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But when she awoke; she found it a joke; For still they all were fleeting。 

       Then up she took her little crook; Determin'd for to find them; She 

found them indeed; but it made her heart bleed; For they'd left their tails 

behind them。 



    FIVE LITTLE WHITE HEADS'1' 



    BY WALTER LEARNED 

     '1' From Mother…Song and Child…Song; Charlotte Brewster Jordan。 

       Five little white heads peeped out of the mould; When the dew was 

damp and the night was cold; And they crowded their way through the soil 

with pride; 〃Hurrah! We are going to be mushrooms!〃 they cried 

       But the sun came up; and the sun shone down; And the little white 

heads were withered and brown; Long were their faces; their pride had a 

fall They were nothing but toadstools; after all。 



    BIRD THOUGHTS'2' 



     '2' Ibid。 

       I lived first in a little house; And lived there very well; I thought the 

world was small and round; And made of pale blue shell。 I lived next in a 

little nest; 

       Nor needed any other; I thought the world was made of straw; And 

brooded by my mother。 



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       One   day   I   fluttered   from  the   nest   To   see   what   I   could   find。   I   said; 

〃The world is made of leaves; I have been very blind。〃 

       At   length   I   flew   beyond   the   tree;   Quite   fit   for   grown…up   labours。   I 

don't know how the world IS made; And neither do my neighbours! 



     HOW WE CAME TO HAVE PINK ROSES'1' 



     '1' Told me by Miss Elizabeth McCracken。 

       Once; ever and ever so long ago; we didn't have any pink roses。 All 

the roses in the world were white。 There weren't any red ones at all; any 

yellow ones; or any pink ones;only white roses。 

     And one morning; very early; a little white rosebud woke up; and saw 

the sun looking at her。 He stared so hard that the little white rosebud did 

not   know   what   to   do;   so   she   looked   up   at   him   and   said;   〃Why   are   you 

looking at me so hard?〃 

     〃Because   you   are   so   pretty!〃   said   the   big   round   sun。   And   the   little 

white   rosebud blushed!   She   blushed   pink。 And   all   her   children   after   her 

were little pink roses! 



     RAGGYLUG'2' 



     '2' Adapted from Mr Ernest Thompson Seton's Wild Animals I have 

known。 (David Nutt; 57…59 Long Acre; W。C。 6s。 net。) 



     Once  there  was   a  little  furry  rabbit;  who   lived   with   his   mother   deep 

down   in   a   nest   under   the   long   grass。   His   name   was   Raggylug;   and   his 

mother's      name     was   Molly     Cottontail。     Every    morning;     when     Molly 

Cottontail     went    out   to  hunt    for  food;   she   said   to  Raggylug;      〃Now; 

Raggylug; lie still; and make no noise。 No matter what you hear; no matter 

what you see; don't you move。 Remember you are only a baby rabbit; and 

lie low。〃 And Raggylug always said he would。 

     One day; after his mother had gone; he was lying very still in the nest; 

looking   up   through   the   feathery   grass。   By   just   cocking   his   eye;   so;   he 

could see what was going on up in the world。 Once a big bluejay perched 



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on a twig above him; and scolded someone very loudly; he kept saying; 

〃Thief! thief!〃 But Raggylug never moved his nose; nor his paws; he lay 

still。 Once a lady…bird took a walk down a blade of grass; over his head; 

she   was   so   top…heavy   that   pretty   soon   she   tumbled   off   and   fell   to   the 

bottom; and had to begin all over again。 But Raggylug never moved his 

nose nor his paws; he lay still。 

     The sun was warm; and it was very still。 

     Suddenly Raggylug heard a little sound; far off。 It sounded like 〃Swish; 

swish;〃 very soft and far away。 He listened。 It was a queer little sound; low 

down in the grass; 〃rustle   rustlerustle〃; Raggylug was interested。  But 

he never moved his nose or his paws; he lay still。 Then the sound came 

nearer; 〃rustle rustlerustle〃; then grew fainter; then came nearer; in and 

out; nearer and nearer; like something coming; only; when Raggylug heard 

anything   coming   he   always   heard   its   feet;   stepping   ever   so   softly。   What 

could it be that came so smoothly;rustlerustle without any feet? 

     He forgot his mother's warning; and sat up on his hind paws; the sound 

stopped then。 〃Pooh;〃 thought Raggylug; 〃I'm not a baby rabbit; I am three 

weeks old; I'll find out what this is。〃 He stuck his head over the top of the 

nest;   and   lookedstraight     into   the  wicked    eyes   of   a  great  big   snake。 

〃Mammy; Mammy!〃 screamed Raggylug。 〃Oh; Mammy; Mam〃 But he 

couldn't scream any more; for the big snake had his ear in his mouth and 

was winding about the soft little body; squeezing Raggylug's life out。 He 

tried to call 〃Mammy!〃 again; but he could not breathe。 

     Ah;   but   Mammy   had   heard   the   first   cry。   Straight   over   the   fields   she 

flew; leaping the stones and hummocks; fast as the wind; to save her baby。 

She   wasn't   a   timid   little   cottontail   rabbit   then;   she   was   a   mother   whose 

child was in danger。 And when she came to Raggylug and the big snake; 

she took one look; and then hop! hop! she went over the snake's back; and 

as she jumped she struck at the snake with her strong hind claws so that 

they tore his skin。 He hissed with rage; but he did not let go。 

     Hop! hop! she went again; and this time she hurt him so that he twisted 

and turned; but he held on to Raggylug。 

     Once more the   mother rabbit hopped; and   once more   she struck   and 

tore the snake's back with her sharp claws。 Zzz! How she hurt! The snake 



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dropped Raggy to strike at her; and Raggy rolled on to his feet and ran。 

     〃Run;  Raggylug;  run!〃 said his   mother;  keeping the   snake   busy  with 

her jumps; and you may believe Raggylug ran! Just as soon as he was out 

of the way his mother came too; and showed him where to go。 When she 

ran; there was a little white patch that showed under her tail; that was for 

Raggy to follow; he followed it now。 Far; far away she led him; through 

the long grass; to a place where the big snake could not find him; and there 

she made a new nest。 And this time; when she told Raggylug to lie low 

you'd better believe he minded! 



     THE GOLDEN COBWEBS'1' 



     A STORY TO TELL BY THE CHRISTMAS TREE 

     '1' This story was told me in the mother…tongue of a German friend; at 

the kindly instance of a common friend of both; the narr
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