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Star Stories for Little Folks by Gertrude Chandler Warner 5 Taurus Audiobooks Cosmic Faction.
section 5 of star stories for little folks this is a librivox recording all evil rock's recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by debkay star stories for little folks by gertrude chandler warner gemini the twins look for this during the middle of january we will find the twins castor and pollux tonight said dr laurie guiding helen along the dark path they are rather hard to point out but once you see the picture he fumbled in his pocket for his little black card and light castor is a bright star perfectly white and pollux is a little brighter star as yellow as gold to help you find them i will say there is a spelling match up in the sky just below araga and just at the left of orion and castor and pollux are choosing sides castor has two stars on his side and pollux has three helen laughed put her hand over the light and looked up to hunt for the two lines of spellers she soon found them for orion is pointing right at them she said this lesson is so short i want to show you something else do you see a faint silvery band crossing the sky passing it through auriga and very near gemini it is made of so many millions of stars and they are so far away that it looks milky it is called the milky way you can study it with your opera glasses and find many clusters and drifts of stars in it to keep you from getting impatient for your next lesson end of gemini the twins recording by debkay

Star Stories for Little Folks by Gertrude Chandler Warner 4 Taurus Audiobooks Cosmic Faction.
section 4 of star stories for little folks this is a librebox recording all leverbox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librebox.org recording by devkay star stories for little folks by gertrude chandler warner orion orion can best be seen early in january helen had her book already in the hall to show the doctor the bull carefully drawn aldebaran tinted a rosy red and the pleiades shining in their places like tiny jewels underneath she had written that maketh the bear orion and pleiades and the chambers of the south job chapter 9 verse 9 canst thou bind the cluster of the pleiades or loose the bands of orion job chapter 38 verse 31 mother helped me find the verses explained helen but i really don't understand them orion is the constellation we have tonight said dr laurie opening the front door this time we will face east see our old friends auriga taurus and the pleiades now we will add to them the orion the giant hunter here is his picture the black card showed a figure somewhat the shape of auriga only a belt of three large stars went across the middle then helen gazed upwards i see a square of bright stars that i always used to call the little dipper said helen oh ho said the doctor you're looking for something too small orion himself is much much larger that is only his belt and sword his shoulders and head are above and his feet oh so large interrupted helen and he is bright isn't he i guess you see him so the doctor he is the most beautiful consolation we have the three bright stars make his belt and his sword is stuck through his belt in the handle of his sword is a hazy cloud called the great nebula now just throw back your head and look at all these stars at once and see if you can imagine anyone great enough to make orion and the pleiades and those great open spaces over in the southern sky we couldn't string those seven stars of the pleiades on a chain of fire could you break up orion and let those wonderful stars wander around through the sky why those are my verses said helen in surprise how easy just a minute said the doctor suddenly turning around once more before they went in what color would you call rigel orion's left foot blue said helen end of orion recording by debkay

The Book of Buried Treasure by Ralph Delahaye Paine 5 World Wide Hunt For Vanished Riches.
chapter 5 the book of buried treasure this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the book of buried treasure by ralph delahay payne chapter 5 the wondrous fortune of william phipps

