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The Wishing Well by Mildred A. Wirt Benson 7 Free Young Adult Novel Audiobook Public Domain.
chapter 7 of the wishing well by mildred a work benson this librivox recording is in the public domain reading by cheryl adam skowhegan maine 2016 chapter penny's discovery hiding a secret my eye laughed louise penny parker sometimes i think that every person in riverview suggests mystery and intrigue to you then you explain why mrs marlborough doesn't invite us into her house penny challenged her chum and why did she turn the members of the pilgrimage committee away no probably the place isn't fixed up the way she wants it yet that's no reason no she has a different one than that lou and i'm curious to learn what it is you're always curious louise teased taking penny by the arm come along let's get a drink at the well while the girls were lowering the bucket into the bricked cavern mrs marlborough joined them a woolen shawl thrown over her head and shoulders i've not had time to get much work done yet she apologized i really must hire a man to clean up the grounds then you have decided to make your home here louise inquired eagerly for the present i may much depends upon how a certain project turns out penny and louise waited hopefully but mrs marlborough said no more changing the subject she inquired about rhoda wygand and the other members of the palette club i like young people she declared brightly do tell your friends to come to rosaceas whenever they wish a rather strange thing happened here yesterday penny said suddenly rhoda made a wish here at the well and it came true what was the wish the old lady inquired with curiosity that the people with whom she lives might have more food two baskets were left at the trailer camp louise and i were responsible for one of them but we can't account for the other very interesting mrs marlborough commented in years past a great many wishes which were made apparently came true so i can't say that i am surprised to what do you attribute it louise asked quickly chance perhaps mrs marlborough smiled one cannot explain such things a chill penetrating wind blew from the direction of the river shivering louise drew her jacket collar closer about her neck remarking rather pointedly that the weather was turning colder even then mrs marlborough did not ask that the girls enter the house a moment later however she excused herself and went inside leaving them alone in the garden it does seem odd that she acts so secretive louise commented i'm inclined to agree with the members of the pilgrimage committee that her manners aren't the best perhaps she'll finally decide that i am right penny said triumphantly take my word for it there's something inside the house she doesn't want anyone to see louise started slowly toward the road only to pause as her chum proposed that they walk to the river and call upon truman crocker the stone cutter you intend to tell him who stole his chicken louise asked in surprise penny shook her head no i'll let him discover it for himself i want to talk to him about the big rock he hauled to the museum louise could not imagine what useful information her chum might expect to gain but she obediently trailed penny through the rear yard of rose acres down a sloping path which led to the river i hope you know the way she remarked dubiously as the going became more difficult and they were forced to move slowly oh we can't miss the cabin crocker's place is the only one near here penny responded the trail was a narrow one so when frequently used that bushes and vines had overgrown it in many places finally emerging on a hillside the girls were able to gaze down upon the winding river recent rains had swollen it to the very edges of the banks and from a distance truman crocker's shack appeared to be situated dangerously close to the water wouldn't you think he would soon be flooded out louise commented pausing to catch her breath i shouldn't care to live so near the river oh...

