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. 1921 Excerpt: ...in the forest grew a little spruce tree. It was no taller than a man, and that is very short for a tree. She liked to listen when the other trees were talking, but it often made her sad. "I am king of the forest," said the oak. "Look at my huge trunk and my branches. How they reach up toward heaven! I furnish planks ...
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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. 1921 Excerpt: ...in the forest grew a little spruce tree. It was no taller than a man, and that is very short for a tree. She liked to listen when the other trees were talking, but it often made her sad. "I am king of the forest," said the oak. "Look at my huge trunk and my branches. How they reach up toward heaven! I furnish planks for men from which they build their ships. Then I defy the storm on the ocean as I do the thunder in the forest." "And I go with you over the foaming waves," said the tall straight pine. "I hold up the flapping sails when the ships fly over the ocean." "And we warm the houses when winter comes and the cold north wind drives the snow before him," said the birches. "We have the same work to do," said a tall fir tree, and she bowed gracefully, drooping her branches toward the ground. The little spruce tree heard the other trees talking about their work in the world. This made her sad, and she thought, "What work can I do? What will become of me?" But she could not think of any way in which she could be useful. She decided to ask the other trees in the forest. So she asked the oak, the pine, and the fir, but they were so proud and stately they did not even hear her. Then she asked the beautiful white birch that stood near by. "You have no work to do," said the birch, "because you can never grow large enough. Perhaps you might be a Christmas tree, but that is all." "What is a Christmas tree?" asked the little spruce. "I do not know exactly," replied the birch. "Sometimes when the days are short and cold, and the ground is covered with snow, men come out here into the forest. They look at all the little spruce trees and choose the prettie...
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Seller's Description:
Fair. No Jacket. Ex Libris. 8vo-over 7¾"-9¾" tall. Cover is chipped, scuffed, rubbed, worn with edgewear & weak hinges. Pgs. are tanning. Signed by prior owner.