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Mr. Vinegar

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MR. VINEGAR Mr. and Mrs. Vinegar lived in a vinegar bottle. Now, one day, when Mr. Vinegar was from home, Mrs. Vinegar, who was a very good housewife, was busily sweeping her house, when an unlucky thump of the broom brought the whole house clitter-clatter, clitter-clatter, about her ears. In an agony of grief, she rushed forth to meet her husband. On seeing him she exclaimed, “Oh, Mr. Vinegar, Mr. Vinegar, we are ruined, I have knocked the house down, and it is all to pieces!” Mr. Vinegar then said: “My dear, let us see what can be done.

How Jack Went to Seek His Fortune

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HOW JACK WENT TO SEEK HIS FORTUNE Once on a time there was a boy named Jack, and one morning he started to go and seek his fortune. He hadn't gone very far before he met a cat. “Where are you going, Jack?” said the cat. “I am going to seek my fortune.” “May I go with you?” “Yes,” said Jack, “the more the merrier.” So on they went, jiggelty-jolt, jiggelty-jolt. They went a little further and they met a dog. “Where are you going, Jack?” said the dog. “I am going to seek my fortune.” “May I go with you?” “Yes,” said Jack, “the more the merrier.” So on they went, jiggelty-jolt, j

Raggedy Ann and the Fairies Gift

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RAGGEDY ANN AND THE FAIRIES' GIFT All the dolls were tucked snugly in their little doll-beds for the night and the large house was very still. Every once in a while Fido would raise one ear and partly open one eye, for his keen dog sense seemed to tell him that something was about to happen. Finally he opened both eyes, sniffed into the air and, getting out of his basket and shaking himself, he trotted across the nursery to Raggedy Ann's bed. Fido put his cold nose in Raggedy Ann's neck. She raised her head from the little pillow. "Oh!

Hey Diddle, Diddle

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HEY, DIDDLE, DIDDLE! Hey Diddle, diddle The cat and the fiddle The cow jumped over the moon The little dog laughed to see such sport And the dish ran away with the spoon. Once upon a time in a large white farm-house upon an open moor there lived a Wizard. As you know, wizards work very hard; and about once a year, usually towards the middle of March, they take a holiday—and then very extraordinary things happen. One March night this particular Wizard set off upon his holiday as usual. Before he went he looked round to see that everything was tidy and in its place.

The Shoes That Were Danced to Pieces

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THE SHOES THAT WERE DANCED TO PIECES THERE was once upon a time, a King who had twelve daughters, each one more beautiful than the other. They all slept together in one chamber, in which their beds stood side by side. Every night, when they were in them, the King locked the door, and bolted it.