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Excerpt from Among the Pond PeopleBut if you should see a very large, black bug with fore legs which open and shut like jack-knives - then keep away from him, for that is Belostoma. Some time you may see him under the electric lights in the city, for he likes to sprawl around there, and you can look at him on land, but let him alone.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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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. 1901 Excerpt: ...on it with which it catches and holds its food. Most of the time, the Dragon-Fly child keeps the joint bent, and so holds his lip up to his face like a mask. But sometimes he straightens the joint and holds his lip out before him, and then its pincers catch hold of things. He does this when he is hungry. When they reached the shallow water, the Dragon-Fly children stood close together, with the larvae in the middle and the Nymphs all around them. The Snapping Turtle was nowhere to be seen, so they had to wait. "Are n't you scared?" whispered one larva to another. "Scared? Dah! Who's afraid," answered he. "Oh, look!" cried a Nymph. "There go some grown-up Dragon-Flies over our heads. Just you wait until I change my skin once more, and then won't I have a good time! I '11 dry my wings and then I '11" "Sh-h!" said one of the larvae. "Here comes the Snapping Turtle." Sure enough, there he came through the shallow water, his wet back-shell partly out of it and shining in the sunlight. He came straight toward the Dragon-Fly children, and they were glad to see that he did not look hungry. They thought he might be going to take a nap after his dinner. Then they all stood even closer together and stuck out their lower lips at him. They thought he might run away when they did this. They felt sure that he would at least be very badly frightened. The Snapping Turtle did not seem to see them at all. It was queer. He just waddled on and on, coming straight toward them. "Ah-h-h!" said he. "How sleepy I do feel! I will lie down in the sunshine and rest." He took a few more steps, which brought his great body right over the crowd of Dragon-Fly children. "I think I will draw in my head,&quot...

Dear Little Friends : - When the ten Polliwogs came to spend a day with me, some two years ago, I promised to tell you stories of how they and their neighbors live in the pond. I wanted to tell the stories at once, but this is a busy world and story-telling is only play, so there were many things to be done before I could sit down to my desk and hold my pen while the stories slid out of it onto paper. I wonder where all my ten Polliwogs are now ! One cannot come to know pond people quite so well as those who live in the forest or in the meadow, yet down in the shining water they live and build their homes and learn much that they need to know. And wherever people are living, and working, and playing, there are storiesAbout the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the difficult to read text. Read books online for free at

Clara Dillingham Pierson (1868 – 1952) was a skilled and accomplished author of children’s literature whose nature stories still bring children and their parents to laughter more than a century after they were first published. Aside from the “Among the People” series, which this delightful book is also part of, Pierson also went on to write several other books such as Tales of Poultry Farms, The Dooryard Stories and her later work, Living with Our Children: A Book of Little Essays for Mothers (published in 1923).Among the Pond People is one of the most entertaining of the five “Among the People” books written by Pierson as beautiful, brisk and bright collections of nature tales for children. As she has gotten her readership used to focusing on specific types of animals throughout each of her storybooks, Among the Pond People is no different, this time telling us stories about the many adventures of animals such as frogs and tadpoles, eels, crayfish, dragonflies and all manner of creatures you might find in or near a pond.The animal inhabitants of the bond will spark your children’s imagination as they interact with a complex and exciting world, on the ground, in the water and in the air. The mysterious lives of the many strange varieties of creatures from the pond will become more familiar and friendly, but also more enchanting, through stories such as The Slow Little Mud Turtle, The Stickleback Father or The Eels’ Moving Night. You will also find the style itself to be light and pleasant, without any complex words or terms you’d have to reword for your little ones’ ears.