Books with title Story of Little Jan the Dutch Boy

Excerpt from Story of Little Jan: The Dutch BoyIf you were to start from new-york, and sail three thousand six hundred miles north east, you would at last reach the great North Sea, or German Ocean, which washes the western and northern shores of Holland.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.

“The Story of the Bad Little Boy” is one of the best-known short stories written by Mark Twain (pen-name of Samuel Clemens, 1835-1910).First published in 1865, the tale is centered around the life of Jim, a recklessly happy “bad little boy” who does never pay the consequences of his actions...The ebook also contains a selection of Twain’s best aphorisms and a biographical note on the author.

A DELIGHTFUL OLD-FASHIONED TALE - WITH SOME MODERN TWISTS!A brave little duck saves her flock from the ravages of a fierce wolf, with the help of a philosophical old owl who quotes Dickens. But the wolf isn't necessarily bad, and the owl isn't altogether good. Here's an excerpt, without the full-color pictures, of course, which can't be put into this description:The little duck climbed out of the pond. The moon had just risen above the trees, and it was casting shadows like long grasping claws across the meadow. She fluffed her feathers, and wiggled her tail to give herself courage. Then she waddled slowly through the meadow to the big pine tree standing on the edge of the forest. She could see the owl’s huge orange eyes glowing high up in the tree.“Mr. Owl, sir. Every morning, when we waddle out into the meadow to eat the big crunchy grasshoppers and the fat juicy slugs, the wolf jumps out of the tall grass and carries one of us away into the forest, and we never see that duck again. Can you tell me how we can stop the wolf from eating ducks?”The owl peered down at the little duck. With his huge orange eyes, he could see her quite easily in the dim light.“Look at yourself, little duck. Your bottom is too big, your legs are too short, and you keep tripping over your feet. Now, think about the wolf. He has long legs with strong claws. He runs very fast, and he has wide jaws with big teeth. Don’t you know that wolves are supposed to eat ducks, just like ducks are supposed to eat grasshoppers and slugs?”The little duck bobbed her head up and down. “I know, but isn’t there anything we can do?”

This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work.

This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work.

This story is told to children to teach them that if they act quickly and in time, even they, with their limited strength and resources, can avert disasters. The fact that the Little Dutch Boy used his finger to stop the flow of water, is used as an illustration of self-sacrifice. A physical lesson is also taught: a small trickle of water soon becomes a stream, and the stream a torrent, and the torrent a flood sweeping all before it.

He's one of the most endearing main characters in a story in many years--and he's rea! Come along and share his adventures. Through enchanting full-color photos, watch as this mischievous, playful, and innocent 250-pound baby elephant learns about the world around him. See him newly born, his big elephant ears wrapped tightly around him; struggling to his feet for the first time, prodded by his mother's wiggly trunk; stumbling and swaying on wobbly legs; and making friends with many of the members of Africa's animal kingdom. In a playground as wide as all outdoors, in a land of lush rolling hills and umbrella trees, Little Bull and his herd live and travel. Little Bull doesn't lack for affection.You'll meet the family who watches over him always--a loving mother, attentive aunts, and an older sister who becomes his self-appointed guardian--as well as the other baby elephants who play with him, wrestling in the mud, grabbing stones, and learning tricks. Early on, he becomes friends with a white egret who follows the herd--and he also learns to avoid the lions who regard him with glittering, hungry eyes. You're also there as the rains stop, and the grass and water slowly dry up. Follow the herd as they go on a journey across miles of land, searching desperately for food. The baby elephants struggle hard to keep up, and though the adults gently nudge them on, soon they weaken. But then one day, in the distance, thunder sounds. Dark clouds roll in, and the cool, fresh rains pour down and turn the earth green once more...And you'll rejoice as life returns to the savanna once again. With its simple and lyrical style, lush color photography, and design that echoes traditional African

A DELIGHTFUL OLD-FASHIONED TALE! A brave little duck saves her flock from the ravages of a fierce wolf, with the help of a philosophical old owl who quotes Dickens and teaches her something about the cycle of life. Here's an excerpt, without the full-color pictures, of course, which can't be put into this description: The little duck climbed out of the pond. The moon had just risen above the trees, and it was casting shadows like long grasping claws across the meadow. She fluffed her feathers, and wiggled her tail to give herself courage. Then she waddled slowly through the meadow to the big pine tree standing on the edge of the forest. She could see the owl’s huge orange eyes glowing high up in the tree. “Mr. Owl, sir. Every morning, when we waddle out into the meadow to eat the big crunchy grasshoppers and the fat juicy slugs, the wolf jumps out of the tall grass and carries one of us away into the forest, and we never see that duck again. Can you tell me how we can stop the wolf from eating ducks?” The owl peered down at the little duck. With his huge orange eyes, he could see her quite easily in the dim light. “Look at yourself, little duck. Your bottom is too big, your legs are too short, and you keep tripping over your feet. Now, think about the wolf. He has long legs with strong claws. He runs very fast, and he has wide jaws with big teeth. Don’t you know that wolves are supposed to eat ducks, just like ducks are supposed to eat grasshoppers and slugs?” The little duck bobbed her head up and down. “I know, but isn’t there anything we can do?”