Lullaby by the Sea Selected Lullabies by Eugene Field Free Kids Audiobooks Free Library.

lullaby by the sea by eugene field redforlibrivox.org by becky crackle november 16 2006 canal winchester ohio fair is the castle up on the hill hushaby sweet my own the night is fair and the waves are still and the wind is singing to you and to me in this lowly home beside the sea hushaby my own on yonder hill is store of wealth hush-a-bye sweet my own and revelers drink to a little one's health but you and i bide night and day for the other love that has sailed away hush-a-bye sweet my own

see not dear eyes the forms that creep ghosts like oh my own out of the mist of the murmuring deep oh see them not and make no cry till the angels of death have passed us by hushaby sweet my own

ah little day wreck of you and me hushaby sweet my own and our lonely home beside the sea they seek the castle up on the hill and there they will do their ghostly will hush upi o my own here by the sea a mother croons hushaby sweet my own in yonder castle a mother swoons while the angels go down to the misty deep bearing a little one fast asleep hashebai sweet my own

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Lullaby by the Sea Selected Lullabies by Eugene Field Free Kids Audiobooks Free Library.

lullaby by the sea by eugene field redforlibrivox.org by becky crackle november 16 2006 canal winchester ohio fair is the castle up on the hill hushaby sweet my own the night is fair and the waves are still and the wind is singing to you and to me in this lowly home beside the sea hushaby my own on yonder hill is store of wealth hush-a-bye sweet my own and revelers drink to a little one's health but you and i bide night and day for the other love that has sailed away hush-a-bye sweet my own

see not dear eyes the forms that creep ghosts like oh my own out of the mist of the murmuring deep oh see them not and make no cry till the angels of death have passed us by hushaby sweet my own

ah little day wreck of you and me hushaby sweet my own and our lonely home beside the sea they seek the castle up on the hill and there they will do their ghostly will hush upi o my own here by the sea a mother croons hushaby sweet my own in yonder castle a mother swoons while the angels go down to the misty deep bearing a little one fast asleep hashebai sweet my own

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The Underground Home The Story of Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie Free Audiobook Downloads.
chapter 4 of the story of peter pan by j.m barry this libra box recording is in the public domain chapter 4 the underground home the days passed merrily in the underground home where wendy was the sweetest little mother and peter the bravest father you could ever have found anywhere the cave was large and roomy and the rocks out of which it was hollowed were of a deep brown color there was a fine large fireplace and overhead near the ceiling were hung baskets and fishing tackle and all sorts of things likely to be useful to cave dwellers wendy had not been long there before she had improved the home and made it as comfortable as her own nursery it is wonderful what clever girls can do even with the poorest materials there was now a huge bed for all the boys and a basket for michael because he was the littlest and because a cradle is such a homely thing to have about the house and in a corner of the room hidden behind a tiny crimson curtain there was a wee little room for tinkerbell daintily furnished to suit the tastes of a girl fairy there were stools made of mushrooms for the boys and two comfortable chairs made of pumpkins where peter and wendy could sit in state as was fitting the father and mother of the little family one saturday night wendy and the boys were all downstairs together waiting for peter to come back from a hunting expedition outside the faithful tiger lily and her red indian band were keeping guard against the pirates presently the crackling of branches indicated peter's approach through the underwood tiger lily sprang up to meet him and the lost boys ran to the tree trunk stairways to welcome him on his return he was the best of fathers and never forgot to be a little boy for he had filled his pockets with fruit for the boys who had been good and he let them rummage through and through his coat like rats in a corn sack then he turned towards wendy who was very busy mending the children's socks by the far side she looked very charming in her pretty brown frock the color of autumn leaves with scarlet berries in her hair and she made peter very happy as they exchanged thimbles and talked over the boys and their doings as if they had really been their father and mother when the children clamored for a dance peter even said that he was too old for such a game and that his old bones would simply rattle and wendy also thought that the mother of such an armful could not go skipping about with her children so peter sang sally in our alley which song wendy thought no one else in all the world could sing so sweetly as the darling of her heart while the others danced pillow dances and bolster dances and turned somersaults on the beds and did all the other jolly and lively things that everyone wants to do just about bedtime when one ought to be thinking of going to sleep at last they quietened down for wendy to tell them just one more story before they were tucked in for the night they clustered eagerly round interrupting every sentence as children always do even the best of them while wendy told her story and the story somehow seemed familiar to john and michael and peter for it was the tale of mr and mrs darling poor dears who had lost their children one winter night and how sad they were about it how lonely they felt and how the nursery window would always be kept open ready for the children if ever they should come flying home again when she had finished peter stood up sadly no wendy he said i thought so once but you cannot be sure that the window will be kept open when i went back to my mother the window was barred and there was another little boy sleeping in my cradle at that thought wendy started up with a look of horror in her face perhaps by this time mother may be in half mourning she exclaimed and john and michael felt they dared not stay another moment in the never never neverland what would they do if they were...

