Old Mother West WindBurgess, Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo)
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Old Mother West Wind
Burgess, Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo)
Animals -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories, American
Produced by Eve Sobol
OLD MOTHER WEST WIND
By Thornton W. Burgess
TO MY MOTHER TO WHOM I OWE SO MUCH AND TO MY LITTLE SON WHOSE
LOVE OF STORIES INSPIRED THESE TALES THIS LITTLE VOLUME IS
AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED.
CONTENTS:
CHAPTER
I. MRS. REDWING'S SPECKLED EGG
II. WHY GRANDFATHER FROG HAS NO TAIL
III. HOW REDDY FOX WAS SURPRISED
IV. WHY JIMMY SKUNK WEARS STRIPES
V. THE WILFUL LITTLE BREEZE
VI. REDDY FOX GOES FISHING
VII. JIMMY SKUNK LOOKS FOR BEETLES
VIII. BILLY MINK'S SWIMMING PARTY
IX. PETER RABBIT PLAYS A JOKE
X. HOW SAMMY JAY WAS FOUND OUT
XI. JERRY MUSKRAT'S PARTY
XII. BOBBY COON AND REDDY FOX PLAY TRICKS
XIII. JOHNNY CHUCK FINDS THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD
XIV. LITTLE JOE OTTER'S SLIPPERY SLIDE
XV. THE TALE OF TOMMY TROUT WHO DIDN'T MIND
XVI. SPOTTY THE TURTLE WINS A RACE
CHAPTER I. MRS. REDWING'S SPECKLED EGG
Old Mother West Wind came down from the Purple Hills in the golden light
of the early morning. Over her shoulders was slung a bag--a great big
bag--and in the bag were all of Old Mother West Wind's children, the
Merry Little Breezes.
Old Mother West Wind came down from the Purple Hills to the Green
Meadows and as she walked she crooned a song:
“Ships upon the ocean wait;
I must hurry, hurry on!
Mills are idle if I'm late;
I must hurry, hurry on.”
When she reached the Green Meadows Old Mother West Wind opened her bag,
turned it upside down and shook it. Out tumbled all the Merry Little
Breezes and began to spin round and round for very joy, for you see they
were to lay in the Green Meadows all day long until Old Mother West Wind
should come back at night and take them all to their home behind the
Purple Hills.
First they raced over to see Johnny Chuck. They found Johnny Chuck
sitting just outside his door eating his breakfast. One, for very
mischief, snatched right out of Johnny Chuck's mouth the green leaf of
corn he was eating, and ran away with it. Another playfully pulled his
whiskers, while a third rumpled up his hair.
Johnny Chuck pretended to be very cross indeed, but really he didn't
mind a bit, for Johnny Chuck loved the Merry Little Breezes and played
with them everyday.
And if they teased Johnny Chuck they were good to him, too. When they
saw Farmer Brown coming across the Green Meadows with a gun one of them
would dance over to Johnny Chuck and whisper to him that Farmer Brown
was coming, and then Johnny Chuck would hide away, deep down in his snug
little house under ground, and Farmer Brown would wonder and wonder why
it was that he never, never could get near enough to shoot Johnny Chuck.
But he never, never could.
When the Merry Little Breezes left Johnny Chuck they raced across the
Green Meadows to the Smiling Pool to say good morning to Grandfather
Frog who sat on a big lily pad watching for green flies for breakfast.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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