Story Hour Readers — Book Three by Ida Coe;Alice Julia Christie Dillon
page 95 of 133 (71%)
page 95 of 133 (71%)
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A shout of joy burst from the lips of the men. They drank the water
eagerly, and afterwards led the camels to the spring. Then they set up a pole, to which they fastened a flag, so that other traders might find the well. In the evening, the men again started on their journey, and they reached the city the very next day. QUEEN HULDA AND THE FLAX There was once a poor peasant, Hans by name. He lived with his wife and children in a valley at the foot of a snow-capped mountain. Hans often drove his sheep to pasture up the mountain side. He always carried his crossbow with him, to protect the sheep. He was a skillful marksman. Once in a while, Hans would shoot a deer. The deer meat would serve as food for his family during many days. One day Hans was watching his sheep while they grazed on the mountain side. Suddenly a deer appeared. Its spreading antlers glittered in the morning sunlight with wonderful brightness. The deer bounded across the pasture to the rocks higher up the mountain. |
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