The Underground Home The Story of Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie Free Audiobook Downloads.
chapter 4 of the story of peter pan by j.m barry this libra box recording is in the public domain chapter 4 the underground home the days passed merrily in the underground home where wendy was the sweetest little mother and peter the bravest father you could ever have found anywhere the cave was large and roomy and the rocks out of which it was hollowed were of a deep brown color there was a fine large fireplace and overhead near the ceiling were hung baskets and fishing tackle and all sorts of things likely to be useful to cave dwellers wendy had not been long there before she had improved the home and made it as comfortable as her own nursery it is wonderful what clever girls can do even with the poorest materials there was now a huge bed for all the boys and a basket for michael because he was the littlest and because a cradle is such a homely thing to have about the house and in a corner of the room hidden behind a tiny crimson curtain there was a wee little room for tinkerbell daintily furnished to suit the tastes of a girl fairy there were stools made of mushrooms for the boys and two comfortable chairs made of pumpkins where peter and wendy could sit in state as was fitting the father and mother of the little family one saturday night wendy and the boys were all downstairs together waiting for peter to come back from a hunting expedition outside the faithful tiger lily and her red indian band were keeping guard against the pirates presently the crackling of branches indicated peter's approach through the underwood tiger lily sprang up to meet him and the lost boys ran to the tree trunk stairways to welcome him on his return he was the best of fathers and never forgot to be a little boy for he had filled his pockets with fruit for the boys who had been good and he let them rummage through and through his coat like rats in a corn sack then he turned towards wendy who was very busy mending the children's socks by the far side she looked very charming in her pretty brown frock the color of autumn leaves with scarlet berries in her hair and she made peter very happy as they exchanged thimbles and talked over the boys and their doings as if they had really been their father and mother when the children clamored for a dance peter even said that he was too old for such a game and that his old bones would simply rattle and wendy also thought that the mother of such an armful could not go skipping about with her children so peter sang sally in our alley which song wendy thought no one else in all the world could sing so sweetly as the darling of her heart while the others danced pillow dances and bolster dances and turned somersaults on the beds and did all the other jolly and lively things that everyone wants to do just about bedtime when one ought to be thinking of going to sleep at last they quietened down for wendy to tell them just one more story before they were tucked in for the night they clustered eagerly round interrupting every sentence as children always do even the best of them while wendy told her story and the story somehow seemed familiar to john and michael and peter for it was the tale of mr and mrs darling poor dears who had lost their children one winter night and how sad they were about it how lonely they felt and how the nursery window would always be kept open ready for the children if ever they should come flying home again when she had finished peter stood up sadly no wendy he said i thought so once but you cannot be sure that the window will be kept open when i went back to my mother the window was barred and there was another little boy sleeping in my cradle at that thought wendy started up with a look of horror in her face perhaps by this time mother may be in half mourning she exclaimed and john and michael felt they dared not stay another moment in the never never neverland what would they do if they were...

