Story Hour Readers — Book Three by Ida Coe;Alice Julia Christie Dillon
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The captain and his crew sailed home with the merchant's cargo of salt.
But the Mill kept on grinding salt at the bottom of the sea. AND THAT IS WHY THE SEA IS SALT. At least, so some people say. SENNIN THE HERMIT In the far-away land of Japan, there was a little village that lay at the foot of a high mountain. Every day the children went to play on the grassy bank near a pond at one end of the village. They threw stones into the water. They fished, and they sailed their toy boats. They picked the wild flowers that grew in the fields near by. They carried with them rice to eat, and from morning until evening they played near the pond. One day, while they were at play, the children were surprised to see an old man with a long, white beard walking toward them. He came from the direction of the mountain. The children stopped their games to watch the old man. He came into |
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