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ACKNOWLEDGMENT is made to the following publishers
and authors for the use of copyright material, some of
which has been adapted: The Sunday School Times; Pri-
mary Education, published by the Educational Publishing
Company ; Edward Arnold, for " The Story of a Donkey " ;
Henry Altemus Company, for " The Mother Seal's Story "
and " Father Wolf and the Pack " ; Houghton Mifflin Com-
pany, for " A Night with a Wolf," by Bayard Taylor ; and
Ella Wheeler Wilcox and her publisher, W. B. Conkey, for
use of a part of the poem, " Two Pussy Cats."





The Kitten 7

William Wordsworth

Malta's Babies 8

Two Pussy Cats 12

Etta, Wheeler Wilcox

Androclus and the Lion .... 14

The Tiger Kitten 20

The Panther and the Grizzly . . 30

Lassie, the Shepherd's Dog ... 45

A Matter of Truthfulness ... 55

A Night with a Wolf .... 62

Bayard Taylor

Father Wolf and the Pack ... 65

A Trap 72


The Mother Seal's Story ... 83


Baby Black Bear 95




The Beavers Ill

Red Squirrel 116

Dick and the Wheel .... 125

The Little Kabbit's Escape . . . 130

The Porcupine 137

The Tale of a Gray Kat ... 143

The Merry Mice 149


The Sick Monkey 157

Greediness 164


Putting a Baby Elephant to Bed . . 173

The Doctor and the Elephant . . 178


Zara, the Camel 189

The Mother Deer and her Little One . 198


Bucephalus 215

The Story of a Donkey . . . .221



See the kitten on the wall,
Sporting with the leaves that fall,
Withered leaves one two and three
From the lofty elder-tree !
Through the calm and frosty air
Of this morning bright and fair,
Eddying round and round they sink.

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But the kitten, how she starts,
Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts;
First at one, and then its fellow
Just as light and just as yellow ; _
There are many now now one _ j[
Now they stop, and there are none.


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Malta had lost all her kittens, and
she was very lonesome. She had
hunted for them and called them, but
nowhere could they be found.

She disappeared for a few days, and
when she returned she carried some-
thing very carefully in her mouth.
She took it to the box in the barn
where her little ones had been and
put it gently down. She went away
again and soon returned with another

little one like the first. Now there


were two babies in the box, and Malta
seemed contented.

To be sure, they were not like her
own little ones ; these had bushy tails
and bright eyes. They did not like
to be washed as kittens ought, but
Malta held them with her paws and
scrubbed them as she thought best.
Soon they were large enough to leave
the box and frisk about on the floor.

One day Malta brought them a live
mouse, but they did not seem to care
for it. "Mew, mew," she said, " come
and play with this nice mouse." But
the little ones only looked at it and
got out of its way when it came too


close. Malta decided that they must
be very stupid kittens.

The next week she took them into
the garden; she thought she would
teach them how to climb a tree, but
they needed no showing ; up the trunk
they ran in a way Malta had never
seen kittens go. They frisked and
frolicked among the branches until
poor Malta grew frightened.

A few weeks later the squirrels left
good Mother Malta and went to live
in the old maple tree.

Malta watches them sometimes when
she lies on the porch in the sun-
shine. Such queer children she never


saw. There are some things she can-
not understand ; it is of no use to try,
so she curls herself up and takes

another nap.




Dainty little ball of fur, sleek and round and

Yawning through the lazy hours, some one's

household cat.
Lying on a bed of down, decked in ribbons

What a pleasant life you lead, whether night or

Romping through the house at will, racing

down the hall,

|U Full of pretty playful pranks, loved and praised
by all.


Wandering from room to room to find the

choicest spot,
Favored little household puss, happy is your lot.



Poor little beggar cat, hollow-eyed and gaunt,
Creeping down the alleyways like a ghost of

Kicked and beat by thoughtless boys, bent on

cruel play,
What a sorry life you lead, whether night or day.

Hunting after crusts or crumbs, gnawing meat-
less bones,
Trembling at a human step, fearing bricks and

Shrinking at an outstretched hand, knowing

only blows,

Wretched little beggar cat, born to suffer woes.