the flaw in the business of treasure hunting outside of fiction is that the person is equipped with the shovels and picks on the ancient charts so seldom find the hidden gold the energy graduality and persistence of these explorers are truly admirable but the results have been singularly shy of dividends the world over there was a genuine satisfaction therefore in sounding the name and fame of the man who not only went roving in search of lost treasure and also found and fetched home more of it than any other adventurer known to this kind of quest on the coast of maine near where the kennebec glows past bath into the sea there's a bit of tidewater known as monswig bay hired by the town of wiscasset into this little bay extends a miniature cape pleasantly wooded which is known as phipps point and here it was at the most illustrious treasure seeker of them all william phipps was born in 1650 the original pilgrim fathers or some of them were still hail and hearty the innumerable shiploads of furniture brought over in the mayflower and not been scattered far from plymouth and this country was so young that the oldest families of boston were all brand new james phipps father of the great william was gunsmith who had come over from bristol in old england to better his fortunes with true pioneering spirit he obtained the grain of land and built his log cabin at the furthest outpost of settlement toward the eastward he cleared his fields raised some sheep and but times repaired the blunderbusses with which puritan and pilgrim were want to pot the aborigine the first biography of william phipps was written by cotton mather whom the better you know the more heartily you dislike for a canting old bigot bootleg men of rank wealth or power and was infernally active in getting a score of hapless men and women hanged for witchcraft in salem cod mather deserves the thanks of all good treasure seekers however for having given us the firsthand story of william phipps whom we knew well and extravagantly admired in fact after this hero had come sailing home with his treasures because of these riches his maid sir william phipps and royal governor massachusetts by charles ii he had his pew in the old north church of boston of which reverend cotton mather was pastor if this is going ahead too fast we must hark back to the humble beginnings his faithful mother yet living wrote mather and his very curious magnalia christi americana had no less than 26 children where of 21 were sons the equivalent to them all was william one of the youngest whom his father dying was left young with his mother and with her he lived keeping his sheep in the wilderness until he was 18 years old then williams decided that the care of the farm and sheep might safely be left to his 20 brothers he had practiced himself to a shipwright who was building on the shore near the settlement those little shallops pinnacles and sloops which our forefathers dared to trade up and down on their own coast as far as the west indies cockle shells man by semen of astonishing temerity and party hood well work with hammer and adds the strapping love of lad listen to the irons of skippers who had voyaged to jamaica in the bahamas dodging french privateers running a fowl of pirates who stripped him of cargo and gear and perhaps it was then that he first heard of the treasures that had been lost in wrecked galleons or buried by buccaneers of espanola at any rate william phipps wished to see more of the world and to win a chance to go to sea in a ship of his own wherefore he set out for boston after he had served...

The Book of Buried Treasure by Ralph Delahaye Paine 4 World Wide Hunt For Vanished Riches

Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson 8 Free Audiobook Kids Family Friendly Home School Fun.
chapter 8 of kidnapped this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org this recording is by mark smith of simpsonville south carolina

kidnapped by robert louis stevenson chapter 8 the roundhouse

one night about eleven o'clock a man of mr riach's watch which was on deck came below for his jacket and instantly there began to go a whisper about the forecastle that shuan had done for him at last there was no need of a name we all knew who was meant but we had scarce time to get the idea rightly in our heads far less to speak of it when the scuttle was again flung open and captain ho season came down the ladder he looked sharply around the bunks and the tossing light of the lantern and then walking straight up to me he addressed me to my surprise in tones of kindness my man said he we want you to serve in the roundhouse you and ransom are to change births run away aft with you even as he spoke two seamen appeared in the scuttle carrying ransom in their arms and the ship at that moment giving a great shear into the sea and the lantern swinging the light fell direct on the boy's face it was white as wax and had a look upon it like a dreadful smile the blood in me ran cold i drew in my breath as if i had been struck run away aft run away aft with you cried ho season and at that i brushed by the sailors and the boy who neither spoke nor moved and ran up the ladder on deck the brig was shearing swiftly and giddily through a long cresting swell she was on the starboard tack and on the left hand under the arch foot of the foresail i could see the sunset still quite bright this at such an hour of the night surprised me greatly but i was too ignorant to draw the true conclusion that we were going north about round scotland and were now on the high sea between the orkney and shetland islands having avoided the dangerous currents of the pentland firth for my part who had been so long shut in the dark and knew nothing of headwinds i thought we might be halfway or more across the atlantic and indeed beyond that i wondered a little at the lateness of the sunset light i gave no heed to it pushed on across the decks running between the seas catching at ropes and only saved from going overboard by one of the hands on deck who had always been kind to me the round house for which i was bound and where i was now to sleep and serve stood some six feet above the decks and considering the size of the brig was of good dimensions inside was a fixed table and bench and two births one for the captain and the other for the two mates turn and turn about it was all fitted with lockers from top to bottom so as to stow away the officer's belongings in a part of the ship's stores there was a second storeroom underneath which you entered by a hatchway in the middle of the deck indeed all the best of the meat and drink and the whole of the powder were collected in this place and all the firearms except the two pieces of brass ordnance were set in a rack in the aftermost wall of the roundhouse the most of the cutlasses were in another place a small window with a shutter on each side and a skylight in the roof gave it light by day and after dark there was a lamp always burning it was burning when i entered not brightly but enough to show mr shuon sitting at the table with the brandy bottle and a tin panicking in front of him he was a tall man strongly made and very black and he stared before him on the table like one stupid he took no notice of my coming in nor did he move when the captain followed and linked on the birth beside me looking darkly at the mate i stood in great fear of host season and had my reasons for it but something told me i need not be afraid of him just then and i whispered in his ear how is he he shook his head like one that does not...

Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson 7 Free Audiobook Kids Family Friendly Home School Fun.
chapter 7 of kidnapped this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org this recording is by mark smith of simpsonville south carolina

kidnapped by robert louis stevenson chapter 7 i go to see in the brig covenant of dysart

i came to myself in darkness in great pain bound hand and foot and deafened by many unfamiliar noises there sounded in my ears of roaring of water as of a huge mill dam the thrashing of heavy sprays the thundering of the sails and the shrill cries of semen the whole world now heaved giddily up and now rushed giddily downward and so sick and hurt was i in body and my mind so much confounded that it took me a long while chasing my thoughts up and down and ever stunned again by a fresh stab of pain to realize that i must be lying somewhere bound in the belly of that unlucky ship and that the wind must have strengthened to a gale with a clear perception of my plight there fell upon me a blackness of despair a horror of remorse at my own folly and a passion of anger at my uncle that once more bereft me of my senses when i returned again to life the same uproar the same confused and violent movements shook and deafened me and presently to my other pains and distresses there was added the sickness of an unused landsman on the sea in that time of my adventurous youth i suffered many hardships but none that was so crushing to my mind and body were lit by so few hopes as these first hours aboard the brig i heard a gunfire and supposed the storm had proved too strong for us and we were firing signals of distress the thought of deliverance even by death in the deep sea was welcome to me yet it was no such matter but as i was afterwards told a common habit of the captains which i here set down to show that even the worst man may have his kindly your side we were then passing it appeared within some miles of dysart where the brig was built and where old mrs ho season the captain's mother had come some years before to live and whether outward or inward bound the covenant was never suffered to go by that place by day without a gun fired in colors shown i had no measure of time day and night were alike in that ill-smelling cavern of the ship's bowels where i lay and the misery of my situation drew out the hours to double how long therefore i lay waiting to hear the ship split upon some rock or to feel her real head foremost into the depths of the sea i am not the means of computation but sleep at length stole from me this consciousness of sorrow i was awakened by the light of a hand lantern shining in my face a small man of about 30 with green eyes and a tangle of fair hair stood looking down at me well said he how goes it i answered by a sob and my visitor then felt my pulse and temples and set himself to wash and dress the wound upon my scalp i said he a sordunt what man cheer up the world's no done you've made a bad start of it but you'll make it better have you had any meat i said i could not look at it and thereupon he gave me some brandy and water and a tin panicking and left me once more to myself the next time he came to see me i was lying betwixt sleep and waking my eyes wide open in the darkness the sickness quite departed but succeeded by a horrid giddiness and swimming that were almost worse to bear i ached besides in every limb and the cords that bound me seemed to be a fire the smell of the hole in which i lay seemed to have become a part of me and during the long interval since his last visit i had suffered tortures of fear now from the scurrying of the ship's rats that sometimes patted on my very face and now from the dismal imaginings that haunt the bed of fever the glimmer of the lantern as a trap opened shone in like the heavens sunlight and though it only showed me the strong dark beams of the...

Puss in Boots, Jr., and the Good Gray Horse by David Cory 7 Kids' Audiobook No Copyright.
chapter 7 of puss and boots jr and the good gray horse this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org puss in boots jr and the good grey horse by david corey georgie porgy now let me see in the last story puss had taken his good gray horse away from the fairies but didn't know what to do with the bicycle which he had borrowed from the owner of the willow tree inn i can't very well ride it and lead my horse said puss to himself nor can i very well ride my horse and lead the bicycle what shall i do a short distance off stood a small red schoolhouse and just then through the open door came a merry crowd of children all of a sudden a little boy with a piece of plum pudding in one hand and a piece of pie in the other ran swiftly towards puss georgie porgy pudding and pie kissed the girls and made them cry when the boys came out to play georgie porgie ran away and after him came a number of boys in hot pursuit please help me get away from these boys cried georgie porgie what have you done as puss oh i kissed the girls and made them cry answer georgie porgie but it didn't hurt them how do you know as puss kisses don't hurt replied georgie porgy but if these boys ever catch me looking fearfully over his shoulder well give me an awful beating and take away my pie do you know where the willow tree inn is as puss all of a sudden yes siree answer georgie quick cried puss get on this bicycle and take it to the innkeeper he lent it to me but oh dear me the boys were now close at hand and georgie porgie only had time enough to give puss the pie in pudding take him he said i shan't have time to eat him i can't eat and ride at the same time go it shouted puss and goodness me how that bicycle did go stop stop yelled the boys go it screamed puss don't let them catch you and georgie porgie didn't no siree then all of a sudden the recess bell rang and of course the boys had to turn back i think i'll be jogging along too said puss to himself they might throw a stone at me for helping georgie and he galloped past the schoolhouse and was soon out of sight end of chapter 7 recording by valentina vicelli

