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Natural History



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All But Blind

All but blind

In his chambered hole

Gropes for worms

The four-clawed Mole.


All but blind

In the evening sky

The hooded Bat

Twirls softly by.


All but blind

In the burning day

The Barn-Owl blunders

On her way.


And blind as are

These three to me,

So blind to someone

I must be.


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Week 26 The Rock from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting A Long Journey from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Melons and Their Cousins from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley Hafiz, the Stone-Cutter from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton King Ahasuerus from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge How They Went to the Bog from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins
The Bog from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins
The Voice from the Burning Bush from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
God's Care, Anonymous
At Home by A. A. Milne
Who Likes the Rain? by Clara Doty Bates
Singing Time by Robert Louis Stevenson Up in the Morning Early, Anonymous The Golden Rule, Anonymous Lady of All Beauty by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The North Wind and the Sun

The North Wind and the Sun had a quarrel about which of them was the stronger. While they were disputing with much heat and bluster, a Traveler passed along the road wrapped in a cloak.

"Let us agree," said the Sun, "that he is the stronger who can strip that Traveler of his cloak."

"Very well," growled the North Wind, and at once sent a cold, howling blast against the Traveler.


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With the first gust of wind the ends of the cloak whipped about the Traveler's body. But he immediately wrapped it closely around him, and the harder the Wind blew, the tighter he held it to him. The North Wind tore angrily at the cloak, but all his efforts were in vain.

Then the Sun began to shine. At first his beams were gentle, and in the pleasant warmth after the bitter cold of the North Wind, the Traveler unfastened his cloak and let it hang loosely from his shoulders. The Sun's rays grew warmer and warmer. The man took off his cap and mopped his brow. At last he became so heated that he pulled off his cloak, and, to escape the blazing sunshine, threw himself down in the welcome shade of a tree by the roadside.

Gentleness and kind persuasion win where force and bluster fail.


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