The Mermaid's Lagoon The Story of Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie Free Audiobook Downloads.

chapter 3 of the story of peter pan by j.m berry this librivox recording is in the public domain chapter 3 the mermaid's lagoon one fine summer evening peter with wendy and their little family went down to the lagoon where the mermaids lived the never never neverland as you see is full of the most strange and interesting creatures some of them dreadful like the pirates wolves and crocodiles and others like the fairies and the mermaids all together beautiful and charming wendy and her brothers who had never seen a real mermaid with a tail were very much excited and as luck would have it just as they arrived at the lagoon one of them seated on a rock was combing her long tresses on which the sunlight gleamed until they shone like a mixture of gold and bronze for they had a beautiful greenish tinge as she combed her hair she sang such a wonderful melody that the boys longed to catch her they instantly dashed into the water but with a piercing cry of mortals the mermaid dived out of their reach into the lowest depths but look here is another little mermaid surely we can catch her said john napoleon darling and he very nearly did mermaids however are hard to catch and when caught they are still harder to hold john succeeded in getting the little sprite in his hands but wriggling like an eel she slipped out of his grasp breathless with excitement the whole band of children clambered onto the rocks when all at once a cry went up the pirates sure enough a boat was approaching and in it were seated the two pirate lieutenants smee and starkey the boys were already swimming to the shore as fast as they could when to his horror peter recognized tiger lily sitting in the stern tightly bound with ropes in a flash he guessed what was their intention the wretches meant to leave her all bound as she was upon the rock until the tide came up and drowned her determined to save her peter thought of a clever trick imitating the wicked captain's voice he called out cut her bones and let her go the effect was marvelous the astonished buccaneers fearing to disobey their captain instantly released tiger lily who leapt into the water and swam towards the boys the pirates had turned and were rowing back when they saw hook swimming towards them and learned from him how they had been duped horribly enraged he chased them out of the boat leaving them to swim back to the ship as best they might while he himself set about recapturing tiger lily but the pirates once safely out of the way peter and his friends went back to the rock to attack the captain who was now single-handed a fierce fight ensued hook using his iron prong to some purpose on poor peter while the boys seizing hook's boat rode off with tiger lily in it at last finding himself out done the captain gave up the fight and in all haste swam back to his ship peter left alone on the rock with wendy found her so exhausted that she could neither swim nor fly any farther with difficulty he managed to help her to a firm footing but the tide was rising and they were both in great danger as he watched the water silently creeping nearer peter almost despaired but all at once a large kite came flying slowly over the lagoon in a second peter had seized its tail and binding it tightly around wendy he sent her sailing away in safety bravely calling goodbye wendy until she was out of sight then indeed as the tide rose steadily peter was in great peril the water reached his feet and he was beginning to think it would be a tremendous adventure to die when who she comes sailing by but a great seabird on its nest which had been blown off the cliffs by the rising storm hurrah cried peter there's a lovely boat for me and chasing the bird off in he stepped curled himself round and spreading out his coat to the wind sail swiftly and merrily after windy end of chapter 3.

The Mermaid's Lagoon The Story of Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie Free Audiobook Downloads.

