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. 1922 edition. Excerpt: ...wood became so sad from the fussing that it sighed. Yes, the Splinter sighed; it sighed like this: "Ah-h-h-h-h!" And then it made up its-mind to run away from the pieceof wood. The day after the Splinter had sighed, the Ton-a-time king's little son, Prince Johnnie, picked up the piece of wood in which the ...
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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. 1922 edition. Excerpt: ...wood became so sad from the fussing that it sighed. Yes, the Splinter sighed; it sighed like this: "Ah-h-h-h-h!" And then it made up its-mind to run away from the pieceof wood. The day after the Splinter had sighed, the Ton-a-time king's little son, Prince Johnnie, picked up the piece of wood in which the Splinter lived, and twirled it around in his hand. Without waiting to say good-by to its fussy sisters and aunts and grandmothers, the Splinter took leave of the piece of wood and dug its way into Prince Johnnie's thumb, underneath the skin; and a tiny red swelling marked the spot. The little Prince cried, "Ouch!" He dropped the piece of wood and ran home to his father's castle as fast as his legs would carry him. And Johnnie was afraid to say anything about the Splinter that had come to live in his thumb, because his mother, the queen, might scold him for playing with a piece of wood. At the supper table the Splinter peeped out from under the skin of Johnnie's thumb, and saw so many bright lights and gay dishes and pretty table flowers, that it thought it must be dreaming. And once, when the little Prince got some jelly on his hurt thumb, the Splinter ate the sweet stuff so quickly that there was none left for Johnnie to rub off on the tablecloth. The Splinter soon found to its great joy that Johnnie, although a king's son, did not have very good manners. When the boy reached for the gravy bowl, he stuck his hurt thumb into it. and the Splinter got more than its share of the brown gravy; and when Johnnie ate some raspberry jam, the Splinter got a fine taste of it, too. The cream puffs were at last passed around. Think of it--cream puffs! The greedy little Prince grabbed a cream puff so quickly (Oh, he had very bad manners!)...
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