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The Publishers offer in this volume well known and long loved and extremely well illustrated stories to their young readers. These tales have had delighted the children of many generations and will be equally welcome in the nurseries of the present day, which, with the popularity and antiquity of the contents of the volume, justify them in styling it The World-Wide Nursery Book. But why a "World-Wide book of Nursery Tales?" Take the story of Cinderella for example…..Many people believe this was written by the Grimm Brothers, but you would be incorrect. Charles Perrault (1628 - 1703) had identified, translated and published the tale of Cinderella at least 50 years before the Grimm Brothers translated the tale from French into German. There is still debate as to whether the story originated in ancient Egypt or China. In ancient Egypt a fragment of a papyrus records a part of the story which is titled The Lost Sandal. There are also fragments of recordings in ancient China. It is believed it then migrated West as trade between the East and West increased. There is also debate as to whether it originated in China and made its way to Egypt along trade routes before crossing the Middle East and arriving in Europe to become the tale we know today. So who wrote the original? The answer is simple. No-one knows, and its true author and country of origin are never likely to be known, but it is certainly a story with world-wide origins as are most of the stories in this book. Hence, we believe the name is fitting. The stories in this book are: Red Riding-Hood. Puss-In-Boots. Mother Hubbard. Cock Robin's Death. Jack And Bean-Stalk. Tom Thumb. Cinderella. The Three Bears. Punch And Judy Removed The Pets. Nursery Songs. Nursery Rhymes. Nursery Ditties. Nursery Tales. Nursery Jingles. The 112 colour illustrations in the classic style bring added life to the tales and rhymes enabling younger children to visuaise the story being told. PUBLISHER’S NOTE: The original publication of this book included the nursery rhyme “Punch and Judy”. Due to the propagation of domestic violence and themes of gratuitous violence which result in death, the publisher has not deemed this poem suitable for children, nor adults, and have elected to remove it from this book. 10% of the profit from the sale of this eBook will be donated to charities. ============ KEYWORDS/TAGS: Folklore, fairy tales, myths, legends, folk tales, story, children’s stories, bedtime, fables, culture, cultural, Red Riding-Hood, Puss In Boots, Old Mother Hubbard, Cock Robin's Death, Jack And Bean Stalk, Tom Thumb, Cinderella, The Three Bears, Pets, Nursery Songs, Rhymes, Ditties, Jingles, sheep, Marquis Of Carrabas, Castle, princess, prince, mill, inheritance, frighten, reapers, marry, cupboard, dog, dance, cat, pipe, tavern, statue, Linnet, dove, fish, fly, owl, bell, bull, rook, lark, cow, beans, climb, gold, harp, ogre, giant, fee fie fo fum, hen, Golden Eggs, King, Arthur, Eagle, Ball, Coach, Fine Dress, Royal Ball, Glass Slipper, Porridge, Sleep, Bed, Rabbits, Cow, Donkey, Cock, Hen, Chickens, Horse, Goat, Pig, Dog, Little Miss Muffet, Curds, Whey, Pat-A-Cake, Humpty-Dumpty, Robin Redbreast, Little Boy Blue, Little Pig Went To Market, Little Jack Horner, Baa, Baa, Black Sheep, Pretty Maid, Mary, Quite Contrary, Little Bo-Peep, Hot Cross Buns, Hey Diddle Diddle, Cat And The Fiddle, Dish, Spoon, Queen Of Hearts, Goosey, Goosey Gander, Little Polly Flinders, Ding Dong Bell, Pussy, Well, Simple Simon, Pies, Fair, Guy Fawkes, Remember, Fifth Of November, 5th, Little Tom Tucker, Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid, Ride A Cock-Horse, Sing A Song Of Sixpence, Tom, Tom, The Piper's Son, Old King Cole, Hush-A-By Baby
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018
By Unknown Authors
WithOne Hundred And Twenty Illustrations.by Unknown Illustrators
Originally Published byFrederick Warne And Co.London
Resurrected byAbela Publishing, London[2018]
The World-Wide Book of Nursery Tales
Typographical arrangement of this edition
© Abela Publishing 2018
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Abela Publishing,
London
United Kingdom
2018
ISBN-13: 978-X-XXXXXX-XX-X
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Red Riding-Hood.Puss-in-Boots.Mother Hubbard.Cock Robin's Death.Jack and Bean-Stalk.Tom Thumb.Cinderella.The Three Bears.Punch and Judy.The Pets.Nursery Songs.Nursery Rhymes.Nursery Ditties.Nursery Tales.Nursery Jingles.
The Publishers offer in this little volume well known and long loved stories to their young readers. The tales which have delighted the children of many generations will, they feel assured, be equally welcome in the nurseries of the present day, which, with the popularity and antiquity of the contents of the volume, justify them in styling it The National Nursery Book.
The original publication of this book included the rhyme “Punch and Judy”. Due to the themes of domestic violence and gratuitous violence which result in death, the publisher has not deemed this poem suitable for children, or adults, to read and have elected to remove it from this book.
John HalstedAbela PublishingSeptember 2018
Once upon a time there lived on the borders of a great forest a woodman and his wife who had one little daughter, a sweet, kind child, whom everyone loved. She was the joy of her mother's heart, and to please her, the good woman made her a little scarlet cloak and hood, and the child looked so pretty in it that everybody called her Little Red Riding-Hood.