chapter 3 of the story of peter pan by j.m berry this librivox recording is in the public domain chapter 3 the mermaid's lagoon one fine summer evening peter with wendy and their little family went down to the lagoon where the mermaids lived the never never neverland as you see is full of the most strange and interesting creatures some of them dreadful like the pirates wolves and crocodiles and others like the fairies and the mermaids all together beautiful and charming wendy and her brothers who had never seen a real mermaid with a tail were very much excited and as luck would have it just as they arrived at the lagoon one of them seated on a rock was combing her long tresses on which the sunlight gleamed until they shone like a mixture of gold and bronze for they had a beautiful greenish tinge as she combed her hair she sang such a wonderful melody that the boys longed to catch her they instantly dashed into the water but with a piercing cry of mortals the mermaid dived out of their reach into the lowest depths but look here is another little mermaid surely we can catch her said john napoleon darling and he very nearly did mermaids however are hard to catch and when caught they are still harder to hold john succeeded in getting the little sprite in his hands but wriggling like an eel she slipped out of his grasp breathless with excitement the whole band of children clambered onto the rocks when all at once a cry went up the pirates sure enough a boat was approaching and in it were seated the two pirate lieutenants smee and starkey the boys were already swimming to the shore as fast as they could when to his horror peter recognized tiger lily sitting in the stern tightly bound with ropes in a flash he guessed what was their intention the wretches meant to leave her all bound as she was upon the rock until the tide came up and drowned her determined to save her peter thought of a clever trick imitating the wicked captain's voice he called out cut her bones and let her go the effect was marvelous the astonished buccaneers fearing to disobey their captain instantly released tiger lily who leapt into the water and swam towards the boys the pirates had turned and were rowing back when they saw hook swimming towards them and learned from him how they had been duped horribly enraged he chased them out of the boat leaving them to swim back to the ship as best they might while he himself set about recapturing tiger lily but the pirates once safely out of the way peter and his friends went back to the rock to attack the captain who was now single-handed a fierce fight ensued hook using his iron prong to some purpose on poor peter while the boys seizing hook's boat rode off with tiger lily in it at last finding himself out done the captain gave up the fight and in all haste swam back to his ship peter left alone on the rock with wendy found her so exhausted that she could neither swim nor fly any farther with difficulty he managed to help her to a firm footing but the tide was rising and they were both in great danger as he watched the water silently creeping nearer peter almost despaired but all at once a large kite came flying slowly over the lagoon in a second peter had seized its tail and binding it tightly around wendy he sent her sailing away in safety bravely calling goodbye wendy until she was out of sight then indeed as the tide rose steadily peter was in great peril the water reached his feet and he was beginning to think it would be a tremendous adventure to die when who she comes sailing by but a great seabird on its nest which had been blown off the cliffs by the rising storm hurrah cried peter there's a lovely boat for me and chasing the bird off in he stepped curled himself round and spreading out his coat to the wind sail swiftly and merrily after windy end of chapter 3.

The Water-Babies by Charles Kingsley 2:1 Free Children's Library Audiobooks Traditional.

chapter 2 part 2 of the water babies by charles kingsley read for librivox.org by corey samuel

the kind old dame came back at 12 when school was over to look at tom but there was no tom there she looked about for his footprints but the ground was so hard that there was no slot as they say in dear old north devon and if you grow up to be a brave healthy man you may someday know what no slot means and though too i hope what a slot does mean a broad slot with blunt claws which makes man put out his cigar and set his teeth and tighten his girths when he sees it and what his rights mean if he has them brow bay tray and points and see something worth seeing between haddon wood and countersperry cliff with good mr palk collins to show you the way and mend your bones as fast as you smash them only when that jolly day comes please don't break your neck stockton admire you will never be i trust for you are a heathcropper bred and born so the old dame went in again quite sulky thinking that little tom had tricked her with a false story and shammed ill and then run away again but she altered her mind the next day for when sir john and the rest of them had run themselves out of breath and lost tom they went back again looking very foolish and they looked more foolish still when sir john heard more of the story from the nurse and more foolish still again when they heard the whole story from miss ellie the little lady in white all she had seen was a poor little black chimney sweep crying and sobbing and going to get up the chimney again of course she was very much frightened and no wonder but that was all the boy had taken nothing in the room by the mark of his little city feet they could see that he had never been off the hearth rug till the nurse caught hold of him it was all a mistake so sir john told grimes to go home and promised him five shillings if he would bring the boy quietly up to him without beating him that he might be sure of the truth for he took for granted and grimed too that tom had made his way home but no tom came back to mr grimes that evening and he went to the police office to tell them to look out for the boy but no tom was heard of as for his having gone over those great fells to vendale they no more dreamed of that than of his having gone to the moon so mr grimes came up to hearthover next day with a very sour face but when he got there sir john was over the hills and far away and mr grimes had to sit in the outer servants hall all day and drink strong ale to wash away his sorrows and they were washed away long before sir john came back for good sir john had slept very badly that night and he said to his lady my dear the boy must have got over into the grouse mores and lost himself and he lies very heavily on my conscience poor little lad but i know what i will do so at five the next morning up he got and into his bath and into his shooting jackets and gators and into the stable yard like a fine old english gentleman with a face as red as a rose and a hand as hard as a table and a back as broad as a bullock's and bathe and bring his shooting pony and the keeper to come on his pony and the huntsman and the first whip and the second whip and the underkeeper with a bloodhound in a leash a great dog as tall as a calf of the colour of a gravel walk with mahogany ears and nose and a throat like a church bell they took him up to the place where tom had gone into the wood and there the hound lifted up his mighty voice and told them all he knew then he took them to the place where tom had climbed the wall and they shoved it down and all got through and then the wise dog took them over the moor and over the fells step by step very slowly for the scent was a day old you know and very light from the heat and drought but that was why cunning old sir john started at five in the morning and at last he came to the top...

