. Geschichten für kleine Kinder . ou? Lächelte auch alte Eule. Oh, so eine gute Zeit! Piggywee toldhim. Ist der Mais nicht schön mit seinen Seidenmuscheln? Und ist das nicht eine schöne Welt, so voller glücklicher Dinge zu tun? 4 Ja, ja! Stimmte die alte Eule zu, sie ist sicher. Aber was sehe ich am Ende deines Rückens? Piggywee drehte seine kleine fette Seite um 82 PIGGYWEES KLEINEN LOCKIGEN SCHWANZ und er drehte seinen kleinen fetten Kopf herum, und plötzlich sah er, was Großvater Owlsaw - - was meinst du? - - warum, therewas sein kleiner rosa Schwanz alle zusammengerollt. Wie er quietschte! Warum, sagte er, hat Ivebeen s

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. Stories for little children . ou? smiled thewise old owl. Oh, such a good time! Piggywee toldhim. Isnt the corn beautiful with its silktassels? And is nt this a lovely world, so fullof happy things to do? 4 Yes, yes! agreed the old owl, it certainlyis. But whats that I see way at the end ofyour back? Piggywee twisted his little fat side around 82 PIGGYWEES LITTLE CURLY TAIL and he twisted his little fat head around, andall of a sudden he saw what Grandfather Owlsaw - - what do you suppose? - - why, therewas his little pink tail all curled up. How he did squeal! Why, he said, Ivebeen having such a good time that I forgot allabout my tail. When do you suppose it beganto curl? You never can tell, said the wise old owl. Just then the farmer started down a newrow of corn. Good-bye! called Piggywee, and off he trotted after him, his little squintyeyes almost shut up with smiles. Rustle! rustle! rustle! went the silk-tasseled corn. And Wiggle! wiggle! wiggle! went littlePiggywees curly tail. 83 STORIES FOR LITTLE CHILDREN. By Isa L. Wright LITTLE RED HEN was pattering along thepath with her little yellow feet when she no-ticed Grandfather Pigs house. The curtainswere all down and the door was shut. Well, well! said Little Red Hen, and shepattered right up to the door. Grandfather Pig, are you within? shecalled. And a gruff voice answered, Yes, LittleRed Hen, I am within, and likely to stay theretoo, for I have lost my spectacles. Lost your spectacles! Where? askedLittle Red Hen. Somewhere in the world, the pig an-swered. I had them on when I took my twi-light walk, but when I came home and pushedback my green cap, the better to see the key-hole, they were gone. 84 GRANDFATHER PIGS SPECTACLES

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