The Wishing Well by Mildred A. Wirt Benson 7 Free Young Adult Novel Audiobook Public Domain.
chapter 7 of the wishing well by mildred a work benson this librivox recording is in the public domain reading by cheryl adam skowhegan maine 2016 chapter penny's discovery hiding a secret my eye laughed louise penny parker sometimes i think that every person in riverview suggests mystery and intrigue to you then you explain why mrs marlborough doesn't invite us into her house penny challenged her chum and why did she turn the members of the pilgrimage committee away no probably the place isn't fixed up the way she wants it yet that's no reason no she has a different one than that lou and i'm curious to learn what it is you're always curious louise teased taking penny by the arm come along let's get a drink at the well while the girls were lowering the bucket into the bricked cavern mrs marlborough joined them a woolen shawl thrown over her head and shoulders i've not had time to get much work done yet she apologized i really must hire a man to clean up the grounds then you have decided to make your home here louise inquired eagerly for the present i may much depends upon how a certain project turns out penny and louise waited hopefully but mrs marlborough said no more changing the subject she inquired about rhoda wygand and the other members of the palette club i like young people she declared brightly do tell your friends to come to rosaceas whenever they wish a rather strange thing happened here yesterday penny said suddenly rhoda made a wish here at the well and it came true what was the wish the old lady inquired with curiosity that the people with whom she lives might have more food two baskets were left at the trailer camp louise and i were responsible for one of them but we can't account for the other very interesting mrs marlborough commented in years past a great many wishes which were made apparently came true so i can't say that i am surprised to what do you attribute it louise asked quickly chance perhaps mrs marlborough smiled one cannot explain such things a chill penetrating wind blew from the direction of the river shivering louise drew her jacket collar closer about her neck remarking rather pointedly that the weather was turning colder even then mrs marlborough did not ask that the girls enter the house a moment later however she excused herself and went inside leaving them alone in the garden it does seem odd that she acts so secretive louise commented i'm inclined to agree with the members of the pilgrimage committee that her manners aren't the best perhaps she'll finally decide that i am right penny said triumphantly take my word for it there's something inside the house she doesn't want anyone to see louise started slowly toward the road only to pause as her chum proposed that they walk to the river and call upon truman crocker the stone cutter you intend to tell him who stole his chicken louise asked in surprise penny shook her head no i'll let him discover it for himself i want to talk to him about the big rock he hauled to the museum louise could not imagine what useful information her chum might expect to gain but she obediently trailed penny through the rear yard of rose acres down a sloping path which led to the river i hope you know the way she remarked dubiously as the going became more difficult and they were forced to move slowly oh we can't miss the cabin crocker's place is the only one near here penny responded the trail was a narrow one so when frequently used that bushes and vines had overgrown it in many places finally emerging on a hillside the girls were able to gaze down upon the winding river recent rains had swollen it to the very edges of the banks and from a distance truman crocker's shack appeared to be situated dangerously close to the water wouldn't you think he would soon be flooded out louise commented pausing to catch her breath i shouldn't care to live so near the river oh...

Young Adult Short Works 2 Beowulf Great Teen Audiobooks Fiction Genre Public Domain.
beowulf be told by hamilton wright maybe this is librox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org

recording by henry frigon beowulf retold by hamilton wright maybe

old king hrothgar built for himself a great palace covered with gold with benches all around the outside and a terrace leading up to it it was bigger than any hall man had ever heard of and there hrothgar sat on his throne to share with the men the good things god had given him a band of brave knights gathered around him all living together in peace and joy but there came a wicked monster grendel out of the moors he stole across the fence in the thick darkness and touched the great iron bars of the door on the hall which immediately sprang open then with his eyes shooting out flame he spied the night sleeping after battle with his steel finger nails the hideous fiend seized thirty of them in their sleep he gave yells of joy and sped as quick as lightning across the moors to reach his home with his prey when the knights awoke they raised a great cry of sorrow whilst the aged king himself sat speechless with grief none could do battle with the monster he was too strong too horrible for anyone to conquer for 12 long years grendel ward against hrothgar like a dark shadow of death he prowled round the hall and lay and wait for his men on the misty moors one thing he could not touch and that was the king's sacred throne now they're lived in a far-off land a youngster called beowulf who had the strength of 30 men he heard of the wicked deeds of grendel and the sorrow of the good king hrothgar so he made ready a strong ship with 14 friends set sail to visit hrothgar as he was in need of help the good ship flew over the swelling sea like a bird till in due time the voyagers saw shining white cliffs before them then they knew their journey was at an end they made fast their ship grasped their weapons and thanked god that they had an easy voyage now the coast guard spied them from a tower he set off to the shore riding on horseback and brandishing a huge lance who are you he cried bearing arms and openly landing here i am bound to know from once you come before you make a step forward listen to my plain words and hasten to answer me beowulf made answer that they came as friends to rid frothgar from his wicked enemy grendel and at that the coast guard led them on to guide them to the king's palace downhill they ran together with the rushing sound of voices and armed tread until they saw the hall shining like gold against the sky the guard made them to go straight it to it then wheeling around on his horse he said it is time for me to go may the father of all keep you in safety for myself i must guard the coast the street was paved with stone and beowulf's men marched along following it to the hall their armor shining in the sun clanging as they went they reached the terrace where they set down their broad shields then they seated themselves on the bench while they stacked their spears together and made themselves known to the herald prothgar speedily made them welcome they entered the great hall with measured tread beowulf leading the way his armor shone like a gold network his look was high and noble as he said hail o'king to fight against grendel single-handed i have come grant me this that i may have this task alone i and my little band of men i know that the terrible monster despises weapons and therefore i shall bear neither sword nor shield nor buckler hand to hand i will fight the foe and death shall come to whomsoever god wills if death overtakes me then will the monster carry away my body to the swamps so care not for my body but send my armor to my king my fate is in god's hands hothgar loved the youth for his noble words and bad him and his men sit down to the table and...