One day her mother told her she meant to send her to her grandmother—a very old woman who lived in the heart of the wood—to take her some fresh butter and new-laid eggs and a nice cake. Little Red Riding-Hood was very pleased to be sent on this errand, for she liked to do kind things, and it was so very long since she had seen her grandmother that she had almost forgotten what the dame looked like.
RED RIDING HOOD PREPARING FOR HER JOURNEY.
THE WOLF
The sun was shining brightly, but it was not too warm under the shade of the old trees, and Red Riding-Hood sang with glee as she gathered a great bunch of wild flowers to give to her grandmother. She sang so sweetly that a cushat dove flew down from a tree and followed her. Now, it happened that a wolf, a very cruel, greedy creature, heard her song also, and longed to eat her for his breakfast, but he knew Hugh, the woodman, was at work very near, with his great dog, and he feared they might hear Red Riding-Hood cry out, if he frightened her, and then they would kill him. So he came up to her very gently and said, "Good day, Little Red Riding-Hood; where are you going?"
“To see my grandmother,” said the child, "and take her a present from mother of eggs and butter and cake."
“Where does your grandmamma live?” asked the wolf.
“Quite in the middle of the wood,” she replied.
“Oh! I think I know the house. Good day, Red Riding-Hood.” And the wolf ran off as fast as he could
LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD GATHERING FLOWERS.
AT PLAY IN THE WOOD
Little Red Riding-Hood was not in a hurry, and there were many things to amuse her in the wood. She ran after the white and yellow butterflies that danced before her, and sometimes she caught one, but she always let it go again, for she never liked to hurt any creature.
LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD CATCHING BUTTERFLIES.
And then there were the merry, cunning little squirrels to watch, cracking nuts on the branches of the old trees, and every now and then a rabbit would hurry away through the tall ferns, or a great bee come buzzing near her, and she would stop to watch it gathering honey from the flowers, and wild thyme. So she went on very slowly. By-and-by she saw Hugh, the woodman. "Where are you going, Little Red Riding-Hood," said he, “all alone?”
THE WOLF FOLLOWS LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.
“I am going to my grandmamma's,” said the child. "Good day; I must make haste now, for it grows late."
GRANDMOTHER AND THE WOLF
While Little Red Riding-Hood was at play in the wood, the great wolf galloped on as fast as he could to the old woman's house. Grandmother lived all by herself, but once or twice a-day a neighbour's child came to tidy her house and get her food. Now, grandmother was very feeble, and often kept her bed; and it happened that she was in bed the day Little Red Riding-Hood went to see her. When the wolf reached the cottage door he tapped.
“Who is there?” asked the old dame.
“Little Red Riding-Hood, granny,” said the wolf, trying to speak like the child.
“Come in, my dear,” said the old lady, who was a little deaf. "Pull the string and the latch will come up."
The wolf did as she told him, went in, and you may think how frightened poor grandmother was when she saw him standing by her bed instead of Little Red Riding-Hood.
RED RIDING-HOOD AT THE DOOR
Very soon the wolf, who was quite hungry after his run, eat up poor grandmother. Indeed, she was not enough for his breakfast, and so he thought he would like to eat sweet Red Riding-Hood also. Therefore he dressed himself in granny's nightcap and got into bed, and waited for the child to knock at the door. But he waited a long time.
THE WOLF AT THE GRANDMOTHER'S COTTAGE
By and by Little Red Riding-Hood reached her grandmother's house, and tapped at the door.
RED RIDING HOOD AT HER GRANDMOTHER'S DOOR.
“Come in,” said the wolf, in a squeaking voice. "Pull the string, and the latch will come up."
Red Riding-Hood thought grandmother must have a cold, she spoke so hoarsely; but she went in at once, and there lay her granny, as she thought, in bed.
“If you please, grandmamma, mother sends you some butter and eggs,” she said.
“Come here, dear,” said the wicked wolf, “and let me kiss you,” and Red Riding-Hood obeyed.
THE WOLF AND THE CHILD
But when Red Riding-Hood saw the wolf she felt frightened. She had nearly forgotten grandmother, but she did not think she had been so ugly.
“Grandmamma,” she said, “what a great nose you have.”
“All the better to smell with, my dear,” said the wolf.
“And, grandmamma, what large ears you have.”
“All the better to hear with, my dear.”
“Ah! grandmamma, and what large eyes you have.”
“All the better to see with, my dear,” said the wolf, showing his teeth, for he longed to eat the child up.
“Oh, grandmamma, and what great teeth you have!” said Red Riding-Hood.
LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD DISCOVERS THE WOLF
“All the better to eat you up with,” growled the wolf, and, jumping out of bed, he rushed at Red Riding-Hood and would have eaten her up, but just at that minute the door flew open and a great dog tore him down. The wolf and the dog were still fighting when Hugh, the woodman, came in and killed the wicked wolf with his axe.
DEATH OF THE WOLF.
Little Red Riding-Hood threw her arms round the woodman Hugh's neck and kissed him, and thanked him again and again.
“Oh, you good, kind Hugh,” she said, "how did you know the wolf was here, in time to save me?"
“Well,” said Hugh, "when you were gone by, I remembered that a wolf had been seen about the wood lately, and I thought I would just come after you and see if you were safe. When we came near grandmother's house Trim sniffed and ran to the door and whined, and then he pushed it open—you had not shut it close—and rushed in, and I followed him, and between us we have killed the wolf."
Then Hugh took the child home, and her mother and father could not thank him enough for saving Little Red Riding-Hood.
DEATH OF THE WOLF