Carmen by Prosper Mérimée 1:3 Novella Free Audiobook Downloads Tale Teller Club

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section 3 of carmen this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org carmen by prosper murimi translated by murray lloyd chapter one part three i had thought i was so tired that i should be able to sleep even in such a lodging but within an hour a most unpleasant itching sensation roused me from my first nap as soon as i realized his nature i rose to my feet feeling convinced i should do far better to spend the rest of the night in the open air than beneath that inhospitable roof walking tiptoe i reached the door stepped over don jose who was sleeping the sleep of the just and managed so well that i got outside the building without waking him just beside the door there was a wide wooden bench i laid down upon it and settled myself as best i could for the remainder of the night i was just closing my eyes for a second time when i fancied i saw the shadow of a man and then the shadow of a horse moving absolutely noiselessly one behind the other i sat upright and then i thought i recognized antonio surprised to see him outside the stable at such an hour i got up and went toward him he had seen me first and had stopped to wait for me where is he antonio inquired in a low voice in the venta he's asleep the bugs don't trouble him but what are you going to do with that horse i then noticed that to stifle all noise as he moved out of the shed antonio had carefully muffled the horse's feet in the rags of an old blanket speak lower for god's sake said antonio you don't know who that man is he's jose navarro the most noted bandit in andalusia i've been making signs to you all day long and you don't understand what do i care whether he's a brigand or not i replied he hasn't robbed us and i'll wager he doesn't want to that may be but there are 200 ducats on his head some lancers are stationed in a place i know a league and a half from here and before daybreak i'll bring a few brawny fellows back with me i'd have taken his horse away but the roots so savage that nobody but navarro can go near it devil take you i cried what harm has the poor fellow done you that you should want to inform against him and besides are you certain he has the brigand you take him for perfectly certain he came after me into the stable just now and said you seem to know me if you tell that good gentleman who i am i'll blow your brains out you stay here sir keep close to him you've nothing to fear as long as he knows you are there he won't suspect anything as we talked we had to move so far from the venta that the noise of the horse's hooves could not be heard there in a twinkling antonio snatched off the rags he had wrapped around the creature's feet and was just about to climb on its back in vain did i attempt with prayers and threats to restrain him i'm only a poor man senior quoth he i can't afford to lose 200 ducats especially when i shall earn them by ridding the country of such vermin but mind what you're about if navarro wakes up he'll snatch at his blunderbuss and then look out for yourself i've gone too far now to turn back do the best you can for yourself the villain was in his saddle already he spurred his horse smartly and i soon lost sight of them both in the darkness i was very angry with my guide and terribly alarmed as well after a moment's reflection i made up my mind and went back to the venta don jose was still sound asleep making up no doubt for the fatigue and sleeplessness of several days of adventure i had to shake him roughly before i could wake him up never shall i forget his fierce look and the...

Carmen by Prosper Mérimée 1:3 Novella Free Audiobook Downloads Tale Teller Club

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section 3 of carmen this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org carmen by prosper murimi translated by murray lloyd chapter one part three i had thought i was so tired that i should be able to sleep even in such a lodging but within an hour a most unpleasant itching sensation roused me from my first nap as soon as i realized his nature i rose to my feet feeling convinced i should do far better to spend the rest of the night in the open air than beneath that inhospitable roof walking tiptoe i reached the door stepped over don jose who was sleeping the sleep of the just and managed so well that i got outside the building without waking him just beside the door there was a wide wooden bench i laid down upon it and settled myself as best i could for the remainder of the night i was just closing my eyes for a second time when i fancied i saw the shadow of a man and then the shadow of a horse moving absolutely noiselessly one behind the other i sat upright and then i thought i recognized antonio surprised to see him outside the stable at such an hour i got up and went toward him he had seen me first and had stopped to wait for me where is he antonio inquired in a low voice in the venta he's asleep the bugs don't trouble him but what are you going to do with that horse i then noticed that to stifle all noise as he moved out of the shed antonio had carefully muffled the horse's feet in the rags of an old blanket speak lower for god's sake said antonio you don't know who that man is he's jose navarro the most noted bandit in andalusia i've been making signs to you all day long and you don't understand what do i care whether he's a brigand or not i replied he hasn't robbed us and i'll wager he doesn't want to that may be but there are 200 ducats on his head some lancers are stationed in a place i know a league and a half from here and before daybreak i'll bring a few brawny fellows back with me i'd have taken his horse away but the roots so savage that nobody but navarro can go near it devil take you i cried what harm has the poor fellow done you that you should want to inform against him and besides are you certain he has the brigand you take him for perfectly certain he came after me into the stable just now and said you seem to know me if you tell that good gentleman who i am i'll blow your brains out you stay here sir keep close to him you've nothing to fear as long as he knows you are there he won't suspect anything as we talked we had to move so far from the venta that the noise of the horse's hooves could not be heard there in a twinkling antonio snatched off the rags he had wrapped around the creature's feet and was just about to climb on its back in vain did i attempt with prayers and threats to restrain him i'm only a poor man senior quoth he i can't afford to lose 200 ducats especially when i shall earn them by ridding the country of such vermin but mind what you're about if navarro wakes up he'll snatch at his blunderbuss and then look out for yourself i've gone too far now to turn back do the best you can for yourself the villain was in his saddle already he spurred his horse smartly and i soon lost sight of them both in the darkness i was very angry with my guide and terribly alarmed as well after a moment's reflection i made up my mind and went back to the venta don jose was still sound asleep making up no doubt for the fatigue and sleeplessness of several days of adventure i had to shake him roughly before i could wake him up never shall i forget his fierce look and the...

