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The Lilac Fairy Book : The Hoodie-Crow. by Andrew Lang @ Classic ... 'Indeed I won't wed thee,' she answered, 'an ugly brute is the hoodie.' And the bird, much offended, spread his wings and flew away. ... 2.
The Orange Fairy Book : The Magic Book by Andrew Lang @ Classic Reader Here was a good way of passing the time, he thought, for he was fond of reading, and he took one of the books from the shelf. It was all about magic, ... 3.
The Lilac Fairy Book : The Brownie of the Lake by Andrew Lang ... This transformation rather frightened Jegu, but the brownie bade him have no .... Her horse had no tail! She had forgotten to ask for one, and the wicked ... 4.
Forest & Frontiers : Kangaroo Hunting. by G. A. Henty @ Classic Reader But now we lose sight of both dogs and kangaroo; a burst of three minutes has sufficed to .... the play is not worth the candle. Not so, "kangaroo steamer. ... 5.
Two on a Tower : Chapter XXVI by Thomas Hardy @ Classic Reader ... as the lamplight fell on it, was sad, and even stormy. ... He succinctly told the whole story of his little adventure with Tabitha that morning; ... 6.
Ultor De Lacy: A Legend of Cappercullen : Chapter II. The Fairies ... Well, I'm the fairy Una, and this is my palace; and that fairy you see there (pointing to the dark lady, who was looking out something in a box), ... 7.
The Red Fairy Book : The Norka by Andrew Lang @ Classic Reader They fought and fought; the Prince gave the beast three wounds. ... more beautiful than can be imagined anywhere but in a fairy tale, who said: ... 8.
A Municipal Report by O Henry @ Classic Reader A Municipal Report by O Henry. Member Tools: Member Login. Fancy a novel about Chicago or Buffalo, let us say, or Nashville, Tennessee! ... 9.
A Municipal Report by O Henry @ Classic Reader A Municipal Report by O Henry. Member Tools: Member Login. Fancy a novel about Chicago or Buffalo, let us say, or Nashville, Tennessee! ... 10.
The Gold of the Gods : VII. The Arrow Poison by Arthur B. Reeve ... "'Quacca takes the dart out of his shoulder. Never a word. ... Quacca has shot his last woorali dart.'" Leslie and I looked at Kennedy, and the horror of ... |
