eat grass or a green hedge.
He couldn't eat a chinaberry tree or a big white
garage! Jerome =Anthony was getting very  
worried, because he was hungry and he couldn't
see where he was to find his dinner.
Auntie said: "=Dinner will be coming in a
minute. Just you wait. Dinner will be coming
in a minute."
"=Well," laughed =Jerome =Anthony, "whoever
heard of dinner coming~ =You're supposed to
get your dinner."
=But =Jerome =Anthony waited. It was all he
could do. He was in the city now, and  
everything is different in the city.
Pretty soon he heard a noise. It went like
this: =Brr-rrr-rr-r. "What is that?" asked =Jerome
=Anthony.
"That's the doorbell," said his auntie. "See
who it is." =So =Jerome =Anthony opened the
door, and there stood a man with a big brown
bag in his arms.
&&000  SCOTT, FORESMAN  1952  3RD GRADE           SF19523R.ASC
STREETS AND ROADS by William S. Gray et al
Source: Center for Research Libraries @ Chicago 12-30-94
Xeroxed, scanned and edited by DPH 01-03-95

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=Paddle =Tail and his twin sister, =Water
=Baby, swam out of the doorway of their
house in the big pond. They were right
behind =Mother =Beaver, and they followed
her to the top of the pool of water.
The beaver twins splashed and swam
and swam and splashed in their pond.
They swam down into the water and
slowly up to the smooth, glassy top again.
The water was cold, and the sun felt
warm and pleasant on the beavers wet,
furry backs.
All at once there was a noise among
the trees, and some people came out of
the woods.
=Mother =Beaver was frightened. She
raised her thick, flat tail and brought
it down on the water with a hard slap.
When the beaver twins heard the slap,
they dived straight down into the pond
and hid in their house.
Then =Mother =Beaver dived down and
hid there with them.
That slapping noise was her danger
signal. No beaver makes such a noise
unless danger is very near.
For a while the three beavers stayed
in their house and hid. But finally
=Mother =Beaver swam back toward the
top of the water. Close behind her swam
the twins.
One by one the three brown heads
bobbed up to the top of the pool.


=Brother =Fox came out from the bushes,
prancing along as pleased as could be.
He certainly was enjoying himself.
Good morning, he called. So you
think =Tar =Baby is a stuck-up fellow! It
seems to me you're the one that's stuck
up. All stuck up with tar!
The fox laughed wickedly, =Ho, ho, ho!
He laughed so hard that he rolled on
the ground, with tears running down his
face. He certainly was enjoying himself.
Dear, kind =Brother =Fox! begged the
poor rabbit. Please pull me loose.
Oh, no! said the wicked old fox. I
won't pull you loose. I'll cook you, and
I'll roast you, and I'll eat you for my
dinner!
Oh, =Brother =Fox, begged the rabbit
with tears in his eyes. Please don't
eat me. Eat something else instead.
I don't want anything else, said the
fox with his wicked smile. I can hardly
wait for my first bite of roast rabbit!
The fox raked a big pile of leaves
over a log close to =Tar =Baby. Then he
set the pile on fire to cook the rabbit.
As the fire burned, =Brother =Rabbit
got hotter and hotter. He had never
been so hot in all his life. He turned
and twisted and twisted and turned,
trying to get away from the smoke and
the flames.


=Maple =Grove =School was getting ready
for a =Christmas party.
The children trimmed their tree with
ropes of silver and glass balls of different
sizes. They hung stars on the tree and
put the biggest star on top.
Everyone was wishing that =Bill and
=Judy =Long could see the tree, too. They
were the only children who were not at
school today.
Mrs =Long telephoned this morning,
said Miss =Valentine. She said =Judy and
=Bill won't be well enough to come to
school for about eight days. So they can't
come to the party on =Friday.
For a few seconds every child was so
quiet you could have heard a pin drop.
Suddenly =Sarah said, Then let's take
the =Christmas party to them!
How? asked the other children.
Then =Sarah told them her plan. She
asked everyone to keep it a secret so that
it would be a surprise for =Bill and =Judy.
At last it was =Friday afternoon and
time for the =Christmas party. All the
neighbors from the different farms were
coming.
When Mr =Best and his wife drove up,
=Tom and =Sarah were not with them. But
the other children knew that they were
working on the secret plan.