The Sea Fairies by L. Frank Baum (5) Free Audiobooks Tale Teller Children Traditional Collection

The Sea Fairies by L. Frank Baum (5) Free Audiobooks Tale Teller Children Traditional Collection

The Sea Fairies by L. Frank Baum (4) Free Audiobooks Tale Teller Children Traditional Collection.

this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the seafairies by l frank baum chapter 4 the palace of queen aquarine trot was surprised to find it was not at all dark or gloomy as they descended farther into the deep sea things were not so clear to her eyes as they had been in the bright sunshine above the ocean's surface but every object was distinct nevertheless as if she saw it through a pane of green tinted glass the water was very clear except for this green shading and the little girl had never before felt so light and buoyant as she did now it was no effort at all to dart through the water which seemed to support her on all sides i don't believe i weigh anything at all she told captain bill no more do i trot said he but that's natural seeing as we're underwater so far what bothers me most is how we manage to breathe having no gills like fishes have are you sure we haven't any gills she asked lifting her free hand to feel her throat sure near the mermaids haven't any either declared captain bill then said trot we're breathing by magic the mermaids laughed at the shrewd remark and the princess said you have guessed correctly my dear go a little slower now for the palaces are in sight where asked trot eagerly just before you in that grove of trees inquired the girl and really it seemed to her they were approaching a beautiful grove the bottom of the sea was covered with white sand in which grew many varieties of sea shrubs with branches like those of trees not all of them were green however for the branches and leaves were of a variety of gorgeous colors some were purple shading down to light lavender and there were reds all the way from a delicate rose pink to vivid shades of scarlet orange yellow and blue shades were there too mingling with the sea greens in a most charming manner altogether trot found the brilliant coloring somewhat bewildering these sea shrubs which in size were quite as big and tall as the trees on earth were set so close together that their branches entwined but there were several avenues leading into the groves and at the entrance to each avenue the girl noticed several large fishes with long spikes growing upon their noses these are swordfishes remarked the princess as she led the band past one of the avenues are they dangerous astront not to us was the reply the swordfishes are among our most valued and faithful servants guarding the entrances to the gardens which surround our palaces if any creatures try to enter uninvited these guards fight them and drive them away their swords are sharp and strong and they are fierce fighters i assure you i've known him to attack ships and stick their swords right through the wood said captain bill those belong to the wandering tribes of swordfishes explain the princess these who are our servants are too sensible and intelligent to attack ships the band now headed into a broad passage through the gardens as the mermaids called these gorgeous groves and the great swordfishes guarding the entrance made way for them to pass afterward resuming their posts with round and watchful eyes as they slowly swam along the avenue trot noticed that some of the bushes seemed to have fruits growing upon them but what these fruits might be neither she nor cat and bill could guess the whey wound here and there for some distance till finally they came to a more open space all carpeted with sea flowers of exquisite colorings although trot did not know it these flowers resembled the rare orchids of earth in their fanciful shapes and marvelous hues the child did not examine them very closely for across the carpet of flowers loomed the magnificent and extensive palaces of the mermaids these palaces were built of coral white pink and yellow being used and the colors arranged in...