Young Adult Short Works 2 Beowulf Great Teen Audiobooks Fiction Genre Public Domain.
beowulf be told by hamilton wright maybe this is librox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org

recording by henry frigon beowulf retold by hamilton wright maybe

old king hrothgar built for himself a great palace covered with gold with benches all around the outside and a terrace leading up to it it was bigger than any hall man had ever heard of and there hrothgar sat on his throne to share with the men the good things god had given him a band of brave knights gathered around him all living together in peace and joy but there came a wicked monster grendel out of the moors he stole across the fence in the thick darkness and touched the great iron bars of the door on the hall which immediately sprang open then with his eyes shooting out flame he spied the night sleeping after battle with his steel finger nails the hideous fiend seized thirty of them in their sleep he gave yells of joy and sped as quick as lightning across the moors to reach his home with his prey when the knights awoke they raised a great cry of sorrow whilst the aged king himself sat speechless with grief none could do battle with the monster he was too strong too horrible for anyone to conquer for 12 long years grendel ward against hrothgar like a dark shadow of death he prowled round the hall and lay and wait for his men on the misty moors one thing he could not touch and that was the king's sacred throne now they're lived in a far-off land a youngster called beowulf who had the strength of 30 men he heard of the wicked deeds of grendel and the sorrow of the good king hrothgar so he made ready a strong ship with 14 friends set sail to visit hrothgar as he was in need of help the good ship flew over the swelling sea like a bird till in due time the voyagers saw shining white cliffs before them then they knew their journey was at an end they made fast their ship grasped their weapons and thanked god that they had an easy voyage now the coast guard spied them from a tower he set off to the shore riding on horseback and brandishing a huge lance who are you he cried bearing arms and openly landing here i am bound to know from once you come before you make a step forward listen to my plain words and hasten to answer me beowulf made answer that they came as friends to rid frothgar from his wicked enemy grendel and at that the coast guard led them on to guide them to the king's palace downhill they ran together with the rushing sound of voices and armed tread until they saw the hall shining like gold against the sky the guard made them to go straight it to it then wheeling around on his horse he said it is time for me to go may the father of all keep you in safety for myself i must guard the coast the street was paved with stone and beowulf's men marched along following it to the hall their armor shining in the sun clanging as they went they reached the terrace where they set down their broad shields then they seated themselves on the bench while they stacked their spears together and made themselves known to the herald prothgar speedily made them welcome they entered the great hall with measured tread beowulf leading the way his armor shone like a gold network his look was high and noble as he said hail o'king to fight against grendel single-handed i have come grant me this that i may have this task alone i and my little band of men i know that the terrible monster despises weapons and therefore i shall bear neither sword nor shield nor buckler hand to hand i will fight the foe and death shall come to whomsoever god wills if death overtakes me then will the monster carry away my body to the swamps so care not for my body but send my armor to my king my fate is in god's hands hothgar loved the youth for his noble words and bad him and his men sit down to the table and...

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chapter 3 of my doggy and eye by robert ballentine this librivox recording is in the public domain recorded by alison hester of athens georgia

