Books with author mary stolz

A broadly based historical survey, this book examines Native American boarding schools in the United States from Puritan times to the present day.• Draws upon actual student letters and documents relating to boarding school experiences• Presents biographical profiles of such key figures as Col. Richard Pratt, founder of Carlisle Indian School; and Jim Thorpe, American athlete and Carlisle graduate • Provides a chronology of Native American boarding schools in the United States from the 1600s to the present • Supplies an annotated bibliography of key research resources on Native American boarding schools • Includes a glossary defining hundreds of terms relating to Indian culture and history

The nine classic children’s stories contained in this Kindle edition come from children’s author Mary Stone’s classic 1908 publication, “Children’s Stories That Never Grow Old.” Note: The original physical edition’s illustrations and additional lesser-known tales are not included in this Kindle edition.CONTENTSLittle Red Riding HoodCinderellaPeter RabbitRip Van WinkleSleeping BeautyAlice in WonderlandThe Ugly DucklingHansel and GretelJack and the BeanstalkSample passage: Once upon a time there lived in a cottage on the edge of a wood a forester and his wife and little daughter. The little girl was a great pet with everybody. Whenever she went out she wore a red cloak with a hood to it, and the neighbors called her “Little Red Riding Hood.” She made friends not only with people, but the birds and beasts, too, and she was not afraid of anything, not even the dark. One day her mother said to her, “My child, take this pat of butter and bottle of blackberry wine to your grandmother. Do not stay too long, for I shall be worried.” Red Riding Hood was delighted to do her mother’s errand, so she put on her scarlet cloak, kissed her mother good-bye, and started off to her grandmother’s house. The way led through the woods, but Red Riding Hood was not the least bit afraid, and she went on as happy as a lark. The birds kept her company and sang their sweetest songs. The squirrels ran up and down the tall trees and made her laugh at their funny antics; and now and then a rabbit would come across her path, and sometimes Red Riding Hood would run after the bunnies, but they always managed to get out of her way. By and by she grew hungry, and sat down on a flat stone to eat the nice lunch her mother had put up for her, and oh, how good it tasted! It was very lonely in the woods, but Red Riding Hood thought only of the wild flowers, which were so beautiful, and she went out of the path to gather some violets, honeysuckle and sweet ferns, which made a very pretty nosegay, indeed. But, dear me! When she turned to go back to the path she could not find it, and she was scared, for she felt she was surely lost in the woods.