Fairy Tales : Ten Lovely fairy tales with new color illustrations(New Illustrated)
Book Details
Author(s)Skimble Skamble
PublisherFairy Fantasy Stories
ISBN / ASINB006L6NS9M
ISBN-13978B006L6NS93
Sales Rank99,999,999
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸
Description
Edition 2:
Added lovely Color Illustrations by Sagi Mayavi
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Example:-
THE old crow that lived in the nest on the top of the fir tree near the King's palace was talking to his wife, and said,
" Have you seen the poor little elf to-day that lives in the rabbit warren on the top of the hill?"
"No," said the old crow's wife, "but I am often sorry for him, for he must be very lonely. Do you know why he lives there all by himself, and what is his name?"
The old crow gave her no answer but Crr, err, crr; which meant, in the crow's language,
"I know a good deal, but I shan't tell you, old woman."
For the old crow was a crusty old crow, and did not choose to tell his wife everything. So they sat at the top of the fir tree without speaking for some time. At last the old crow said,
"Do you think we could get him a wife? He would be much happier with one, than living, as he does, all alone with the rabbits. I would tell you something about him if you could manage that, old woman."
"There's nobody I can think of," said the crow's wife, " so likely as the King's little daughter, Skip-and-jump; but it would be hard work to get her, for her nurse, Snick-snack-snorum, is always with her, and keeps such a sharp eye upon her. How do you think we can manage it?"
To this the old crow only said, Crr, err, err. And they sat again for a long time, and said nothing. At last the old crow said,
"If anybody can help us it will be the jackdaw."
So the old crow's wife flew away to fetch the jackdaw.
The jackdaw lived in the yard of the King's palace, and had one wing cut off to prevent his flying away; and the King's little daughter, Skip-and-jump, often played with him. So the crow's wife found him in the yard, standing on one leg on the edge of the trough, and winking with one eye, and asked him to come up the fir tree and have a chat with her and her old man. And the jackdaw went, for he was fond of a bit of gossip. But he had hard work to get to the top, because of his wing being cut off. But the crow's wife helped him up, and he reached the top at last.
"Well," said the old crow, " how do you do,Jack? I and my old woman have been talking about the poor little elf that lives in the rabbit warren at the top of the hill, and pitying him for being so lonely. Do you think you could persuade the King's little daughter, Skip-and-jump, to go and see him? We think she would be a nice companion for him."
"I don't know how that may be," said the jackdaw ; " her nurse, Snick-snack-snorum, keeps her so tight, and is so very particular: but I'm a sly bird, and I don't mind trying. But can you tell me why the little elf lives there all by himself, and what is his name?"
To this the old crow only said, Cri, err, err. So the jackdaw saw it was no use asking him, and talked about other things. And they had a nice little lunch of delicious wriggling little worms, which the crow's wife brought for them, and then a dessert of wheat fresh out of a newly-sown field. And, after enjoying himself very much, the jackdaw hobbled down again, and went and sat on one leg, winking with one eye, on the edge of the trough, in the King's yard, thinking all the time as hard as he could, till the King's little daughter should come out. By-and-bye she came, when she had done her lessons, with her nurse Snick-snack-snorum.
Added lovely Color Illustrations by Sagi Mayavi
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Example:-
THE old crow that lived in the nest on the top of the fir tree near the King's palace was talking to his wife, and said,
" Have you seen the poor little elf to-day that lives in the rabbit warren on the top of the hill?"
"No," said the old crow's wife, "but I am often sorry for him, for he must be very lonely. Do you know why he lives there all by himself, and what is his name?"
The old crow gave her no answer but Crr, err, crr; which meant, in the crow's language,
"I know a good deal, but I shan't tell you, old woman."
For the old crow was a crusty old crow, and did not choose to tell his wife everything. So they sat at the top of the fir tree without speaking for some time. At last the old crow said,
"Do you think we could get him a wife? He would be much happier with one, than living, as he does, all alone with the rabbits. I would tell you something about him if you could manage that, old woman."
"There's nobody I can think of," said the crow's wife, " so likely as the King's little daughter, Skip-and-jump; but it would be hard work to get her, for her nurse, Snick-snack-snorum, is always with her, and keeps such a sharp eye upon her. How do you think we can manage it?"
To this the old crow only said, Crr, err, err. And they sat again for a long time, and said nothing. At last the old crow said,
"If anybody can help us it will be the jackdaw."
So the old crow's wife flew away to fetch the jackdaw.
The jackdaw lived in the yard of the King's palace, and had one wing cut off to prevent his flying away; and the King's little daughter, Skip-and-jump, often played with him. So the crow's wife found him in the yard, standing on one leg on the edge of the trough, and winking with one eye, and asked him to come up the fir tree and have a chat with her and her old man. And the jackdaw went, for he was fond of a bit of gossip. But he had hard work to get to the top, because of his wing being cut off. But the crow's wife helped him up, and he reached the top at last.
"Well," said the old crow, " how do you do,Jack? I and my old woman have been talking about the poor little elf that lives in the rabbit warren at the top of the hill, and pitying him for being so lonely. Do you think you could persuade the King's little daughter, Skip-and-jump, to go and see him? We think she would be a nice companion for him."
"I don't know how that may be," said the jackdaw ; " her nurse, Snick-snack-snorum, keeps her so tight, and is so very particular: but I'm a sly bird, and I don't mind trying. But can you tell me why the little elf lives there all by himself, and what is his name?"
To this the old crow only said, Cri, err, err. So the jackdaw saw it was no use asking him, and talked about other things. And they had a nice little lunch of delicious wriggling little worms, which the crow's wife brought for them, and then a dessert of wheat fresh out of a newly-sown field. And, after enjoying himself very much, the jackdaw hobbled down again, and went and sat on one leg, winking with one eye, on the edge of the trough, in the King's yard, thinking all the time as hard as he could, till the King's little daughter should come out. By-and-bye she came, when she had done her lessons, with her nurse Snick-snack-snorum.