chapter 3 treats of an old heroine it was pleasant yet sad to observe the smile with which old mrs willis greeted me pleasant because it proved that she was rejoiced to see me sad because it was not quite in keeping with the care-worn old face who set wrinkles it deranged i knew you would come you never missed the day she said both words and tone showing that she had fallen from a much higher position in the social scale it cost me a little to visit you once a week dear mrs willis i replied and it gives me great pleasure besides i'm bound by the laws of society which grants your annuity to call personally and pay it i only wish it were a larger sum large enough more than i deserve said the old woman in a low tone as she gazed somewhat vacantly at the dead wall opposite and let her eye slowly descend the spout the view was not calculated to distract or dissipate the mind the bricks were so much alike that the eye naturally sought and reposed on or followed the salient feature having descended the spout as far as the window sill permitted the eyes of mrs willis slowly re-ascended as far as possible and then turned with a meek expression to my face more than i deserve she repeated and almost as much as i require it is very kind of the society to give it and of you to bring it may god bless you both hot doctor i'm often puzzled by hey what's that the sudden question anxiously asked was accompanied by a feeble attempt to gather her poor garments close round her feet as dumps sniffed at her skirts and agitated his ridiculous tail it's only my dog granny i had of late adopted this term of endearment a very quiet well-behaved creature i assure you that seems too amiable to bite why he appears to have a tendency to claim acquaintance with everybody i do believe he knows you no no he doesn't put him out pray put him out said the old woman in alarm grieved that i had unintentionally roused her fear i opened the door and called dumps my doggie rose with his three indicators erect and expectant go out sir and lie down the indicators slowly drooped and dumps crawled past an abject humility shutting the door i returned i hope you don't dislike little boys as well as little dogs granny because i have brought one to wait for me here you won't mind just sitting at the door until i go no no said mrs willis quickly i like little boys when when they're good she added after a pause say i'm one of the good sorts sir suggested slider and a horse whisper of course it ain't true but what are that if it relieves your mind taking no notice of this remark i again sat down beside my old woman what were you going to say about being puzzled granny doctor did i say i was puzzled yes but pray don't call me doctor i'm not quite fledged yet you know call me melon or john well you were saying oh i remember i was only going to say that i've been puzzled a good deal of late by that text in which david says i have never seen the righteous forsaken nor his seed begging bread now my father and mother were both good christians and although i cannot claim to be a good one myself i do claim to be a poor follower of jesus yet here am i she paused well granny said i are you forsaken nay john god forbid i should say so but am i not a beggar oh pride pride you are hard to kill are you a beggar i asked and a tone of surprise when did you last beg granny is not a recipient of charity a beggar no i replied stoutly he is not a solicitor of charity is a beggar but a recipient thereof is not in your case it was i who was the beggar do you not remember when i found you first without a crust in the house how i had to beg and entreat you to allow me to...

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chapter 3 of my doggy and eye by robert ballentine this librivox recording is in the public domain recorded by alison hester of athens georgia

chapter 3 treats of an old heroine it was pleasant yet sad to observe the smile with which old mrs willis greeted me pleasant because it proved that she was rejoiced to see me sad because it was not quite in keeping with the care-worn old face who set wrinkles it deranged i knew you would come you never missed the day she said both words and tone showing that she had fallen from a much higher position in the social scale it cost me a little to visit you once a week dear mrs willis i replied and it gives me great pleasure besides i'm bound by the laws of society which grants your annuity to call personally and pay it i only wish it were a larger sum large enough more than i deserve said the old woman in a low tone as she gazed somewhat vacantly at the dead wall opposite and let her eye slowly descend the spout the view was not calculated to distract or dissipate the mind the bricks were so much alike that the eye naturally sought and reposed on or followed the salient feature having descended the spout as far as the window sill permitted the eyes of mrs willis slowly re-ascended as far as possible and then turned with a meek expression to my face more than i deserve she repeated and almost as much as i require it is very kind of the society to give it and of you to bring it may god bless you both hot doctor i'm often puzzled by hey what's that the sudden question anxiously asked was accompanied by a feeble attempt to gather her poor garments close round her feet as dumps sniffed at her skirts and agitated his ridiculous tail it's only my dog granny i had of late adopted this term of endearment a very quiet well-behaved creature i assure you that seems too amiable to bite why he appears to have a tendency to claim acquaintance with everybody i do believe he knows you no no he doesn't put him out pray put him out said the old woman in alarm grieved that i had unintentionally roused her fear i opened the door and called dumps my doggie rose with his three indicators erect and expectant go out sir and lie down the indicators slowly drooped and dumps crawled past an abject humility shutting the door i returned i hope you don't dislike little boys as well as little dogs granny because i have brought one to wait for me here you won't mind just sitting at the door until i go no no said mrs willis quickly i like little boys when when they're good she added after a pause say i'm one of the good sorts sir suggested slider and a horse whisper of course it ain't true but what are that if it relieves your mind taking no notice of this remark i again sat down beside my old woman what were you going to say about being puzzled granny doctor did i say i was puzzled yes but pray don't call me doctor i'm not quite fledged yet you know call me melon or john well you were saying oh i remember i was only going to say that i've been puzzled a good deal of late by that text in which david says i have never seen the righteous forsaken nor his seed begging bread now my father and mother were both good christians and although i cannot claim to be a good one myself i do claim to be a poor follower of jesus yet here am i she paused well granny said i are you forsaken nay john god forbid i should say so but am i not a beggar oh pride pride you are hard to kill are you a beggar i asked and a tone of surprise when did you last beg granny is not a recipient of charity a beggar no i replied stoutly he is not a solicitor of charity is a beggar but a recipient thereof is not in your case it was i who was the beggar do you not remember when i found you first without a crust in the house how i had to beg and entreat you to allow me to...

