The Water-babies: A Fairy Tale for a Land-babyThomas Y. Crowell, 1895 - 330 páginas A Victorian tale in which Tom, a sooty little chimney sweep with a great longing to be clean, is stolen by fairies and turned into a water-baby. |
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... five days ; and why every one does not get up then , I never could tell , save that they are all determined to spoil their nerves and their complexions by doing all night what they might just as well do all day . But Tom , instead of ...
... five days ; and why every one does not get up then , I never could tell , save that they are all determined to spoil their nerves and their complexions by doing all night what they might just as well do all day . But Tom , instead of ...
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... five minutes ; but he ran out , and gave chase to Tom . Grimes upset the soot - sack in the new- gravelled yard and spoilt it all utterly ; but he ran out , and gave chase to Tom . The old steward opened the park gate in such a hurry ...
... five minutes ; but he ran out , and gave chase to Tom . Grimes upset the soot - sack in the new- gravelled yard and spoilt it all utterly ; but he ran out , and gave chase to Tom . The old steward opened the park gate in such a hurry ...
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... five smutty little cubs , the funniest fellows Tom ever saw . She lay on her back , rolling about , and stretching out her legs and head and tail in the bright sunshine ; and the cubs jumped over her , and ran round her , and nibbled ...
... five smutty little cubs , the funniest fellows Tom ever saw . She lay on her back , rolling about , and stretching out her legs and head and tail in the bright sunshine ; and the cubs jumped over her , and ran round her , and nibbled ...
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... five minutes . Surely Tom was quite right about the hue - and - cry not having got thither ; for he had come without know- ing it the best part of ten miles from Harthover ; but he was wrong about getting down in five minutes , for the ...
... five minutes . Surely Tom was quite right about the hue - and - cry not having got thither ; for he had come without know- ing it the best part of ten miles from Harthover ; but he was wrong about getting down in five minutes , for the ...
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... five shillings if he would bring the boy quietly up to him , without beating him , that he might be sure of the truth . For he took for granted , and Grimes too , that Tom had made his way home . But no Tom came back to Mr. Grimes that ...
... five shillings if he would bring the boy quietly up to him , without beating him , that he might be sure of the truth . For he took for granted , and Grimes too , that Tom had made his way home . But no Tom came back to Mr. Grimes that ...
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afraid asked babies backstairs beasts beautiful beautiful creature Bedonebyasyoudid began birch-rod birds bogies Brandan butterwort catch caught chimney chimney-sweep clean crag creatures cried crying dirty dovekies Epimetheus eyes fairy fancy fellow fish folks frightened Gairfowl gentleman gray grew Grimes grow Harthover head heard Hellebore hippopotamus hole Holothurian hundred Irishwoman jumped knew lady laughed legs little boys little children little dear little Ellie live lobster looked Mother Carey mouth nasty naughty never night nose once otter perhaps petrels point of rock poor little pretty professor rocks round salmon seen Shiny Wall Sir John sleep stone strange stream stupid sure swam sweet tail tell things thought told Tom longed Tom waited Tom's took trout truncheon turned ugly Vendale water-babies whales wings wonderful
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