The Wooden Horse
“COME and have a ride,” the big brother said. “I am afraid,” the little one answered; ” the horse’s mouth is wide open.” “But it’s only wooden. That is the best of …
“COME and have a ride,” the big brother said. “I am afraid,” the little one answered; ” the horse’s mouth is wide open.” “But it’s only wooden. That is the best of …
THE pink parasol had tender whalebone ribs and a slender stick of cherry-wood. It lived with the willful child in the white-house, just beyond the third milestone. All about the trees were …
THERE were some children in the north looking at the swallows flying south. “Why are they going away?” the little one asked. “The summer is over,” the elder sister answered, ”and if …
“TOMORROW is May-day,” the children said; “the birds must call us very early, and we will go to the woods and make a garland.” And in the morning, long before the sun …
ALL the wood had been blue with violets, but now they were nearly gone. The birds sang louder and louder to keep them and to call them back, but soon there was …