The Tiny Folkl

(A real story or real children for very young children) I

"Oh. Daddy. what are those wooden boxes for?" called out Laurie as he raced out to meet his father returning from work.

“They are just two empty ones from the cold storage. They weren't of any further use. so I brought them home. Ithought vou and Susan and David might play with them." he answered.

"Goody. goody. that‘s )USl greati" Laurie exclaimed. clap- ping his hands.

The next morning was clear

and warm. so very early Lauric was busy in the back yard He had taken out his U‘.\Il hammer. and a pockettul of nails

"What do you lf‘il(‘fl(l to do \\llll

ihnst-'."‘ inquired his nioihei. "?'i‘iat 5 a St‘L‘l'f-'l. ' L .1 u r i v smiled “You'll _)LlSl have in wait and see.“ Bang. bang. bang. went thc l‘anlITlFl. Laurie was so busy

pounding the bright little nails in Just so. He had placed the two boxes side by side and was fastening them tngetlirr by nail- ing the boards from the covcis across the ends. Sometimes a nail would go crooked. Then hc'ri tap it on the side Lintil he had it straightened. Once he used the claws of his hammer to pull out a nail that wasn't in the right place. For two hours he was so occupied that he hadn't time in complain that he had no one to play with.

At dinner l\l:s. i".icr\ ii-as ask- ing all about his \ioi‘.< "Aiiri Just what is it to be when it is fin- ished'."‘ she asked

"It's a house for Linda You see. I nailed the l\\'n boxes toget- her. I hammered the nails in lhorotighlv so lllt“_\' wouidn' scratch her. I thought it would be. a good place for her to play. She can sit there and watch us when we are outrlnoi-s."

“Ynti are a rniy thoughtful brother." l‘(‘plir‘rl lll". mother. "You me ‘good to _\'oiir little sister. But remember she is nnl_v a year old. .lift(‘P hcr bll'lll'.l.’l_)’ last \\l"(’l(. so don't expect tno much of her."

"I'm sure she'll like it." said Laurie. spooning up the last of his dessert "Now I rnzist rush. I expect Susan over this after- noon, and \\‘c 5ll"‘ going to paint the hnusc Can I use some of Daddy’s paint?"

“No-n. I'm afraid not." his mo- iher shook her head "You would get more paint on yotirsclvcs than on the hf\‘.iSt" I tell you what. I have some vcilow miiresrn 'hat you can use I'll mix it with Water and you may have these two old paint brushes"

Susan and Laurie were delight- ed with the paint. when they started work aftrr dinner. Mrs Page smiled to herself as she Vatched them from the window. They were painting carefully. in- side and nut. and every sn nften they stopped tn look over what they had done. This was going

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BOB WHITE DOES Ills PART who al\\‘a_\'s docs what he should

do, Will very little have in rue. ——Oid Mother Nature.

Bob White is a izoocl father. To begin \\ith. he is proud of his fam- ll_\‘. He never thinks that his family .s too big. Once the babies are out of the shells and mother has Icrl them from the nest out into the Great World. Bob is a true help- mate. He keeps guard and watches for danger. He even goes to meet danger half-way and lead it in all- nther cllrectioii if possible. He helps find food for the babies. He does his part in keeping them from go- ing astray. He and Mrs. Boh work together perfectly. They are fine parents.

One morning while the lnul'I(‘f‘ll little Bobs were busily picking up food and their mother was keeping ‘watch over them and at the same «time scratching about to uncover

to tie a \i-iy xiiinticrftii liiiusc l Stiddniiiy she noticed the sun ,\\zis no longer shining. Big black train clouds uere piling up fast. .Fifteen minutes later the first ‘mg idrops pelted against the pane. ”I‘hesn brought the children rac- ing for the shelter of the ll(tllSf‘. i'l‘lic_\' wcrc full of excited chatter Ias they both talked at once. : -

thcir li>\'

ing to tell about house. "But Linda won‘t be able to try it out today." Laurie said snrrowfuliy. “I'il bet that rain will spoil all our painting too" He ran over to the window to look out.

"Oh. Susan and l\Iomm_\', Just

come and see this." he called amid peals of laughter. They botii came and looked. There was Lati- rie's little dog. I-‘risky in the new house out of the rain! That tickled Laurie. “isn't he smart!" he exclaimed. “We build the house for Linda. btit Frisky was the very first one in it. It can be of some use after all."

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the perfect toy for him. it's an

aluminum beer barrel. which in

his playful moment: he can

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malireat without serious dam-

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By Thorton W. Burgess

more things that the babies could eat. Bob White was sitting on a fem-e-post keeping watch. He wasn't whistling is he so often whistles when he is sitting on a fence-post. He didn't \\ ant to draw the at- tcntioii of any hungry folk who might. be in the neighborhood. All the time his sharp eyes were busy watching. both in the air and on the ground. for possible danger. He long ago learned that only the fool- isii fail to keep watch even when thc_\' feel sure that no danger is near.

So it was that those sharp eyes of his caught a slight n‘/J\'enient nf the grass. Not a single merry little breeze was aiiywhere around. He began to \\0ltclE‘t‘ if he just imagined that that gross moved. No. he hadn't. It was moving again. Bob left the post. and flew right. over that moving grass. As he did so he looked down. There was someone down in that grass.

Someone was slowly moving through it and that made the grass wave. Now he could see who it ‘was. It was Mr. Blacksnakc. He was slo\\'l_\' gliding through the izrass l0\\1|l'd \\‘llt"l'P Mrs. Bob and the biibics ucre It i\oiildii't. (in for him to find them. What. to do? He could attack Mr. Blacksnake. for Bob White is no coward. But that wouldifti do. Mr. Biacksnake was ‘two big for him.

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that Mrs. Bob would at. once give the children the danger signal. she did just. this. but she remain- ed with them. She didn't yet. know what the danger wu. Bob flew across in front of Mr. Bllcklnlke, and dropped down in the [nu only a little way from film. Mr. Biaclunake saw him. He raised his head high so as to look over the grass. He could see Bob White moving about in the grass. Then Bob squatted down so that the grass hid him.

Mr. Bliicksnake continued to watch. Bob White didn't. move. He wanted Mr. Blacksnaketo think that it might be he was sitting on a nest. Mr. Blacksnake did think just. this. He began to glide clu- tiously through the grass toward where he had seen Bob White settle down. Suddenly Bob took to his wlniza as if frightened. He flew just as he would have flown had he been sitting on €388 in I nest.

Mr. Blacksnake gilded forward now. He clearly loved eggs. He likes eggs almost as much as he like: young birds. Of course there were no eggs. There was no nest. Mr. Blacksnake hunted all about in the grass. Where could that nest be? He was sure from Bob White's actions that there was it neat. He kept getting farther and farther

call. It. iiicziiit danger. He knew

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