Long ago in the great city of Rome
there lived a slave named Androclus.
His master was a cruel man, and the
poor slave received blows and harsh
words from morning until night.

At last Androclus felt that he could
stand this treatment no longer ; so he
ran away and hid in the forest.
There he ate berries and ripe fruit,
and at night he slept in a cave among

One morning very early, he was
awakened by the loud roars of a lion.


Androclus sprang up in great fright
and saw the huge beast standing at
the door of the cave. Again the lion
roared, and the poor slave felt sure
that he should be killed.

The animal came farther into the
cave, and Androclus noticed that some-
thing seemed to be the matter with
one of his paws. He held the foot
up and whined as if in great pain.

At last Androclus took hold of the
paw to look at it. There in the soft
part of the foot was a great thorn.

The lion seemed to know that
man in the cave could help him
held quite still for his foot to be



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amined. Androclus took hold of the
thorn with his fingers, then gave a
quick pull, and it was out. The great
beast leaped about like a dog and
licked the hands and face of Androclus.

The slave and the lion now lived
together in the cave. They slept
side by side, and often they hunted
together in the wood.

But one day some soldiers found
Androclus and took him back to
Rome. There he was put into prison
and tried for running away from his
master. He was condemned and sen-
tenced to fight a wild animal in the


The day for the fight came, and
great crowds of people went to see
the dreadful sight. The emperor sat
on a high throne, and the seats round
about were filled with thousands of
eager people.

For days a great lion had been
kept in a cage without food. The
poor slave was brought into the
arena, the doors of the cage were
opened, and the hungry lion rushed
forth with a roar. Seeing the trembling
man, he dashed toward him.

Then a strange thing happened.
Instead of tearing the slave to pieces
as the people expected, the lion



paused, licked the hands of Andro-
clus, and then lay down by his side.
Androclus gave a cry of gladness and
threw his arms around the neck of
the great beast, for it was the lion
with whom he had lived in the

The emperor and the people were
amazed. Never before had such a
sight been seen in the arena.

Then, standing before the throne,
Androclus told of his cruel master,
^ his flight to the wood, of the
lion's hurt paw, and of the friendship
between them.

When he had finished, the people

cried: "Let them both go free! Let
them both go free ! r>

So the gates were opened, and An-
droclus and the lion went back to
the cave on the side of the mountain.

jfiso's Fables.



Tip the steep side of a mountain,
within a large cave, the mother tiger
had made her home. Here among
the rocks, three little tiger kittens
played while they waited for their
mother's return.

Soon the smallest one lifted his
head and listened ; far away he had
heard a faint call. The others stopped
their play, and all three stood still.
Again the cry came, and this time

there was no mistaking it the


mother tiger was coming home to her
little ones.

All night she had been out hunt-
ing, and now it was past time for
breakfast. The kittens were hungry.
They were too old for milk, and the
careful mother daily brought them
choice bits of food, sometimes a
young bird or perhaps a piece of a
sheep that she had killed in the

Nearer the cry came, and in a mo-
ment, the beautiful striped mother
leaped gracefully over the rocks and
into the cave door. The little ones

crowded around her, eager for the


food she was bringing. This morning
it was a young rabbit, which the
mother had found at the door of its
burrow. How the tiger kittens fought
over it! They growled and pulled,
each one trying to get the largest
piece. At last the meal was finished,
and they lay down to rest and sleep.
Other days passed in the same way,
and then the mother tiger decided
to take the kittens out hunting with
her. One morning she jumped from
the cave to the rock below. There
she stopped and called. Three little
kittens looked over the edge at her
and mewed, but all were afraid to


jump. Again she called, but not a
kitten came. After waiting a moment
the mother leaped back to the cave,
and picking up one in her mouth,
again jumped down. Leaving him in
the grass below, she went back for a
second one and placed him by his
brother. She was about to go back
for the third time, when the smallest
kitten, who had been left in the cave,
gave a little mew, then made a brave
jump, and landed in the soft grass near

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The little familv now moved quietly (ffi
through the bushes, the mother tiger J
showing them how to creep so as not



to be seen or heard. Soon they came to
the river, and there the mother made
them lie still under some low trees.
For a long time they watched the
strange things about them. Birds
were flying high in the sky, others
were singing in the tree tops, and
queer little animals were playing in
the sunshine.