Miss =Valentine shut all the windows
so that no more wasps could get inside.
Now! said the teacher. We'll have
to think of a way to get rid of all those
wasps, or we can't go outdoors.
After a minute =Don said, I've thought
of a way to get rid of them. We have
hives of honeybees at home, and I know
that bees like sweet things. Maybe wasps
like sweet things, too. Do you suppose
they do?
Yes, answered Miss =Valentine, I'm
sure they like sweet things.
=Betty =Jane and I have something very
sweet in our lunch boxes, said =Don.
We have jam sandwiches. I could take
some of the sandwiches outside and walk
away from the schoolhouse. Then maybe
the wasps would follow the jam.
Maybe they would, said the teacher.
Let's try it and see.
Oh, dear! cried =Sarah =Best. I'd hate
to have the wasps sting =Don.
We won't let them sting him, said
Miss =Valentine. We'll cover him up.
She walked to the back of the room to
get her raincoat and an old straw hat.
=Don laughed as he buttoned the long
coat and pulled the purple hat down on
his head.
Won't the wasps sting =Don's face and
hands? asked =Sarah.
We'll cover them, too, answered the
teacher. Then =Don will be safe.
When =Don was ready, =Sarah laughed
and said, What a funny sight he is!

Mr =Waters ran to open the window
in the hall. The children waved their
arms until all the birds flew out. Then
the watchman quickly shut the window,
and everything was quiet.
I wonder how the birds got in there,
=Tim said.
We'll soon find out, said Mr =Waters
as he went into the storeroom.
After turning on the light, he called,
Come in, children. Don't be afraid. It's
safe in here now.
Slowly the children walked into the
room. All but =Tommy, who just looked in.
He was still so scared that he held his
breath.
See that open window! Tim shouted.
That's how the birds got in.
You're right, said Mr =Waters, and
we'll close it this minute. That will
put an end to the queer noises in here.
Mrs =Hall was going downtown one
afternoon. Tommy could not go with her
because he had a cold. So =Susan and
=John were staying home with him.
Most of the time =Tommy did not mind
having his brother and sister take care
of him. But today he did mind. He had
played indoors all week, and he was
tired of it.
=John and =Susan were trying to think of
something to make =Tommy happy. But
he did not want to do anything.

With a great splash of its tail, the
golden fish appeared on the water.
What do you want? it asked.
Our cupboard is empty, said the man.
We haven't even a bit of cheese or a
loaf of bread. My wife sent me here
to ask you for just a loaf of bread.~
Go home, said the fish as it flapped
its tail and disappeared into the sea.
Oh! thought the old man. What a
scolding my wife will give me when I
come home without a loaf of bread!
But when he reached home, his wife
was all smiles. A large loaf of bread
had suddenly appeared in her cupboard.
The next day the fisherman's wife
began to complain again. A loaf of
bread isn't much of a reward, she said.
Go and ask the fish for a new house.
This hut is no better than a pigpen.
I hardly dare to ask for so much,
said her husband.
Well! said the old woman. If the
fish can give us a loaf of bread, it
probably can give us a house also.
Once more the old man went to the
sea. At the edge of the water he called
the fish, and with a splash it appeared.
My wife sent me here to ask for a
new house, said the fisherman. The
roof and the walls of our hut are falling
in. My wife says the hut is no better
than a pigpen.
Go home, said the fish as it flapped
its tail and disappeared into the sea.
&&000 STECK  1957 3RD GRADE                       STE9573R.ASC
WHATNOT TALES by Adda Mai Sharp
Source: Center for Research Universities @ Chicago
Xeroxed by DPH 12-30-94, scanned/edited 01-03-95

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Shoes! You found the shoes? said the
surprised little girl, remembering the
magic shoes in her dream.
Yes, the shoes you have been asking
about and wanting for so long. They came
in today, and =I bought them for you,  
replied =Twinkle's mother.
Look! Look! called Mr =Blue as he flew
down to =Twinkle's shoulder and pulled at
her ear.
Twinkle looked at the shoes in her
mother's hand and said, =They are red,
too.
I thought you would like red shoes,
said her mother.
I do! I do like them! I am glad they are
red. They are just like some shoes =I saw in
a dream. Thank you, =Mother. Thank you
very much, said =Twinkle.
After her mother had left the room,
=Twinkle looked at the shoes and turned
them over and over in her hands; Then she
sat down on the floor and slipped her feet
into the little red dancing shoes. As she
tied the strings that held them on her feet,
she smiled happily.

