The Beacon Second Reader by James H. Fassett
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page 100 of 137 (72%)
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[Illustration] The old bell ringer was aroused by the cries. Soon the wild clang of the bell awoke the people of Andernach. Armed men ran to the city gate, but the bees had done their work well. There was no need for soldiers. The army of Lintz was running away. Over the great gate the people of Andernach placed a statue of the two baker boys whose quick wit had saved the city. _German Folk Tale_ FALLING SNOW See the pretty snowflakes Falling from the sky; On the wall and housetops Soft and thick they lie. On the window ledges, On the branches bare; Now how fast they gather, |
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