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Title: Reading and Literature First Reader
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Treadwell, Garuuette Taylor and Margaret Free
Subjects: reading
Publisher: Chicago: Row, Peterson & Company
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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her in its place. Next morning the lad took the ram and went home.Mother, he said, I have been to the North Wind. He is a fine fellow. He gave me this ram. I have only to say, Ram, ram, make money/And he makes all the money I want. That may be true, said his mother.But let me see it.Then I shall believe it. Ram, ram, make money, said the lad.But not a penny did he make. 114 I must go back to the North Wind, said the lad.And off he went. It was a long way.He walked and walked.At last he came to the North Winds house. Good-day, North Wind, said the lad. Good-day, lad, said the North Wind.What do you want now? I want my meal, said the lad.This ram is not worth a penny. I have no meal, said the North Wind. But I will give you this stick.You have only to say, Stick, stick, lay on.And it will lay on till you say, Stick, stick, stop/ 115 The lad took the stick. Thank you, North Wind, said he. And he set off for home. He stopped at the same inn.After supper he shut his eyesand began to snore.
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The landlord saw the stick. That must be a fine stick, he said. 116 He thought the lad was asleep.He reached for the stick.Just then the lad cried out, Stick, stick, lay on.So the stick laid on. The landlord jumped over tables and chairs.He yelled and he roared.Lad, lad, stop the stick, he cried.You shall have your clothand your ram again. So the lad said,Stick, stick, stop. He took the cloth and the ram and the stick.Then he set off for home.So the North Wind gave the lad the worth of his meal. —Norse Folk Tale. 117 The Sheep and Pig Once there was a big fat sheep.One morning the farm girl said, Eat, Sheep, for soon we shall eat you. This scared the big sheep.So he went to see the pig.Good-day, Pig, said the sheep,1 and thanks for our last merry meeting. M Good-day, Sheep, said the pig,and the same to you. Do you know, Pig, why they make you fat? No, not I, said the pig. Then I will tell you, said the sheep.They are going to eat you. 118 This scared the pig. Let us go to the woods/

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