But =Gremmy did not hide. He wanted
to get off the star, and he thought perhaps
the =Sky =Giant could help him. He  
remembered his magic words, and he cried,  
=Allikazoom! as he leaped into the air. At once
he grew larger and larger and rose higher
and higher into the sky until at last he
landed in the giant's big dipper.
Strange to say, at that very moment far
down on the earth, =Big =Bill =Pelican, with
the wonder ring in his pouch, had wished
that he could find =Gremmy again. So great
was the magic of the tiny wonder ring that
even so far away in the sky, the great =Sky
=Giant could feel it. At once he turned the
big dipper over and poured out the little
gremlin, along with the meteorites, and
sent them tumbling toward the earth.


of a burro who had come to the haystack
to eat. Poor =Gremmy might have been
eaten alive if a horsefly had not bitten the
burro just then and made him kick up his
heels and run away.
The little goblin climbed to the top of
the haystack and looked all around.  
Seeing a tree in the farmer's yard, he hurried
away to it. He crawled into a hole in the
tree, thinking it would be a safe place to
hide and rest. But =Gremmy soon found
that he was not alone in the hole!
The hole in the tree was the home of a
family of squirrels. The squirrels did not
want a goblin in their house. They  
chattered at him and then threw him out of
the hole. As he fell, he called out his magic
word, =Allikazip! At once he became
smaller and smaller.
A little boy was blowing soap bubbles
under the tree where the squirrels lived.
He did not know that there was a goblin
near by. Suddenly something landed in
his bubble pipe with a bang.
Oh, my! cried the little boy. Those
squirrels have dropped a nut into my  
bubble pipe!
But it was not a nut that the squirrels
had dropped. It was =Gremmy the  
=Gremlin, who had fallen straight down for a
surprise landing in the bowl of the bubble
pipe!

Oh, yes, I like squirrels, replied =Spot,
thinking of his old friend =Chatso.
Good. Then I'll take this one out of your
ear and put it in the tree where you can see
it, said the =Snow =Elf.
The fawn's mouth dropped open in  
surprise, and he shook his big ears as a  
squirrel jumped into the tree and chattered
at him.
Every woodland needs a bird, said the
dwarf.
He opened his mouth, and out flew a
beautiful little bluebird, singing a sweet
song.
A rabbit would help, too, said the
dwarf as he pulled a white rabbit out of one
of his boots.
I can't believe what I see. This is all like
a strange but happy dream! said =Spot.
This is magic, said the =Snow =Elf.  
Magic is like a dream. But then, you said you
do not believe in magic.
Oh, yes, I do, said the fawn. I do  
believe in magic now!
Good! Then come with me. If you  
believe in magic, you may come into the
=Snow =Palace of the =Snow =Elves, said the
happy little dwarf, now dancing up and
down with joy.
At the edge of the magic grass, the little
deer stopped and looked at the ice in front
of him. He was afraid that he would fall
down again.
The =Snow =Elf laughed and said, Do not
be afraid. I have a jacket full of snow. It
will be soft for you to walk on.
Then he pulled off his jacket and shook
it. Piles of snow tumbled out and covered
the ground.


before the big old tiger landed in the net.
When the tiger rolled over in the net, the
men who had at last seen him following
the duck soon had him tied fast.
When =Dipsy =Duck got up, he saw that the
bell had caught in the net and the rope had
fallen around the tiger's neck. At last the
tiger was belled!
You must have magic! You have caught
the terrible tiger for us! cried the people.
=Dipsy =Duck stood up tall and brushed his
coat. He looked very brave as he replied,
=Oh, it was nothing, nothing at all!
Then, with one eye on the tiger in the
net and the other on the blue-eyed cat, he
rose into the air.
As he flapped his wings, he said to  
himself, If I have any magic, I know what
I'll do. I'll fly straight home, and non-stop,
too!
Sand flew up around =Chatso, the squirrel,
as he landed on a great desert in =Africa.
The sand burned his eyes and nose and
throat. He looked right and left for a tree,
but not a tree was in sight. All that the  
little squirrel could see was sand.
As he crept into the shadow of a high
drift of sand, =Chatso said, I wonder why