At noon some cattle came down to
the river to drink. When they were
quite near, the mother slipped quietly
toward a young calf, made a great
leap, and fastened her teeth and claws
into its back. The other animals fled
in fright while the tiger dragged her


prey away among the bushes. Here
mother and young ones had a great

The next day the smallest tiger
kitten caught a fat young duck that
had flown down to the water's edge.
Not wishing to share it, he carried it
up the bank where he could eat it
alone. The others tried to follow him,
but the calls of the mother took them
back to her side, and the smallest one
was left alone with the dinner he had
so cleverly caught.

His rough little tongue stripped the
flesh from the bones of the young
duck and his sharp teeth tore it into


shreds. It was a good meal, and when
it was finished, he looked around and
wished for more.

Far down in the bushes the mother
tiger was calling, and he could hear
the sharp cries of his brothers as they
played together. But he was not ready
to go back. It was warm and pleasant
on the rocks in the sunshine. Here
was a fine place for a sleepy kitten to
take a nap. He was just about to
curl himself up among some leaves
and grasses when there was a sudden
rush of wings above him. Sharp talons
were fastened into his back, and he was
borne swiftly upward through the air.

The little one gave a startled cry of
fright, but the eagle only held him the
tighter. Higher and higher they went
over the trees toward the eagle's nest
on the cliff above.

But in a minute the little tiger had
pulled himself partly free. His sharp
claws tore the side of the big bird
while his teeth stripped feathers and
flesh from her neck. The eagle's

hooked bill caught him by the back

of his head, but still the little fellow


Deeper and deeper went the teeth
and claws of the tiger kitten. The
eagle began to fly slower. She even


tried to drop the prey she had so un-
wisely caught, but she could not get
rid of him. More feathers fell to the
ground and more flesh was torn from
her body.

The great bird was growing weak
and was flying downward. The tiger
kitten had fastened itself upon her
side below one of the big wings. With
all his strength he still pulled and
tore until the eagle could endure it
no longer. She made one more at-
tempt to fly and then fell in a heap
to the ground.

The mother tiger had heard the cry
of her little one, and from the high
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bank she had watched the strange fight.
Quickly she came leaping through the
bushes to the place where the eagle
and the tiger kitten had fallen.

That night the little tiger feasted
upon the flesh of the eagle. But for
many days his back showed the marks
rAade by the talons of the greatest
bird of the air.


The panther stood on the ledge in
front of her den and watched the sun
as it rose over the tree tops.

For years the great panther had
made her home in the cave, and for
years she had been mistress of the
mountain. The other animals, know-
ing of her power and cunning, rarely
came near, and so, alone on the steep
slope, she cared for her two little

From her high rock she could see

far down the valley, and her keen
eyes watched for a deer or elk that
might wander down to the river in (+
search of food.

For days the snow had fallen, and
the mountain and valley were covered
with its soft whiteness.

Suddenly the mother panther raised
her head and listened. Far down the
mountain side she heard a faint sound.
Quietly she moved to the edge of the
rock, and her great body drew itself
together for a spring. From here she
could see down the slope, but there
was nothing in sight but the snow-
covered rocks and bushes.


Anxiously she listened as the sounds
grew louder. The steps were not those
of a deer, of that she felt sure ; nor
could they be those of the small wood
folk. But surely some one was com-
ing. The panther was growing angry.
Her tail jerked and she crouched close
to the narrow ledge.

Nearer came the sounds. Now she
could hear the snapping and cracking
of bushes as a big body forced its
way through. An enemy had dared
to come to her mountain, and that
enemy must be a bear!

The great panther hated bears.
Many times she had fought with them


in the valley, but never before had
one dared to come to her den. Her
body remained rigid, but her tail
lashed the ground in front of the cave.
Faint cries came from the little ones
inside, and she moved closer to the
door of the den.

