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They ran and ran till they met Turkey-Lurkey, to whom they told the same tale, and he ran with them to get away from the falling sky.

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Next, whom should they meet but the fox, who was on his way to the wood. Good day to you,” said he; “where may you all be going in such haste this fine morning ?

Fox-Lox," said all of them at once, “tell us what to do, for the sky is falling!”

Ah!” said the fox, “is that so? Then I must see what I can do for you. I have a snug, safe little place under the ground. You shall all come in and stay till the sky has fallen, and it won't hurt you at all.”

So they all went in,-Turkey-Lurkey, Goose-Loose, Duck-Luck, Cock-Lock, Hen-Pen, and Chicken-Little, — into the hole where lived the cunning FoxLox with her hungry little cubs. And Fox-Lox went in too, but they never came out to see if the sky had fallen.

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THE THREE BEARS

Once upon a time there were three bears. They lived together in a house of their own in a wood.

One of them was a Little Small Wee Bear; and one was a Middlesized Bear; and the other was a Great Huge Bear.

They had each a pot for their porridge: a little pot for the Little Small Wee Bear; and a middle-sized pot for the Middle Bear; and a great pot for the Great Huge Bear.

And they had each a chair to sit in: a little chair for the Little Small Wee Bear; a middle-sized chair for the Middle Bear; and a great chair for the Great Huge Bear.

And they had each a bed to sleep in: a little bed for the Little Small Wee Bear; a middle-sized bed for

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the Middle Bear; and a great bed for the Great Huge Bear.

One day they had made the porridge for their breakfast, and poured it into. their porridge pots. Then they walked out into the wood while the porridge was cooling. They did not wish to burn their mouths by beginning too soon to eat it.

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In that same far-off country there lived a little girl. She was called Silver Hair, because her light curly hair shone so brightly.

She was a sad romp; and so restless she could not be kept quiet, but

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