Cinderella!

“Now fetch the mouse-trap from the shelf – there are six mice inside;”

She changed them to six prancing steeds, all harnessed side by side.

“Now fetch the rat-trap,” and there was therein a large black rat,

So he was made a coachman, with silk stockings and cocked hat.

Six lizards happening to be there, all ready to the hand,

Were changed to powdered footmen, staff and bouquet all so grand.

“Now, Cinderella, here’s your coach to take you to the ball.”

“Not as I am,” she cried; “like this I cannot go at all.”

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Cinderella.

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

A Well Loved Dog!

[Cover Artwork]

MOTHER HUBBARD.

Walter Crane’s Picture Books Re-Issue

John Lane

The Bodley Head: London & New York. 1897.

Cinderella’s Sad Story!

There was an honest gentleman, who had a daughter dear;

His wife was dead, he took instead a new one in a year;

She had two daughters – Caroline and Bella were their names;

They called the other daughter Cinderella, to their shames,

Because she had to clean the hearths and black-lead all the grates;

She also had to scrub the floors, and wash the dinner plates.

But though the others went abroad, did nothing, smiled and drest,

Yet Cinderella all the time was prettiest and best.

The King who ruled in that country, he had an only son,

Who gave a ball to all the town, when he was twenty-one;

And Caroline and Bella were invited, and they said,

“Cinderella shall leave scrubbing, and act as ladies maid.”

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The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

What Is Upstairs?

They rushed upstairs, and Father Bruin, growling.

Cried out, “Who’s lain upon my bed?”

“Who’s lain on mine?” cried Mother Bruin howling;

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

Drinking With The Dog Again!

MOTHER HUBBARD.

Walter Crane’s Picture Books Re-Issue

John Lane

The Bodley Head: London & New York. 1897.

Brothers Void Of Fear!

But Orson threw the Green Knight down, and bound him with a chain,

And set the lady free; both brothers then start off to gain

The Green Knight’s castle-gates – two roaring lions keep guard there,

But down they crouched when they beheld the brothers void of fear.

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From the story “Valentine And Orson”

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

Banjo Bear & His Dancing Girl!

The Three Bears’ Picture Book – Cover Page.

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

Papa Bear!

The Three Bears’ Picture Book – Cover Page

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

Smoking and Drinking With Your Dog!

She took a clean dish

To get him some tripe,

But when she came back,

He was smoking a pipe.

She went to the ale-house

To get him some beer,

But when she came back,

The Dog sat in a chair.

 

MOTHER HUBBARD.

Walter Crane’s Picture Books Re-Issue

John Lane

The Bodley Head: London & New York. 1897.

 

Puffy’s Doctor & The Dog Thief!

But once the little thing fell off a chair,

And put his shoulder out with that sad tumble;

The doctor set and bound it up with care,

While Puffy looked so very wan and humble.

 

One day he ran out in the street to play

With little friends (his Missis, who will warn her!)

He strays too far, – at last is borne away

By a bad man who lived just round the corner.

To his poor Missis none can comfort say,

Her grief by sighs and tears so plainly marking:

When he’d been gone a twelvemonth and a day,

Outside the door was heard familiar barking.

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

 

 

Puss Kills Rabbits!

“Puss out-wits the Rabbits”

Through the woods and over the fields he ran till he came near a rabbit warren, when he crept more cautiously for fear some of the bunnies might hear him; for they have very sharp ears. He opened the game-bag, into which he had put some bits of cabbage and fresh parsley, and arranging the strings of the bag in a clever way, waited patiently for a visit from the rabbits.

Presently two or three young ones came hopping up and twitching their long ears. They sniffed around for awhile at the entrance of the bag, and then hopped in and began munching and nibbling at the parsley and cabbage, little thinking of the fate that awaited them. All at once the cat gave the string a jerk, and the bunnies were caught in a trap, and though they kicked ever so hard they couldn’t get out. Puss lost no time in killing them, and slinging the game-bag over his shoulder, he set out for the king’s palace.

LITTLE FOLKS STORIES

3 Bears, Puss in Boots, Red Riding Hood.

McLoughlin Bro’s: New York. 1888.

 

Please Let Me Out of Here!

Now, in that land there dwelt a man, the Green Knight he was called,

Who by his strength and magic arts a lady fair enthralled,

And kept in prison dark and strong, and none could set her free;

Not even Valentine prevailed, with all his bravery.

From the Story “Valentine and Orson.”

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

Puffy a Pretty Puppy!