The Sea Fairies by L. Frank Baum (4) Free Audiobooks Tale Teller Children Traditional Collection.

this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the seafairies by l frank baum chapter 4 the palace of queen aquarine trot was surprised to find it was not at all dark or gloomy as they descended farther into the deep sea things were not so clear to her eyes as they had been in the bright sunshine above the ocean's surface but every object was distinct nevertheless as if she saw it through a pane of green tinted glass the water was very clear except for this green shading and the little girl had never before felt so light and buoyant as she did now it was no effort at all to dart through the water which seemed to support her on all sides i don't believe i weigh anything at all she told captain bill no more do i trot said he but that's natural seeing as we're underwater so far what bothers me most is how we manage to breathe having no gills like fishes have are you sure we haven't any gills she asked lifting her free hand to feel her throat sure near the mermaids haven't any either declared captain bill then said trot we're breathing by magic the mermaids laughed at the shrewd remark and the princess said you have guessed correctly my dear go a little slower now for the palaces are in sight where asked trot eagerly just before you in that grove of trees inquired the girl and really it seemed to her they were approaching a beautiful grove the bottom of the sea was covered with white sand in which grew many varieties of sea shrubs with branches like those of trees not all of them were green however for the branches and leaves were of a variety of gorgeous colors some were purple shading down to light lavender and there were reds all the way from a delicate rose pink to vivid shades of scarlet orange yellow and blue shades were there too mingling with the sea greens in a most charming manner altogether trot found the brilliant coloring somewhat bewildering these sea shrubs which in size were quite as big and tall as the trees on earth were set so close together that their branches entwined but there were several avenues leading into the groves and at the entrance to each avenue the girl noticed several large fishes with long spikes growing upon their noses these are swordfishes remarked the princess as she led the band past one of the avenues are they dangerous astront not to us was the reply the swordfishes are among our most valued and faithful servants guarding the entrances to the gardens which surround our palaces if any creatures try to enter uninvited these guards fight them and drive them away their swords are sharp and strong and they are fierce fighters i assure you i've known him to attack ships and stick their swords right through the wood said captain bill those belong to the wandering tribes of swordfishes explain the princess these who are our servants are too sensible and intelligent to attack ships the band now headed into a broad passage through the gardens as the mermaids called these gorgeous groves and the great swordfishes guarding the entrance made way for them to pass afterward resuming their posts with round and watchful eyes as they slowly swam along the avenue trot noticed that some of the bushes seemed to have fruits growing upon them but what these fruits might be neither she nor cat and bill could guess the whey wound here and there for some distance till finally they came to a more open space all carpeted with sea flowers of exquisite colorings although trot did not know it these flowers resembled the rare orchids of earth in their fanciful shapes and marvelous hues the child did not examine them very closely for across the carpet of flowers loomed the magnificent and extensive palaces of the mermaids these palaces were built of coral white pink and yellow being used and the colors arranged in...

The Open Road Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame free Audiobooks for Kids.

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 the wind in the willows by kenneth graham this is chapter two the open road ready said the mole suddenly one bright summer morning if you please i want to ask you a favor the rat was sitting on the riverbank singing a little song he had just composed it himself so he was very taken up with it and would not pay proper attention to mole or to anything else since early morning he had been swimming in the river in company with his friends the ducks and when the ducks stood on their heads suddenly as ducks will he would dive down and tickle their necks just under where their chins would be if ducks had chins till they were forced to come to the surface again in a hurry spluttering and angry and shaking their feathers at him for it is impossible to say quite all you feel when your head is under water at last they implored him to go away and attend to his own affairs and leave them to mind theirs so the rat went away and sat on the riverbank in the sun and made up a song about them which he called ducks diddy all along the backwater through the rush is tall ducks are dabbling uptails all ducks tails drake's tails yellow feet a quiver yellow bills all out of sight busy in the river slushy green undergrowth where the roach swim here we keep our larder cool and full and dim everyone for what he likes we like to be heads down tails up dabbling free high in the blue above swift swirl and call we are down a dabbling up tails all i don't know that i think so very much of that little song rat observed them all cautiously he was no poet himself and didn't care who knew it and he had a candid nature nor don't the ducks neither replied the rat cheerfully they say why can't fellows be allowed to do what they like when they like and as they like instead of other fellows sitting on banks and watching them all the time and banking remarks and poetry and things about them what nonsense it all is well that's what the ducks say so it is so it is said the mole with great hardiness no it isn't cried the rat indignantly well then it isn't it isn't replied them all soothingly but what i wanted to ask you was won't you take me to call on mr toad i've heard so much about him and i do so want to make his acquaintance why certainly said the good natured rat jumping to his feet and dismissing poetry from his mind for the day get the boat out and we'll paddle up there at once it's never the wrong time to call on toad earlier light he's always the same fellow always good tempered always glad to see you always sorry when you go he must be a very nice animal observe the mole as he got into the boat and took the skulls while the rats settled himself comfortably in the stern he is indeed the best of animals replied rat so simple so good-natured and so affectionate perhaps he's not very clever we can't all be geniuses and it may be that he is both boastful and conceited but he has got some great qualities has tony rounding abandoned in the river they came inside of a handsome dignified old house of mellowed red brick with well-kept lawns reaching down to the water's edge there's toad hall said the rat and that creek on the left where the notice board says private no landing allowed leads to his boathouse that's where we'll leave the boat the stables are over there to the right that's the banqueting all you're looking at now very old that is toad is rather rich you know and this is really one of the nicest houses in these parts though we never admit as much to toad they glided up the creek and the mole slipped his skulls as they passed into the shadow of large boathouse here they saw many handsome boats slung from the cross beams or hauled up on a slip but none in the water...