Nearer and nearer came the sounds.
A moment more and a big animal
lifted itself to the ledge. The mother
panther gave a startled look at the
great shape, it was not one of the
black bears of the valley, but the
tierce grizzly from across the river!

She crouched closer to the cave,
for she well knew that she had no


chance in a fight with this ferocious
beast. She could easily save herself.
One leap would cany her to safety,
but how could she save her babies?
For them she must fight even this
strong, fierce foe.

The waiting panther did not stir
until the grizzly was quite close.
Then with a quick spring she began
the fight. Her slender body leaped
to and fro, but the heavy paws of
the great bear shot forth with won-
derful quickness. Inch by inch the
grizzly forced his way to the mouth
of the den, while the mother panther
fought furiously with teeth and claws.


Then suddenly both animals stopped !
From above them on the side of the
mountain came a sound of snapping
twigs and crashing trees. The pan-
ther glared at her foe, while the
bear, startled by the strange noise,
sat back on his haunches and listened.

From the top of the cliff a few
stones fell, more stones and snow
followed, and then a great mass of
snow and ice slid down, sweeping
everything before it. It fell to the
ledge, and carrying with it panther
and grizzly, dropped to the foot of
the precipice.

A moment later the panther shook

the snow from her tawny sides and
leaped back up the slope to her little
ones. After a while the pile of snow
at the foot of the cliff began to move,
and soon an enormous grizzly pushed
his way out of the drift, walked slowly
down the valley, and crossed to the
mountain on the other side.


lion leopard wild cat

tiger puma lynx

panther jaguar domestic cat

The members of the cat family are
graceful animals with long bodies,
round heads, keen eyes, pointed ears,
sharp teeth, long whiskers, and soft
paws. In their paws are sharp, curved
claws that can be thrust out and drawn
in. Their bodies are covered with
thick, soft fur. The tongues of all the
animals of this group are rough ; this


roughness aids them in pulling the
meat from the bones of the animals
they catch ; it is also of use in cleaning
their beautiful fur. Their food con-
sists of smaller animals and birds.
Most of these animals hunt at night,
for in the dark their eyes become larger
so as to take in every ray of light.

The lion is called the King of Beasts
because of its great strength and also
because it is not afraid to attack any
other animal. Its color is a tawny
yellow, lighter on the under parts of
the body and darker above. The lion
when full grown has a thick, shaggy


mane of long hair, which grows from
the neck and shoulders. The tip of
the tail is decorated with a tuft of dark
hair. The lioness is not so large as
her mate and has no mane. Lions are
found in Africa and the warm coun-
tries of Asia.

The tiger is almost as large as the
lion. Its body is nearly covered with
black and yellow stripes. Like the
lion, it makes its home in the jungles
of Asia and Africa.

The panther and leopard are not
so large as the tiger. Their bodies
are covered with dark spots. They *
are able to climb trees; there, hid-


den among the branches, they watch
for their prey and spring upon it as
it passes on the ground beneath them.
The panther is to be found in parts
of America. The leopard lives in
Asia and Africa.

The puma is called the American
lion. Its shrill scream may some-
times be heard in the mountains of
the west. Like the leopard and the
panther, it springs upon its prey from
the branches of trees. Unlike most of
the other members of this group, it is
not satisfied with catching a single an-
imal ; but when meeting a herd of cat-
tle or a flock of sheep it will kill as

many as it can, sucking a little blood
from each one. It has been known to
kill fifty sheep in one night.

The jaguar is in many respects like
the leopard. Its golden yellow coat
is marked with dark spots. It is
strong and fierce, and often attacks
animals much larger than itself. It
is found in unsettled parts of America.

The wild cat is larger than the
domestic cat. It was once common
in the thick woods of America, but
is now to be found only in the thinly
settled parts. It is ferocious and kills
large numbers of small animals and


The lynx is less fierce than most
of the other animals of this group.
It hunts hares, rabbits, and other
small prey. Its fur forms a valuable
article of commerce. The lynx is
found in Europe and in the northern
and western parts of the United States.

