This collection of literature attempts to compile many of the classic works that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price, in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them.

This collection of literature attempts to compile many of the classic works that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price, in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them.

This collection of literature attempts to compile many of the classic works that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price, in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them.

This collection of literature attempts to compile many of the classic works that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price, in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them.

Matilda's kind to pussy cat, It shows her gratitude for that. "I FEEL ashamed Matilda To see you such a shirk 8 I really think you'd run a mile To get away from work." So spoke Matilda's mother Reprovingly one day, But Mattie only shrugged and sulked And turned her face away. Soon mother left her then alone, The door was open wide. On tip-toes Mattie crossed the floor, And gaily ran outside. She left her room undusted, She left her bed unmade, Indeed she really was a shirk I'm very much afraid.

THERE was once a king who had three sons, and he had also a golden apple tree, that bore nothing but golden apples, and this tree he loved as though it had been his daughter. The king was never able, however, to have any of the fruit it bore, for no sooner were the apples ripe than they would disappear in the night, and this in spite of a guard being set around the garden to watch it and see that no one entered in.

Matilda's kind to pussy cat, It shows her gratitude for that. "I FEEL ashamed Matilda To see you such a shirk 8 I really think you'd run a mile To get away from work." So spoke Matilda's mother Reprovingly one day, But Mattie only shrugged and sulked And turned her face away. Soon mother left her then alone, The door was open wide. On tip-toes Mattie crossed the floor, And gaily ran outside. She left her room undusted, She left her bed unmade, Indeed she really was a shirk I'm very much afraid.

THERE was once a king who had three sons, and he had also a golden apple tree, that bore nothing but golden apples, and this tree he loved as though it had been his daughter. The king was never able, however, to have any of the fruit it bore, for no sooner were the apples ripe than they would disappear in the night, and this in spite of a guard being set around the garden to watch it and see that no one entered in.

This collection contains one tale for each hour including "Master Clock: How Boots Befooled the King," "The Three Little Pigs and the Ogre," and others. A large measure of Pyle's amazing success with youngsters is his genius as an illustrator and this book includes some of his most unforgettable drawings. Katharine Pyle (November 23, 1863 - February 19, 1938) was an American artist, poet, and children's writer.Born in Wilmington, Delaware, the youngest offspring of William Pyle and Margaret (Painter), she was the sister of author and artist Howard Pyle.She was educated at the Women's...