The Water-Babies by Charles Kingsley 2:1 Free Children's Library Audiobooks Traditional.

chapter 2 part 2 of the water babies by charles kingsley read for librivox.org by corey samuel

the kind old dame came back at 12 when school was over to look at tom but there was no tom there she looked about for his footprints but the ground was so hard that there was no slot as they say in dear old north devon and if you grow up to be a brave healthy man you may someday know what no slot means and though too i hope what a slot does mean a broad slot with blunt claws which makes man put out his cigar and set his teeth and tighten his girths when he sees it and what his rights mean if he has them brow bay tray and points and see something worth seeing between haddon wood and countersperry cliff with good mr palk collins to show you the way and mend your bones as fast as you smash them only when that jolly day comes please don't break your neck stockton admire you will never be i trust for you are a heathcropper bred and born so the old dame went in again quite sulky thinking that little tom had tricked her with a false story and shammed ill and then run away again but she altered her mind the next day for when sir john and the rest of them had run themselves out of breath and lost tom they went back again looking very foolish and they looked more foolish still when sir john heard more of the story from the nurse and more foolish still again when they heard the whole story from miss ellie the little lady in white all she had seen was a poor little black chimney sweep crying and sobbing and going to get up the chimney again of course she was very much frightened and no wonder but that was all the boy had taken nothing in the room by the mark of his little city feet they could see that he had never been off the hearth rug till the nurse caught hold of him it was all a mistake so sir john told grimes to go home and promised him five shillings if he would bring the boy quietly up to him without beating him that he might be sure of the truth for he took for granted and grimed too that tom had made his way home but no tom came back to mr grimes that evening and he went to the police office to tell them to look out for the boy but no tom was heard of as for his having gone over those great fells to vendale they no more dreamed of that than of his having gone to the moon so mr grimes came up to hearthover next day with a very sour face but when he got there sir john was over the hills and far away and mr grimes had to sit in the outer servants hall all day and drink strong ale to wash away his sorrows and they were washed away long before sir john came back for good sir john had slept very badly that night and he said to his lady my dear the boy must have got over into the grouse mores and lost himself and he lies very heavily on my conscience poor little lad but i know what i will do so at five the next morning up he got and into his bath and into his shooting jackets and gators and into the stable yard like a fine old english gentleman with a face as red as a rose and a hand as hard as a table and a back as broad as a bullock's and bathe and bring his shooting pony and the keeper to come on his pony and the huntsman and the first whip and the second whip and the underkeeper with a bloodhound in a leash a great dog as tall as a calf of the colour of a gravel walk with mahogany ears and nose and a throat like a church bell they took him up to the place where tom had gone into the wood and there the hound lifted up his mighty voice and told them all he knew then he took them to the place where tom had climbed the wall and they shoved it down and all got through and then the wise dog took them over the moor and over the fells step by step very slowly for the scent was a day old you know and very light from the heat and drought but that was why cunning old sir john started at five in the morning and at last he came to the top...

