This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...A huge billow caught the fishermen's boat and sank it, and the tide carried their dead bodies to the shore. By morning the storm had passed, and the rising sun shone on the wet sand and on three poor women wringing their hands over the corpses of their husbands. Note that in this prose rendering there is no attempt to ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...A huge billow caught the fishermen's boat and sank it, and the tide carried their dead bodies to the shore. By morning the storm had passed, and the rising sun shone on the wet sand and on three poor women wringing their hands over the corpses of their husbands. Note that in this prose rendering there is no attempt to preserve the poetry. Attention has been paid to the story only, and that has been told in the simplest manner. Stories s Verse to be turned into prose. Meddlesome Matty. Oh, how one ugly trick may spoil The sweetest and the best I Matilda, though a pleasant child, One ugly trick possessed, Which, like a cloud before the skies, Hid all her better qualities. Now she would lift the teapot lid, To peep at what was in it; Or tilt the kettle, if you did But turn your back a minute. In vain you told her not to touch, Her trick of meddling grew so much. Her grandmamma went out one day, And by mistake she laid Her spectacles and snuffbox gay Too near the little maid; 'AhI well, ' thought she, ' I'll try them on, As soon as grandmamma is gone.' Forthwith she placed upon her nose The glasses round and wide; And looking round, as I suppose, The snuffbox too she spied; 'O what a pretty box is this I I'll open it, ' said little Miss. 'I know that grandmamma would say, "Don't meddle with it, dear "; But then she's far enough away, And no one else is near; Besides, what can there be amiss In opening such a box as this?' So thumb and finger went to work To move the stubborn lid; And presently a mighty jerk, The mighty mischief did; For all at once, ah I woful case, The snuff came puffing in her face. Poor eyes and nose and mouth and chin A dismal sight presented; And, as the snuff got further in, Sincerely she repented. In vain she ran about for ease, ...
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