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Puss in Boots, Jr., and the Good Gray Horse by David Cory 6 Kids' Audiobook No Copyright.
chapter six of puss and boots jr and the good gray horse this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org and boots junior and the good gray horse by david corey puss recovers his steed the girl in the lane that couldn't speak plain cried gobble gobble gobble the man on the hill that couldn't stand still went hubble hobble hobble goodness me exclaimed push junior as he mounted the bicycle which the kind owner of the willow tree inn had lent him i can't understand a word the girl says i asked her if she had seen my good gray horse and she answers gobble gobble gobble and then little puss gave a great sigh for it's pretty hard luck to have your horse stolen while asleep in a strange inn although it's mighty lucky to have the innkeeper lend you his bicycle well after a while and many a mile the road began to wind up a hill so puss got off and pushed his wheel ahead until by and by he met a little old man he held a stick in both hands on which he leaned as he hobbled along did you see a runaway horse asked puss i didn't deed my good sir cat answered the hobble hobble man he went by but a few minutes ago there were fairies on his back i thought at first i must be dreaming till i remembered once before in my life seeing a swarm of fairies if i might use the word from yonder forest in hot pursuit for a bold robber who had waylaid a traveler thank you said puss i must catch up with them for the horse belongs to me and this bicycle is a poor substitute yes i should think as much replied the hobble hobble man but how are you going to catch him those forest fairies are mischievous and you will need to pedal fast and furious to overtake them never fear replied post-outly i have a good pair of legs and jumping on his bicycle he went up the hill at a great rate on reaching the top he was delighted to see his good gray horse going down the road to the valley here's where i overtake them cried puss placing his feet on the coasters my bicycle can go downhill faster than a horse in a few moments i'll again be astride my faithful steed the dust flew out in a cloud behind him as he swiftly coasted down the steep road went his bell as he came nearer and nearer giddy up cried the fairies but the good gray horse was tired he had gone many miles out of gallop whoa cried puss cried the fairies but puss was now close to them standing up on the bicycle seat he made a wonderful jump and landed squarely on the saddle of his good grey horse and then with a scream of dismay the fairies flew away end of chapter six recording by valentina vicelli

Jātaka Tales by H. T. Francis; E. J. Thomas 7 International Stories for Children Free Audiobook.
section seven of jataka tales by h.t francis and e.j thomas this librivox recording is in the public domain prince5 weapons once on a time when brahmadata was reigning in banaras it was as his queen's child that the bodhisattva came to life once more on the day when he was to be named the parents inquired as to their child's destiny from 800 brahmanas to whom they gave their hearts desire in all pleasures of sense marking the promise which he showed of a glorious destiny these clever soothsaying brahmanas foretold that coming to the throne at the king's death the child should be a mighty king endowed with every virtue named and renowned for his exploits with five weapons he should stand peerless in all jambudipa and because of this prophecy of the brahmanas the parents named their son prince five weapons now when the prince was come to years of discretion and was 16 years old the king made him go away and study with whom sire am i to study asked the prince with the world famed teacher in the town of takasila in the gandhara country here is his fee said the king handing his son a thousand pieces so the prince went to takasala and was taught there when he was leaving his master gave him a set of five weapons armed with which after bidding ado to his old master the prince set out from takasila for banaris on his way he came to a forest haunted by a goblin named hairy grip and at the entrance to the forest men who met him tried to stop him saying young student do not go through that forest it is the haunt of the goblin hairy grip and he kills everyone he meets but bold as a lion the self-reliant bodhisattva pressed on till in the heart of the forest he came on the goblin the monster made himself appear in stature as tall as a palm tree with a head as big as an arbor and huge eyes like bowls with two tusks like turnips and the beak of a hawk his belly was blotched with purple and the palms of his hands and the soles of his feet were blue black wither away cried the monster halt you are my prey goblin answered the bodhisatta i knew what i was doing when i entered this forest you will be ill-advised to come near me for with a poisoned arrow i will slay you where you stand and with this defiance he fitted to his bow and arrow dipped in deadliest poison and shot it at the goblin but it only stuck on to the monster's shaggy coat then he shot another and another till 50 were spent all of which merely stuck onto the goblin's shaggy coat here on the goblin shaking the arrows off so that they fell at his feet came at the bodhisatta and the latter again shouting defiance drew his sword and struck at the goblin but like the arrows his sword which was 33 inches long merely stuck fast in the shaggy hair next the bodhisatta hurled his spear and that stuck fast also seeing this he smote the goblin with his club but like his other weapons that too stuck fast and thereupon the bodhisattva shouted goblin you never heard get of me prince5 weapons when i've entered into this forest i put my trust not in my bow and other weapons but in myself now will i strike you a blow which shall crush you into dust so saying the bodhisattva smote the goblin with his right hand but the hand stuck fast upon the hair then in turn with his left hand and with his right and left feet he struck at the monster but hand and feet alike clave to the hide again shouting i will crush you into dust he butted the goblin with his head and that too stuck fast yet even when thus caught and snared in fivefold wise the bodhisattva as he hung upon the goblin was still fearless still undaunted and the monster thought to himself this is a very lion among men a hero without a peer and no mere man though he is caught in the clutches of a goblin like me yet not so much as a tremor will he exhibit never since i first took to slaying travelers upon this road have i seen a man to equal him...

