The Little Red Hen - An Old English Folk Tale by Florence White Williams
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cook's cap. First of all she set the dough, as was proper. When it was
time she brought out the moulding board and the baking tins, moulded the bread, divided it into loaves, and put them into the oven to bake. All the while the Cat sat lazily by, giggling and chuckling. [Illustration: ] And close at hand the vain Rat powdered his nose and admired himself in a mirror. [Illustration] In the distance could be heard the long-drawn snores of the dozing Pig. [Illustration: ] At last the great moment arrived. A delicious odor was wafted upon the autumn breeze. Everywhere the barnyard citizens sniffed the air with delight. [Illustration: ] [Illustration: ] The Red Hen ambled in her picketty-pecketty way toward the source of all this excitement. [Illustration: ] |
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