The Little Robber Girl
The Boy Who Cried Wolf
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FUN FOR VERY LITTLE FOLK
Good Little Henry
JAPANESE AND OTHER ORIENTAL TALES]
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The Little Grey Mouse
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WHERE LOVE IS, THERE GOD IS ALSO
The Fox And The Little Red Hen
from Boys And Girls Bookshelf
- STORIES _for_ LITTLE GIRLS
Once upon a time there was a little red hen. She lived in a little white
house and she had a little green garden. Every day she worked in the
house and garden.
Near her home lived a family of foxes. One day Mamma Fox said to Papa
Fox, "I want a fat hen to eat." There was nothing in the pantry for the
baby foxes, so Papa Fox started out to find something for them all.
He ran down the road until he came to the woods. "Surely I will find
something here," he said, but he found nothing to eat in the woods. As
he came near the little green garden he said, "Oh, I smell fresh cake!
Oh, I smell a little red hen!"
Sure enough, there was the Little Red Hen eating her cake.
Papa Fox stole up softly behind her and grabbed her and put her into the
bag on his back; then he ran quickly off down the hill toward his home.
The Little Red Hen was so frightened that she could only whisper, "Oh,
dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear!"
Just then she had to sneeze, and when she put her claw into her pocket
for her handkerchief, she felt her little scissors. Quick as a flash she
took them out and cut a little hole in the bag. Peeping out she saw a
great hill just ahead, all covered with stones. As Papa Fox stopped to
rest on his way up the hill, with his back turned toward her, she cut a
big hole in the bag, jumped out and quickly put a big stone in the bag
in her place.
As Papa Fox kept on up the hill, he thought the bag was pretty heavy,
but he said, "Never mind, she is a fat little red hen."
Mamma Fox met him at the front door with all the baby foxes.
"The water is boiling," said she. "What have you in your bag?" asked the
"A fat little red hen," said Papa Fox.
As he held the bag over the pot, he said to Mamma Fox, "When I drop her
in, you clap on the lid." So he opened the bag. Splash! went the boiling
water. It spilled all over Papa Fox and Mamma Fox and the Baby Foxes.
Never again did they try to catch the Little Red Hen.
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