The other monkeys made such a noise
that the jaguar came out of his secret place
to see what had happened. When he saw
=Slippy with the monkey, he raced away
after the little fox.
Soon =Slippy saw that the jaguar was
about to catch him.
What can I do? he thought. What can
I do to get away from the jaguar?
Your thinking cap can't help you now,
said the monkey.
Just then =Slippy =Fox saw a small boat
on the river, hidden under a tree that
reached far out over the jungle waters.
With the monkey still in his mouth, the fox
jumped into the boat.
Safe in the boat, the little fox thought,
Now you see how I use my thinking cap!
I am a clever one. I do not need magic.


his mother, crying, Wait for me, =Mother!
Wait for me, please! And =Greenback was
saying, =So deep, so dark! So deep, so dark!
as he scratched around deep in the  
kangaroo's pocket.
At last =Mother =Kangaroo stopped and
looked in her pocket.
Oh, =Baby =Roo! she cried. What has
happened to you? Your voice is so deep!
Your eyes are so shiny! Your mouth is so
wide! You have lost your soft fur! And
what has become of your tail?
Tail? I have had no tail since I was a
tadpole! replied the surprised old frog.
Just then =Baby =Roo hopped up to his
mother and asked, =Why did you leave me,
=Mother? And what do you have in your
pocket?
Oh, dear me! Mother =Kangaroo cried
when she saw him. I thought it was you!
Then she reached into her pocket and
pulled out the big green frog. Throwing
him down to the ground at the foot of a
tree, she said, =Oh! You look like a green
goblin! Where did you come from?
The frightened old frog sat there for a
moment and puffed his throat in and out.
Then he replied, I am no goblin! =Gremmy
the =Gremlin is the goblin. He threw all of
us off our whatnot shelf because he did
not know who had his magic wonder ring.
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FARAWAY PORTS  by Gertrude Hildreth et al
Source: Center for Research Libraries @ U. Chicago DPH 12-30-94 
Scanned/edited by DPH 01-04-95

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Nearly every day =Polly's father went out
in his fishing boat. Sometimes he would
stay out for several days. Usually he
brought back his boat filled with fish.
Then =Mother and Aunt =Judy would be
busy drying and packing the fish which
would be shipped to market.
=Polly was often very lonely, because
most of the other children on the shore
were too old to play with her. The girls
were busy drying or packing fish. The
boys usually stayed out on the fishing
boats with their fathers.
When =Polly felt lonely, she would often
go into the house to watch her Aunt =Judy
make rugs. Aunt =Judy usually asked
=Polly to help her cut the gay-colored cloth
which she used to make the rugs.
Cut carefully, =Polly, she would say.
Aunt =Judy was the best rug maker on the
shore so, of course, the cloth had to be cut
just right.
One day something happened to =Polly!
After that she was never lonely again.


=Peter would feel too sad to answer these
people. Perhaps they were telling the
truth. Perhaps he never could be a wood
carver as so many people in this =Swiss
village were. His family were only
farmers, and perhaps a boy could learn
to carve only if his father and his father's
father had been wood carvers before him.
Yet =Peter would try to forget what
these people said. He would often say to
himself, Of course you will! Of course
you will! That's what =Fritz says!
On the mountain this morning, =Peter
was happy at last. He took his tool and
began to carve the block of wood.
For a time he only cut into the block
to try his tool. Then he started to carve
an animal from the block of wood.
You can surely guess what animal =Peter
started to carve. He had been watching
goats day after day for a long time. He
watched their legs as they ran and jumped.
He watched them as they ate grass or as
they would lie all humped up on the ground.
Of course when =Peter began to carve,
he carved the animal he knew best, a
goat.

