THE FROG AND THE FISH.
Tiny and Her Vanity.
McLoughlin Bros.: New York. Ca 1892.
Frog Attack!
WHAT IS IT?
I soon saw that, after all, the food was not my sort, so I went off again directly, but not before one of the Yellow Things had plucked up courage to come back and actually threaten to attack me – me, . .
PETER PIPER’S PEEP SHOW or All the Fun of the Fair
Written by S. H. Hamer.
With Illustrations by Lewis Baumer and Harry B. Neilson.
Cassell And Company, Ltd.: London, Paris, New York & Melbourne. 1906.
Artwork by Robert Morley (1893)
Snow White’s Halloween Party!
SNOW-WHITE AND ROSE-RED
Grimm’s Fairy Tales.
Translated from the German By Margaret Hunt.
Illustrated By John B. Gruelle.
Cupples and Leon Company: New York. Ca 1914.
Happy About Laundry!
Washing Day
A Year With the Fairies.
Written by Anna M. Scott.
Illustrations by M. T. (Penny) Ross.
P. F. Volland & Co.: Chicago, U.S.A. 1914.
The Great Black Cat!
The great black cat stalked out in front of the little circle and told the story of “Puss in Boots.”
He turned his great yellow-green eyes upon the row of winged children and they all shivered with joy. To think of sitting up and hearing a cat tell a story!
He began at the beginning, and told the story of “Puss in Boots” as it had never been told before . . .
The Magical House of Zur.
By Mary Dickerson Donahey.
Barse & Hopkins: New York. 1914.
Don’t You Remember? I’m Your Sister!
“O Brother, don’t!”
Now the Crocodile was so surprised at hearing the Hen call him Brother that he kept his jaws wide open and forgot to swallow his dinner. He kept them open for some time, gaping foolishly, wondering what the Hen could mean, and how he could possibly be her brother. And by the time he had remembered how hungry he was, there was nothing for him to eat. For the Hen had skipped away just as fast as her feet would take her.
The Curious Book of Birds.
Written by Abbie Farwell Brown.
Illustrations by E. Boyd Smith.
Houghton, Mifflin & Company: Boston & New York. 1903.
Your Doll and Frogs!
The yellow frog stood by Coralie in a sentimental way, and held her hand in his.
“Don’t you have any friends or companions at all?” asked Diantha.
Oh, yes, indeed,” said the mermaid. “See, your doll has found some of them. Clever people – dolls.”
Diantha looked down with astonishment. Coralie had slipped from her lap and was sitting at the edge of the pool. More, she was sitting almost in the pool!
And grouped about her were a number of frogs! She seemed to be having a very good time. She was smiling hard, at least. One green frog sat in front of her telling her a story, to which Coralie and the other frogs were listening eagerly, and a very good-looking, yellowish young frog stood by Coralie in a most sentimental way, and held her hand in his.
The Magical House of Zur.
By Mary Dickerson Donahey.
Barse & Hopkins: New York. 1914.
Her Fairy Baby By Day – A Frog At Night!
The Viking’s Wife Finds the Frog.
. . . When she awoke, a little before sunrise, what was her grief to find the child gone! Dressing in haste, and lighting a pine torch, she found the place of the child had been taken by a great ugly frog!
Filled with fear, she seized a stick to kill the frog; but it looked at her with such sad, gentle eyes that she could not bring herself to do it.
Moving to a closed shutter, she opened it to let in the light of day. Just at that moment the sun rose. Its beams fell on the frog, and lo! the wide mouth became smaller, the limbs grew rounder, and instead of the frog there lay her dear little baby once more!
‘What is this?’ cried the lady. ‘Have I been dreaming?’
Lifting up the child, she pressed it to her heart; but the little one fought and bit like a wild cat.
Before many days had passed, it was plain to the lady that the child was under a spell. During the day it was as lovely as a little fairy, but had a fearful temper; during the night it was a frog, with sad and gentle eyes.
From the Story: The Marsh King’s Daughter.
Hans Andersen’s Fairy Tales.
By William Woodburn.
Illustrated by Gordon Robinson.
W. & R. Chambers, Limited: London & Edinburgh. 1917.
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