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Title: The great sea horse
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Anderson, Isabel, 1876-1948
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Publisher: Boston, Little, Brown and company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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OL I go looking for them very often; I peepinto the opening wild rose, and among thepurple asters; once I thought I saw a fairysitting in a pond lily. Look at that troopof little sprites carrying toadstool parasolsright under Mrs. Oaks great knees thisminute. No, I see no fairies there; the parasolsdo not move. But Auntie, do tell me moreabout Mrs. Oak and her scholars. What willbecome of them 1 When they get old likedear Grandma will they be cut down ? askedMarie anxiously. When the young trees have grown to bebig and old, and have seen the blue sky andfelt the warm sun a long time, and many sap-lings are coming up around them, the woodchopper will make his appearance and fellthem. I can hear the Misses Poplar, who areno longer young, whispering to me now, say-ing : Please cut us down at once and makeus into toys for dear Marie. How sweet of the dear old teachers!But I cant hear anything but the sighing of 50 MY FOREST SCHOOLOnce 1 thought I saw a fairy sitting in a pond lily Page 50
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THE NEW YORKPUBLIC LICr.ARY ASTOR, LENOXT1LDEH FOUNDATION MY FOREST SCHOOL the wind, Marie said, looking quite puzzled. What will you answer, Auntie 1 I will do as you say, Miss Poplar/ Icalled out. Now Mrs. Oak is talking; shesays she is getting old, and that before longthe Birch twins and Miss Pine and the otherscholars will not need her, because they willbe big enough to take care of themselves;so she whispers: Some day saw me up intolumber, and build me into a pretty house forMarie. The little trees are chiming in, too,and they say: When we grow up, pleasemake us into Yule logs and burn us in aChristmas fire, and you and Marie can sitabout us in Mrs. Oaks house while the firefairies dance and chuckle with glee. Theneverybody will be happy because the treesgrew big and strong. 51 THE MAGIC LOCK

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