My Doggie and I by Robert Michael Ballantyne 2 Free Animal Audiobook Fiction.
chapter 2 of my doggie and i this librivox recording is in the public domain recorded by alison hester my doggy and i by robert valentine chapter two introduces a young hero

the day had become very sultry by the time i went out to visit my patients the sky was overcast with dark thunderous clouds and as there seemed every chance of a heavy shower i returned to my lodgings for an umbrella oh mr melon exclaimed my landlady as i entered the lobby was there ever a greater blessing oh wow what's the matter mrs miff oh sir that ordered little dog as you brought has gone mad is that the blessing you refer to mrs myth no sir but you're coming back is for the creature has been a rampaging round the room and yelling like a thing possessed by demons i'm so glad you've come feeling sure that the little dog unaccustomed perhaps to be left alone in a strange place was merely anxious to be free i at once went to my room door and opened it dumps bounced out and danced joyfully around me mrs miff fled in deadly silence to her own bedroom where she locked and bolted herself in dumps said i with a laugh i shall have to take you with me at the risk of losing you perhaps the memory of the feed i've given you and the hope of another may keep you by me come we shall see my doggy behaved much better than i had anticipated he did indeed stop at several butcher's shops during our walk and looked inquiringly in he also events the desire to enter into conversation with one or two other sociable dogs but the briefest chirp or whistle brought him at once obediently to my heel just as if he had known and obeyed me all his life when we reached the poor parts of the city i observed that the free and easy swagger and the jaunty hopping of each hind leg alternately gave place to a sedate walk and a weary turn of the head which suggested keen suspicious glances of the unseen eyes ah thought i evidently he has suffered some hardships and bad treatment in places like this i stooped and patted his head he drew closer to me as if seeking protection just then a low grumbling of thunder was heard and soon after the rain came down so heavily that the umbrella forming an insufficient protection dumps and i saw shelter in the mouth of an alley the plump was short-lived and the little knots of people who had sought shelter along with us melted quickly away my doggy's aspect was not improved by this shower it had caused his hairy coat to cling to his form producing a drowned rat aspect which was not becoming but a short run and some vigorous shakes soon restored his rotundity in a few minutes thereafter we reached a narrow square or court at the end of a very dirty locality in one corner of which was a low public house through the half open swing door could be seen the usual melancholy crowd of unhappy creatures who had either already come under the full influence and curse of strong drink or were far on the road to ruin it was a sight with which i had become so familiar that sad though it was i scarce gave it a thought in passing my mind was occupied with the poor old woman i was about to visit and i would have taken no further notice of the grog shop in question if the door had not opened violently in a dirty ragged street boy or waif apparently about eight or nine years of age rushed out with a wild cry that may be described as a compound cheer and yell he came out in such a blind haste that he ran his ragged head with great violence against my side and almost overturned me hello youngster i exclaimed sternly hello oldster he replied in a tone of the most insolent indignation whatever do you mean by running against my head like that hain't you got no gentle boys in the west end to butt against that you come all the way to vite chapel to butt again me i have a good mind too and you over to the police come you rose me a kappa for that the ineffable insolence of this waif took...

