The Top could See the Ball Flying High UP in the Air Like a Bird . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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Far in the Forest Stood a Pretty Pine-Tree . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Folding Doors were Opened and a Crowd of Children Rushed Into the Room; the Older People Followed in a More Dignified Manner . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"The Will-o'-the-Wisp's are in Town! Take Care of Yourselves!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Window Flew Open of itself, and an Old Woman Looked Right in At the Man . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"I Had All the Twelve New-Born Will-o'-the-Wisps in my Lap" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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A Duck was Sitting On her Nest to Hatch her Little Ducklings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"Make Haste and Bow Your Heads to the Old Duck. She Is the Oldest of them All Here. She Is of Spanish Blood!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"Peep, Peep!" Said the Youngster as he Rolled Out of the Shell . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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Things Got Worse and Worse, and the Poor Duckling was Chased and Bitten by them All . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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Suddenly a Terrible Dog, with his Tongue Hanging Out, Stood Right in Front of him . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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In this House Lived an Old Woman with a Cat and a Hen . . . "What's This?" Asked the Woman. She could not See Well, and so she Believed the Duckling Was a Fat Duck . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Duckling had to Keep his Legs Constantly Moving, So That the Hole in the Ice should not Close Up . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"Only Kill Me!" Said the Poor Creature as he Bent his Head Down Against the Surface of the Water . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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It Was a Wonderful Trunk! As Soon as you Pressed the Lock the Trunk could Fly . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The King, the Queen, and the Whole Court Were Taking Tea with the Princess . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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He Put the Fireworks on his Trunk and Flew up into the Air with it. Crack! Off Went the Fireworks, Spurting in All Directions . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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On the Last House in a Little Village a Pair of Storks had Built their Nest . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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Father Stork Came Flying Home Every Day with Nice Frogs, Little Snakes, and All Kinds of Dainties for Storks . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"Now You Must Learn to Fly!" Said Mother Stork One Day . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Princess had Publicly Announced that She would Marry the Person who could Speak Best for Himself . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"Hullo!" Shouted Silly Hans. "Just Look what I have Found!" and he Showed Them a Dead Crow he had Found . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"Here's my Cooking Apparatus," Said Silly Hans, and so he Pulled Out the Old Wooden Clog and Placed the Crow On it . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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