The Open Road Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame free Audiobooks for Kids.

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 the wind in the willows by kenneth graham this is chapter two the open road ready said the mole suddenly one bright summer morning if you please i want to ask you a favor the rat was sitting on the riverbank singing a little song he had just composed it himself so he was very taken up with it and would not pay proper attention to mole or to anything else since early morning he had been swimming in the river in company with his friends the ducks and when the ducks stood on their heads suddenly as ducks will he would dive down and tickle their necks just under where their chins would be if ducks had chins till they were forced to come to the surface again in a hurry spluttering and angry and shaking their feathers at him for it is impossible to say quite all you feel when your head is under water at last they implored him to go away and attend to his own affairs and leave them to mind theirs so the rat went away and sat on the riverbank in the sun and made up a song about them which he called ducks diddy all along the backwater through the rush is tall ducks are dabbling uptails all ducks tails drake's tails yellow feet a quiver yellow bills all out of sight busy in the river slushy green undergrowth where the roach swim here we keep our larder cool and full and dim everyone for what he likes we like to be heads down tails up dabbling free high in the blue above swift swirl and call we are down a dabbling up tails all i don't know that i think so very much of that little song rat observed them all cautiously he was no poet himself and didn't care who knew it and he had a candid nature nor don't the ducks neither replied the rat cheerfully they say why can't fellows be allowed to do what they like when they like and as they like instead of other fellows sitting on banks and watching them all the time and banking remarks and poetry and things about them what nonsense it all is well that's what the ducks say so it is so it is said the mole with great hardiness no it isn't cried the rat indignantly well then it isn't it isn't replied them all soothingly but what i wanted to ask you was won't you take me to call on mr toad i've heard so much about him and i do so want to make his acquaintance why certainly said the good natured rat jumping to his feet and dismissing poetry from his mind for the day get the boat out and we'll paddle up there at once it's never the wrong time to call on toad earlier light he's always the same fellow always good tempered always glad to see you always sorry when you go he must be a very nice animal observe the mole as he got into the boat and took the skulls while the rats settled himself comfortably in the stern he is indeed the best of animals replied rat so simple so good-natured and so affectionate perhaps he's not very clever we can't all be geniuses and it may be that he is both boastful and conceited but he has got some great qualities has tony rounding abandoned in the river they came inside of a handsome dignified old house of mellowed red brick with well-kept lawns reaching down to the water's edge there's toad hall said the rat and that creek on the left where the notice board says private no landing allowed leads to his boathouse that's where we'll leave the boat the stables are over there to the right that's the banqueting all you're looking at now very old that is toad is rather rich you know and this is really one of the nicest houses in these parts though we never admit as much to toad they glided up the creek and the mole slipped his skulls as they passed into the shadow of large boathouse here they saw many handsome boats slung from the cross beams or hauled up on a slip but none in the water...

The Wind in the Willows
by Kenneth Grahame

Publication date 2006-03-29
Usage Public DomainCreative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobook, literature, children
Librivox recording of The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame. Read by Mark F. Smith This much-loved story follows a group of animal friends in the English countryside as they pursue adventure ... and as adventure pursues them! The chief characters - Mole, Rat, and Toad - generally lead upbeat and happy lives, but their tales are leavened with moments of terror, homesickness, awe, madcap antics, and derring-do.

Although classed as children's literature, The Wind in the Willows holds a gentle fascination for adults too. The vocabulary is decidedly not "Dick and Jane", and a reader with a love of words will find new ones to treasure, even if well-equipped for the journey. Parents will appreciate the themes of loyalty, manners, self-restraint, and comradeship which are evident throughout the book. When the characters err, they are prompt to acknowlege it, and so a reading of this book can model good behavior to children, who will otherwise be enchanted with the many ways in which the lives of these bucolic characters differ from modern life.