After breakfast =Saturday morning, they
were ready to start on the trip.
Is everything in? asked =Father, as
he started to shut the trailer doors.
Oh, I forgot my butterfly net! cried
=Don and ran back into the house to get it.
There's your bicycle in the yard,
=Jack, said =Mother.
When the bicycle had been put away,
and the butterfly net was in the trailer,
=Father asked, Are you sure you have
everything? Have you some bones for
=Skippy?
Oh, where is =Skippy? cried =Don.
Didn't you put him in the car? asked
=Jack, excitedly.
No, I thought you did, replied =Don.
They both began to whistle for =Skippy.
They whistled and whistled, but no
=Skippy came.
Then =Jack ran up the street and =Don
ran down, whistling as they ran. Still
=Skippy didn't come.
Well, we can't go without him, said
=Don. How did he disappear so suddenly?
He was out here when I went into the
house to get my butterfly net.

When the tallow was hot, Mrs =Good
took her first stick of candles and dipped
the candles again. Then =Betsy dipped
her first candles again.
Yes, they are fatter, she said, but
none of them are fat enough yet.
When they have cooled, dip them
again. Keep dipping them until they are
as round as you want them, said her
=Mother.
How long it is taking =Tom to get the
wood! said =Mother, as she waited for her
candles to cool. We may need some
more firewood under the tallow kettle
before long.
They dipped the candles again and
again. When they were finished, =Betsy
looked at hers and said, =Mother, I have
made twenty-four of the best candles you
have ever seen.
Well, I am sure they are nice and
round, replied Mrs =Good.
Do you think I am old enough yet to
dip candles? asked =Betsy.
Just then =Tom came running into the
room.  Oh, =Mother! =Betsy! =Father's coming!
=Father's coming!


When the wigwam was up, =Big =Bear,
the biggest =Indian, said, Come into my
wigwam! Thank you, =Big =Bear, said =Bob.
=Bob and his uncle stuck some feathers
in their hats.  They thought it was a
polite thing to do.  Then they went
inside the wigwam.
It looks just like a tent, said =Bob.
I think I should like a wigwam.
Suddenly, the wind began to blow. It
blew until it blew over the wigwam.
We are sorry the wind blew over your
wigwam, said =Bob to =Big =Bear.
I like houses better than wigwams,
don't you? asked =Bob softly, as they
walked on.
How would you like to live on a
boat? asked =Uncle after a while. In
=China, lots of people live on boats in
the rivers.
It might be fun to live on a boat,
answered =Bob. When you were tired
of one city, you could go on to another.
Let's go to =China and see the people
living on boats.
So off to =China they went.

You are right, answered Mr =Zabriski.
Of course this is a fine train, streamlined
and all that, but my seal must have a
bath! He is used to lots of baths.
Oh, if your seal must have a bath, he
must have it. That's all there is to that,
said the porter. Just wait until the
train stops and all the passengers are
looking out of the windows. Then your
seal may take a bath.
The next time the train stopped, Mr
=Zabriski hurried to the baggage car to
get =Oscar. =Oscar wiggled through the car.
Mr =Zabriski filled the tub with cold
water, and =Oscar got in.
Don't let anyone see you, Mr
=Zabriski said, winking to =Oscar. And he
went away.
Mr =Zabriski thought that the porter
would watch the bathroom, and the porter
thought that Mr =Zabriski was watching.
So no one was there but =Oscar, swimming
and splashing around.
After a while, a passenger said to her
friend, Isn't it a hot day? I think I
will take a bath to get cooled off.
She went through the car, opened the
bathroom door, and started in.


As the last duck swam by the boat,
he cried out, Oh, that's =Junior on that
boat! 
I am Captain =Waddles =Junior, please,
called =Junior very proudly. Then he
sailed his boat right by all the other
ducks.
For a long time after this, =Junior never
even tried to learn to swim. Why should
he? He could sail in his boat faster than
any duck could swim. Who would
want to wear a bathing suit if he could
wear a captain's suit? Best of all,
everyone called him, Captain =Waddles
=Junior. He decided that there was no
need for him to learn to swim. He was
most happy sailing his boat around and
around the pond.
At last the summer days were over.
It was time to go to school. One
morning all the little ducks put on their
school suits and started to school.
=Junior wanted to learn to read, so he
was very happy as he waddled along. He
was very happy until playtime, when
Miss =Quackright, his teacher, said, Now
you may all go for a swim in the pond.