The domestic cat is a pet in many
homes. It is clean in its habits and is
less noisy than the dog. It is affec-
tionate, and often shows surprising in-




Away up in the mountains there
lived a father and mother and Paul,
a dear little boy, not quite four years

The father was a shepherd, and
every day with the help of his faith-
ful dog, Lassie, he cared for a large
flock of sheep that fed on the fresh
grass in the valley.

Each morning when Lassie and the
father started to take the sheep to
their pasture, the little fellow cried
to go too.


" See how he wants to go with
you/' said the mother. "When he is
older, he will help you care for the
sheep. 77

" Let me take him to-day/' said
the father. " We shall not go far.
If he gets tired, Lassie can carry him
on her back."

So the mother packed a lunch, and
the three started dow r n the valley,
driving the sheep before them.

The sun shone and the air was
bright and warm.

How happy little Paul was! He
laughed and talked as he held to his
father's hand or sometimes rode on

his shoulder. At noon they ate their
lunch by the side of the river that
flowed through the valley. Then the
father spread his coat upon the
ground, and the little boy slept in
the shade of a big tree. When he
awoke, the sun was not shining,
clouds had spread over the sky, and
a fog was settling down in the valley.

" We must take the sheep home,"
said the shepherd. " There is going
to be a storm." Calling Lassie, he
sent her to collect the scattered flock.

"My son," the father said, "you
must wait here by this big tree.
When the sheep are together, I will

come and carry you home. Now be
sure not to move away from this
place/ 7

"All right, Father/ 7 was the an-
swer, and the shepherd went back to
his sheep.

Soon the fog grew thicker and
darker. The rain began to fall, and
the lightning flashed. Some of the
sheep had wandered far away, and
the shepherd had trouble in finding
them. At last the father returned
for his little son. He easily found
the big tree, but no boy was near it.
Paul, Paul," he called, but no
answer came except the crash of the

thunder. Greatly frightened, the anx-
ious father searched first in one direc-
tion, then in another. Surely the
little fellow could not have gone far.
The river in the valley was rapidly
rising. What if the boy had fallen in !

Up the valley he could hear the
sharp barks of Lassie as she drove
the sheep. Perhaps the child had
followed her home. Paul and Lassie
were good friends ; he must have
seen the dog as she passed with the

Eagerly the father ran toward his
home, feeling sure that he would find
the boy there. When he reached the


cottage, the mother was standing at
the door waiting for them, but no
little Paul was by her side.

Together the frightened parents
went out into the storm to search for
their little son. Back and forth, all
night, they wandered through the valley.

"I don't see where Lassie can be,"
said the father. " If she were only
here, she might help us. 77

The mother told how Lassie had
brought the sheep home, and how to-
gether they had driven them into the
fold. Then as soon as the sheep
were safe inside, Lassie had disap-
peared and had not been seen since.


Next morning while the father went
to ask the neighbors to help him, the
tired mother returned alone to the
cottage. As she sat crying in their
little home, suddenly she heard the
bark of Lassie. Quickly the woman
ran to the door and let the dog in.

"Poor Lassie! 71 she cried. "How
tired you look! You must be hungry
too. Do you want something to

Two sharp barks were the answer,
and the woman placed on the floor
part of a loaf of bread. Without
stopping to eat it, Lassie seized it in
her mouth and ran away.


" How strange ! r> said the woman.
" I never knew Lassie to act that way

Neighbors did not live near, and it
was almost noon before the father
returned with two men to help him.
All day they searched through the
valley and up the mountain side, but
no trace of the lost boy did they

That evening Lassie again came to
the house and begged for something
to eat. When food was given her,
she picked it up as before and dashed
away with it.

" I wish we had gone with the

dog," said one of the men. " Per-
haps she could find the boy."

Next morning the dog came again
for food, and as she left the father
followed her. Lassie carried the
bread in her mouth, but this time
she trotted slowly ahead of her master.

Down the valley the dog went,
straight to the big tree. There she

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