Tell It Again Stories (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911. Excerpt: ... A HALLOWE'EN STORY ONCE upon a time a big orange pumpkin was growing just outside a stone wall, far off in a field, all alone. The farmer had gathered all his pumpkins and stored them carefully in his great barn. But no one knew of the big orange pumpkin growing just outside the wall, all alone. The big orange pumpkin was lonely. I wish I belonged to some one, said he. Miew, miew I do, too, cried a little black pussy cat, stretching herself and jumping down from the stone wall where she had been sleeping. It will soon be winter, said the big orange pumpkin; let's go find some one to belong to. Yes, let's do, said the little black cat, eagerly. I want to belong to a little girl with a sweet face and shining eyes. And I, said the big orange pumpkin, want to belong to a jolly little boy who whistles and sings when he works. Let's hurry right away to find them. Yes, let's do, said the little black cat. So off they started, --the big orange pumpkin rolling and tumbling along, and chuckling to himself as he went, and the little black cat pitpatting along on her soft little cushions, purring because she was happy. On and on they went, over the fields and through the woods. It began to grow cold, oh, so cold, and dark too. The little black cat shivered as the wind whistled through the trees. See here, said the big orange pumpkin, you can't sleep outdoors to-night. What shall we do? Just then they saw a man coming along the path with a bundle of wood on his back. Ho, Mr. Woodcutter cried the pumpkin, have you a knife? That I have, said the merry woodsman. What can I do for you, my fine fellow? Just cut off a piece of my shell where the stem is, and scoop out some of my seeds, if you please, said the pumpkin. No sooner said than don...