My Doggie and I by Robert Michael Ballantyne 2 Free Animal Audiobook Fiction.
chapter 2 of my doggie and i this librivox recording is in the public domain recorded by alison hester my doggy and i by robert valentine chapter two introduces a young hero

the day had become very sultry by the time i went out to visit my patients the sky was overcast with dark thunderous clouds and as there seemed every chance of a heavy shower i returned to my lodgings for an umbrella oh mr melon exclaimed my landlady as i entered the lobby was there ever a greater blessing oh wow what's the matter mrs miff oh sir that ordered little dog as you brought has gone mad is that the blessing you refer to mrs myth no sir but you're coming back is for the creature has been a rampaging round the room and yelling like a thing possessed by demons i'm so glad you've come feeling sure that the little dog unaccustomed perhaps to be left alone in a strange place was merely anxious to be free i at once went to my room door and opened it dumps bounced out and danced joyfully around me mrs miff fled in deadly silence to her own bedroom where she locked and bolted herself in dumps said i with a laugh i shall have to take you with me at the risk of losing you perhaps the memory of the feed i've given you and the hope of another may keep you by me come we shall see my doggy behaved much better than i had anticipated he did indeed stop at several butcher's shops during our walk and looked inquiringly in he also events the desire to enter into conversation with one or two other sociable dogs but the briefest chirp or whistle brought him at once obediently to my heel just as if he had known and obeyed me all his life when we reached the poor parts of the city i observed that the free and easy swagger and the jaunty hopping of each hind leg alternately gave place to a sedate walk and a weary turn of the head which suggested keen suspicious glances of the unseen eyes ah thought i evidently he has suffered some hardships and bad treatment in places like this i stooped and patted his head he drew closer to me as if seeking protection just then a low grumbling of thunder was heard and soon after the rain came down so heavily that the umbrella forming an insufficient protection dumps and i saw shelter in the mouth of an alley the plump was short-lived and the little knots of people who had sought shelter along with us melted quickly away my doggy's aspect was not improved by this shower it had caused his hairy coat to cling to his form producing a drowned rat aspect which was not becoming but a short run and some vigorous shakes soon restored his rotundity in a few minutes thereafter we reached a narrow square or court at the end of a very dirty locality in one corner of which was a low public house through the half open swing door could be seen the usual melancholy crowd of unhappy creatures who had either already come under the full influence and curse of strong drink or were far on the road to ruin it was a sight with which i had become so familiar that sad though it was i scarce gave it a thought in passing my mind was occupied with the poor old woman i was about to visit and i would have taken no further notice of the grog shop in question if the door had not opened violently in a dirty ragged street boy or waif apparently about eight or nine years of age rushed out with a wild cry that may be described as a compound cheer and yell he came out in such a blind haste that he ran his ragged head with great violence against my side and almost overturned me hello youngster i exclaimed sternly hello oldster he replied in a tone of the most insolent indignation whatever do you mean by running against my head like that hain't you got no gentle boys in the west end to butt against that you come all the way to vite chapel to butt again me i have a good mind too and you over to the police come you rose me a kappa for that the ineffable insolence of this waif took...

It's Like This, Cat by Emily Neville 2 Cat Lovers' Fiction Audiobooks No Copyright.
chapter 2 of it's like this cat this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by aaron deward it's like this cat by emily cheney neville chapter two cat and the underworld kat makes himself at home in my room pretty easily mostly he likes to be up on top of something so i put an old sweater on the bureau beside my bed and he sleeps up there when he wants me to wake up in the morning he jumps and lands in the middle of my stomach believe me cats don't always land lightly only when they want to anything a cat does he does only when he wants to i like that when i'm combing my hair in the morning sometimes he sits up there and looks down his nose at my reflection in the mirror he appears to be taking inventory hmm buck teeth sandy hair smooth in front cowlick and back brown eyes can't see in the dark with a nickel hickeys on the chin too bad i look back at him in the mirror and say okay black face yellow eyes and one white whisker where do you get that one white whisker he catches sight of himself in the mirror and his tail twitches momentarily he seems to know it's not really another cat but his claws come out and he taps the mirror softly just to make sure when i'm lying on the bed reading sometimes he will curl up between my knees and the book but after a few days i can see he's getting more and more restless it gets so i can't listen to a record for the noise of him scratching on the rug i can't let him loose in the apartment at least until we make sure mom doesn't get asthma so i figure i better reintroduce him to the great outdoors in the city one nice sunday morning in april we go down and sit on the stoop cat sits down very tall and neat and pear-shaped and closes his eyes about halfway he glances at the street like it isn't good enough for him after a while condescending he eases down the steps and lies on a sunny dusty spot in the middle of the sidewalk people walking have to step around him and he squints at them then he gets up quick looks over his shoulder at nothing and shoots down the stairs to the cellar i take a look to see where he's going and he is pacing slowly toward the backyard head down a tiger on the prowl i figure i'll sit in the sun and finish my science fiction magazine before i go after him when i do he's not in sight and the janitor tells me he jumped up on the wall and probably down into one of the other yards i look around a while and call but he's not in sight and i go up to lunch a long toward evening cat scratches at the door and comes in as if he'd done it all his life this gets to be a routine sometimes he doesn't even come home at night and he's sitting on the doormat when i get the milk in the morning looking offended is it my fault you stayed out all night i ask him he sticks his tail straight up and marches down the hall to the kitchen where he waits for me to open the milk and dish out the cat food then he goes to bed one morning he's not there when i open the door and he still hasn't showed up when i get back from school i get worried and go down to talk to butch wow says butch sometimes that cat sit and talk to me a little but most times he go on over to 21st street where he sit and talk to his lady friend turned cold last night a lot of buildings put on heat and closed up their basements maybe he got locked in somewheres which buildings his friend live in i ask 46. the big one his friends a little black and white cat sort of belongs to the night man over there he feeds her i go around to 21st street and case 46 which is a pretty fair looking building with a striped awning and a doorman who saunters out front and looks around every few minutes while i'm watching a grocery boy comes along pushing his cart and goes down some stairs into the basement with his carton of groceries this gives me an...