PUFFY

About a pretty dog I have to tell, –

A Maltese dog, so curly, white, and fluffy;

His nose was pinker than a pink sea-shell,

His eyes were also pink, – his name was PUFFY.

When he was six weeks old, quite small and scared,

He came unto the house of his new Missis:

His teeth were sharp, he bit so hard,

She cried, “Oh what a charming doggie this is!”

When Puffy slept he rolled himself up tight,

And looked just like a little worsted bundle;

He used a large round stool to roll and bite,

Which on the floor his Missis used to trundle.

 

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

 

Three Bears – Three Chairs!

“Who’s broken my small chair?”

They turned to draw their chairs a little nearer;

“Who’s sat in my chair?” growled the Father Bear;

“Who’s sat in my chair?” said the Mother, clearer;

And squeaked the little Cub, “Who’s broken my small chair?”

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

The Poor Dog Was Dead!

She went to the baker’s

To buy him some bread,

But when she came back,

The poor Dog was dead.

She went to the joiner’s

To buy him a coffin,

But when she came back,

The poor Dog was laughing.

Mother Hubbard.

Hunters Find A Baby In The Forest!

Now, Pepin chanced that very day to hunt with all his train

In that same wood, and found the child ere she came back again;

And took him home, and brought him up, and gave him all the things fine –

Apparel, horses, and a name, – so he was Valentine.

And brave and fair he grew, – King Pepin’s daughter loved him well;

The sons were jealous. Now will I his brother’s story tell.

From the story Valentine and Orson.

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

Three Bears: Ursa Major, Minor & Minimus!

Silverlocks From The Three Bears

And, as the door stood open, in walked boldly,

This child, whose name was Silverlocks, I’m told;

There was nobody there to treat her coldly,

No friend to call her back, no nurse to scold.

She found herself within a parlour charming;

And there upon the table were placed

Three basins, sending up a smell so warming,

That she at once felt hungry, and must taste.

The largest basin first, but hot and biting

The soup was in it, and the second too;

The smallest basin tasted so inviting,

That up she ate it all, with small ado.

Silverlocks From The Three Bears

The Three Bears’ Picture Book

Illustrated by Walter Crane

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

The Other Child Was Gone!

” . . . a great she-bear came up, and carried off one child unto her distant lair.”

And as she fled, weighed down by grief and sense of cruel scorn,

Lo, in the forest two fair sons to Bellisant were born;

But while her servant went to buy some food, a great she-bear

Came up, and carried off one child unto her distant lair.

Poor Bellisant ran after her, with many a sigh and moan;

In vain, – and when she turned again, the other child was gone!

VALENTINE AND ORSON

The Three Bear’s Picture Book

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons:  London & New York.  CA 1899.

Three Bears – Silverlocks!

Three Bears – Ursa Major, Minor and Miniums.

And, as the door stood open, in walked boldly,

This child, whose name was Silverlocks, I’m told;

There was nobody there to treat her coldly,

No friend to call her back, no nurse to scold.

She found herself within a parlour charming;

And there upon the table were placed

Three basins, sending up a smell so warming,

That she at once felt hungry, and must taste.

The largest basin first, but hot and biting

The soup was in it, and the second too;

The smallest basin tasted so inviting,

That up she ate it all, with small ado.

The Three Bears’ Picture Book.

Illustrated by Walter Crane.

George Routledge and Sons: London & New York.

The Poor Dog Had None!

Mother Hubbard
Walter Crane’s Picture Books
John Lane
The Bodley Head: London & New York. 1897.

Old Mother Hubbard

Went to the cupboard

To get her poor Dog a bone;

But when she came there

The cupboard was bare,

And so the poor Dog had none.

 

Cinderella – Pumpkin is a Coach, Mice are prancing steeds, Rat is the coachman, Lizards are footmen!

“Now, Cinderella, here’s your coach to take you to the ball.”
The Three Bears’ Picture Book
Illustrated by Walter Crane
Publisher: George Routledge and Sons: London & New York. Ca 1890-1899.

“Now fetch the mouse-trap from the shelf – there are six mice inside;”

She changed them to six prancing steeds, all harnessed side by side.

“Now fetch the rat-trap,” and there was therein a large black rat,

So he was made a coachman, with silk stockings and cocked hat.

Six lizards happening to be there, all ready to the hand,

Were changed to powdered footmen, staff and bouquet all so grand.

“Now, Cinderella, here’s your coach to take you to the ball.”

“Not as I am,” she cried; “like this I cannot go at all.”