Merry Tales. Eleanor L. Skinner
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Ada M. Skinner, Eleanor L. Skinner
Merry Tales
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4064066215859
Table of Contents
HOW OLAF BROUGHT THE BROWNIE BACK
PREFACE
The stories in this collection have been chosen, first, because they are stories children have always loved, and second, because they are free from much of the grewsome or grotesque which figures in so many of the folk tales and fables of the past. Although there are elements of surprise and danger in the adventures of the various characters, yet each story ends happily. The little book is intended as a supplementary reader for children in the third or fourth year of school and the vocabulary has been carefully graded to meet that need. Some of the stories have dramatic qualities and will be found to lend themselves readily to dramatization.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
For permission to reprint, or to use in adapted form, certain copyrighted and valuable material in this volume, the following acknowledgments are made:
To Sturgis and Walton Company, for “The Stone Lion,” by Captain W. P. O’Connor, from Story Telling in School and Home, copyright, 1912, by Sturgis and Walton Company;
To Carolyn Sherwin Bailey and the publishers of Good Housekeeping, for “The Story of Li’l’ Hannibal,” reprinted by permission of Good Housekeeping;
To the Grolier Society, publishers of The Book of Knowledge, for “How Olaf Brought the Brownie Back”;
To George H. Doran Company, for “The Overturned Cart” from Cap O’Yellow, by Agnes Crozier Herbertson;
To Frances Fox and The Outlook Company, for “Making the Best of It”;
To Elizabeth Grierson and Frederick A. Stokes Company, publishers of Scottish Fairy Tales, for “The Brownie of Blednock”;
To F. Cushing and G. P. Putnam’s Sons for “The Poor Little Turkey Girl” from Zuñi Folk Tales; and
To T. Fisher Unwin for “True Friendship.”
THE MONKEY AND THE CROCODILE
“It is no use trying to live here any longer,” thought the monkey, looking down, from his home in the tree, at a big crocodile sleeping on the sunlit bank of the river. “Whenever that creature opens his great mouth, I shudder to think what might happen if I were near.”
Just then the crocodile yawned. Wider and wider and wider he opened his mouth. Away whisked the monkey to the topmost branch of the tree.
“This very day I shall move farther down the river!” he said.
So the monkey slipped away to a tree about half a mile distant. There he lived peaceably for some time. He was delighted