This book was so successful that it enabled the author to retire from banking and take up a country life somewhat like that of his creations. It has been adapted for screen, stage, and even a ride at the original Disneyland.

this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org

this reading is by mark smith of simpsonville south carolina the book is the wind in the willows by kenneth graham

chapter one the riverbank

the mole had been working very hard all the morning spring cleaning his little home first with brooms then with dusters then on ladders and steps and chairs with a brush and a pail of white wash till he had dust in his throat and eyes and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur and an aching back and weary arms spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing it was small wonder then that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor said baller and old blow and also hang spring cleaning and he bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat something up above was calling him imperiously and he made for the steep little tunnel which answered in his case to the graveled carriage drive owned by animals whose resonances are nearer to the sun and air so he scraped and scratched and scrabbled and scrooged and then he scrooged again and scrabbled and scratched and scraped working busily with his little paws and muttering to himself up we go till at last pop his snout came out into the sunlight and he found himself rolling in the warm grass of a great meadow this is fine he said to himself this is better than whitewashing the sunshine struck hot on his fur soft breezes caressed his heated brow and after the seclusion of the celeridge he had lived in so long the carol of happy birds fell on his dulled hearing almost like a shout jumping off all his four legs at once in the joy of living and the delight of spring without its cleaning he pursued his way across the meadow till he reached the hedge on the farther side hold up said an elderly rabbit at the gap shakes pants for the privilege of passing by the private road he was bowled over in an instant by the impatient and contemptuous mole who trotted along the side of the hedge chaffing the other rabbits as they peeped hurriedly from their holes to see what the row was about onion sauce onion sauce he remarked jeeringly and was gone before they could think of a thoroughly satisfactory reply then they all started grumbling at each other how...

The Wind in the Willows
by Kenneth Grahame

Publication date 2006-03-29
Usage Public DomainCreative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobook, literature, children
Librivox recording of The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame. Read by Mark F. Smith This much-loved story follows a group of animal friends in the English countryside as they pursue adventure ... and as adventure pursues them! The chief characters - Mole, Rat, and Toad - generally lead upbeat and happy lives, but their tales are leavened with moments of terror, homesickness, awe, madcap antics, and derring-do.

Although classed as children's literature, The Wind in the Willows holds a gentle fascination for adults too. The vocabulary is decidedly not "Dick and Jane", and a reader with a love of words will find new ones to treasure, even if well-equipped for the journey. Parents will appreciate the themes of loyalty, manners, self-restraint, and comradeship which are evident throughout the book. When the characters err, they are prompt to acknowlege it, and so a reading of this book can model good behavior to children, who will otherwise be enchanted with the many ways in which the lives of these bucolic characters differ from modern life.

This book was so successful that it enabled the author to retire from banking and take up a country life somewhat like that of his creations. It has been adapted for screen, stage, and even a ride at the original Disneyland.

this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org

this reading is by mark smith of simpsonville south carolina the book is the wind in the willows by kenneth graham

chapter one the riverbank

the mole had been working very hard all the morning spring cleaning his little home first with brooms then with dusters then on ladders and steps and chairs with a brush and a pail of white wash till he had dust in his throat and eyes and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur and an aching back and weary arms spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing it was small wonder then that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor said baller and old blow and also hang spring cleaning and he bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat something up above was calling him imperiously and he made for the steep little tunnel which answered in his case to the graveled carriage drive owned by animals whose resonances are nearer to the sun and air so he scraped and scratched and scrabbled and scrooged and then he scrooged again and scrabbled and scratched and scraped working busily with his little paws and muttering to himself up we go till at last pop his snout came out into the sunlight and he found himself rolling in the warm grass of a great meadow this is fine he said to himself this is better than whitewashing the sunshine struck hot on his fur soft breezes caressed his heated brow and after the seclusion of the celeridge he had lived in so long the carol of happy birds fell on his dulled hearing almost like a shout jumping off all his four legs at once in the joy of living and the delight of spring without its cleaning he pursued his way across the meadow till he reached the hedge on the farther side hold up said an elderly rabbit at the gap shakes pants for the privilege of passing by the private road he was bowled over in an instant by the impatient and contemptuous mole who trotted along the side of the hedge chaffing the other rabbits as they peeped hurriedly from their holes to see what the row was about onion sauce onion sauce he remarked jeeringly and was gone before they could think of a thoroughly satisfactory reply then they all started grumbling at each other how...