It's Like This, Cat by Emily Neville 2 Cat Lovers' Fiction Audiobooks No Copyright.
chapter 2 of it's like this cat this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by aaron deward it's like this cat by emily cheney neville chapter two cat and the underworld kat makes himself at home in my room pretty easily mostly he likes to be up on top of something so i put an old sweater on the bureau beside my bed and he sleeps up there when he wants me to wake up in the morning he jumps and lands in the middle of my stomach believe me cats don't always land lightly only when they want to anything a cat does he does only when he wants to i like that when i'm combing my hair in the morning sometimes he sits up there and looks down his nose at my reflection in the mirror he appears to be taking inventory hmm buck teeth sandy hair smooth in front cowlick and back brown eyes can't see in the dark with a nickel hickeys on the chin too bad i look back at him in the mirror and say okay black face yellow eyes and one white whisker where do you get that one white whisker he catches sight of himself in the mirror and his tail twitches momentarily he seems to know it's not really another cat but his claws come out and he taps the mirror softly just to make sure when i'm lying on the bed reading sometimes he will curl up between my knees and the book but after a few days i can see he's getting more and more restless it gets so i can't listen to a record for the noise of him scratching on the rug i can't let him loose in the apartment at least until we make sure mom doesn't get asthma so i figure i better reintroduce him to the great outdoors in the city one nice sunday morning in april we go down and sit on the stoop cat sits down very tall and neat and pear-shaped and closes his eyes about halfway he glances at the street like it isn't good enough for him after a while condescending he eases down the steps and lies on a sunny dusty spot in the middle of the sidewalk people walking have to step around him and he squints at them then he gets up quick looks over his shoulder at nothing and shoots down the stairs to the cellar i take a look to see where he's going and he is pacing slowly toward the backyard head down a tiger on the prowl i figure i'll sit in the sun and finish my science fiction magazine before i go after him when i do he's not in sight and the janitor tells me he jumped up on the wall and probably down into one of the other yards i look around a while and call but he's not in sight and i go up to lunch a long toward evening cat scratches at the door and comes in as if he'd done it all his life this gets to be a routine sometimes he doesn't even come home at night and he's sitting on the doormat when i get the milk in the morning looking offended is it my fault you stayed out all night i ask him he sticks his tail straight up and marches down the hall to the kitchen where he waits for me to open the milk and dish out the cat food then he goes to bed one morning he's not there when i open the door and he still hasn't showed up when i get back from school i get worried and go down to talk to butch wow says butch sometimes that cat sit and talk to me a little but most times he go on over to 21st street where he sit and talk to his lady friend turned cold last night a lot of buildings put on heat and closed up their basements maybe he got locked in somewheres which buildings his friend live in i ask 46. the big one his friends a little black and white cat sort of belongs to the night man over there he feeds her i go around to 21st street and case 46 which is a pretty fair looking building with a striped awning and a doorman who saunters out front and looks around every few minutes while i'm watching a grocery boy comes along pushing his cart and goes down some stairs into the basement with his carton of groceries this gives me an...