The Mystery of the Fires
by Edith Lavell
The Mystery of the Fires by Edith Lavell 5 The Burnt Bungalow Free Teens Mystery Novels.
chapter 5 of the mystery of the fires by edith lavelle this librivox recording is in the public domain freckle story what in the world are you doing asked jane when she came out on the porch the following morning to find her chum studiously pouring over a notebook you must think school has begun mary louise looked up it's harder than school but it's more fun she replied i'm working on the mystery of the fires mystery you really don't think the flicks in was just an accident no i don't if it were the first fire i might believe that but with the hunters a week or so ago the whole thing looked sinister to me i'm frightened jane ours may be the next we haven't any insurance to speak of besides something dreadful might happen to mother people are burned to death sometimes you know yes that's true replied jane seriously but what are you going to do treat it just like a case as i did dark cedars list all the possible suspects and search the neighborhood for desperate characters such as gypsies no not gypsies they wouldn't have any motive this time but somebody must have a motive unless it's a crazy person who's responsible jane's eyes open wide that's an idea mary lou there are people like that crazy along just one particular line they feel they simply have to light fires fire bugs you know incendiary is the correct term i believe said mary louise oh so you've already thought of it and looked up the word yes i've thought of it who wouldn't have it's the first explanation that jumps into your head when you hear of a fire they say lighted cigarettes start them too and small children small children but not boys as big as freckles and the smiths an expression of pain passed over mary louise's face i'm afraid everybody suspects the boys especially mr flick i'm going to call freckles now and ask him just exactly what he did yesterday then if you're interested jane i'll read you all my list of suspects sure i'm interested i love to play the part of watson to the great sherlock holmes gay mary louise stuck out her tongue don't be so fresh she said but she was pleased and flattered to be called sherlock holmes freckles eating a bun and followed by silky came leisurely through the screen door mary louise asked him to sit down and talk to her can't long with the reply have to go see old man flick don't speak of mr flick in that disrespectful way said mary louise disapprovingly i will though i hate him he thinks us guy set his old ant on fire and we really saved his trees sweating like horses carrying water from the river and that's all the thanks we get freckles said his sister seriously you must tell me all about what you did yesterday everything no secrets because this is important it may save somebody innocent from imprisonment and help spot the real criminal okay i will sis he sat down on the hammock and silky jumped up beside him he gave the little dog a piece of his bun and then he began up in the woods beyond shady nook past the dipmars you know and all the cottages we're building a shack a clubhouse for the wild guys of the road so yesterday we took our lunches the two smiths the two reeds and i to set to work did you make a fire demanded mary louise sure we made a fire we got to have a fire but don't you go thinking that fire spread to flicks if it had why wouldn't dipmars and robinson's cottages have been burned there in between yes that's true did you stay there in the woods all day yeah cook some hot dogs for our supper and larry reed had a can of baked beans boy we had a swell feed and never thought a thing about the picnic on the island till it started to get dark then we put out the fire packed our stuff away and made tracks for home about what time was that asked mary louise i mean when you finally left your camp 9 30 or 10 maybe i don't know and you saw two people on your way back...