The Water-Babies by Charles Kingsley 2:1 Free Children's Library Audiobooks Traditional.

chapter 2 part 1 of the water babies 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 corey samuel the water babies by charles kingsley chapter 2 part 1

and is their care in heaven and is their love in heavenly spirits to these creatures base that may compassion of their evils move there is else much more wretched were the case of men than beasts but oh the exceeding grace of highest god that loves his creatures so and all his works with mercy doth embrace that blessed angels he sends to and fro to serve to wicked man to serve his wicked foe spencer

a mile off and a thousand feet down sotom found it though it seemed as if he could have chucked a pebble onto the back of the woman in the red petticoat who was weeding in the garden or even across the dale to the rocks beyond for the bottom of the valley was just one field broad and on the other side ran the stream and above it grey crag grey down gray stare grey more walled up to heaven a quiet silent rich happy place a narrow crack cut deep into the earth so deep and so out of the way that the bad boogies can hardly find it out the name of the place is vendale and if you want to see it for yourself you must go up into the high craven and search from bolland forest north by ingleborough to the nine standards and cross fell and if you have not found it you must turn south and search the lake mountains down the score fell and the sea and then if you have not found it you must go northward again by mary carlisle and search the cheviots all across from anon water to beric law and then whether you have found vendale or not you will have found such a country and such a people as ought to make you proud of being a british boy so tom went to go down and at first he went down 300 feet of steep heather mixed up with loose brown grindstone as rough as a file which was not pleasant to his poor little heels as he came bump stump jump down the steep and still he thought he could throw a stone into the garden then he went down 300 feet of limestone terraces one below the other as straight as if a carpenter had ruled them with his ruler and then cut them out with his chisel there was no heath there but first a little grass slope covered with the prettiest flowers rock rose and saxophoge and thyme and basil and all sorts of sweet herbs then bump down a two foot step of limestone then another bit of grass and flowers then bump down a one foot step then another bit of grass and flowers for 50 yards as steep as the house roof where he had to slide down on his dear little tail then another step of stone ten feet high and there he had to stop himself and crawl along the edge to find a crack for if he had rolled over he would have rolled right into the old woman's garden and frightened her out of her wits then when he had found a dark narrow crack full of green stalked fern such as hangs in the basket in a drawing room and had crawled down through it with knees and elbows as he would down a chimney there was another grass slope and another step and so on till oh dear me i wish it was all over and so did he and yet he thought he could throw a stone into the old woman's garden at last he came to a bank of beautiful shrubs white beam with its great silver-backed leaves and mountain ash and oak and below them cliff and crag cliff and crag with great beds of crown ferns and woodsedge while through the shrubs he could see the stream sparkling and hear it murmur on the white pebbles he did not know that it was 300 feet below you would have been giddy perhaps at looking down but tom was not he was a brave little chimney sweep and when he found himself on the top of a high cliff instead of sitting down and crying for his bubba though he never had had any bubba to cry for he said ah...

The Water-Babies by Charles Kingsley 2:1 Free Children's Library Audiobooks Traditional.

chapter 2 part 1 of the water babies 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 corey samuel the water babies by charles kingsley chapter 2 part 1

and is their care in heaven and is their love in heavenly spirits to these creatures base that may compassion of their evils move there is else much more wretched were the case of men than beasts but oh the exceeding grace of highest god that loves his creatures so and all his works with mercy doth embrace that blessed angels he sends to and fro to serve to wicked man to serve his wicked foe spencer

a mile off and a thousand feet down sotom found it though it seemed as if he could have chucked a pebble onto the back of the woman in the red petticoat who was weeding in the garden or even across the dale to the rocks beyond for the bottom of the valley was just one field broad and on the other side ran the stream and above it grey crag grey down gray stare grey more walled up to heaven a quiet silent rich happy place a narrow crack cut deep into the earth so deep and so out of the way that the bad boogies can hardly find it out the name of the place is vendale and if you want to see it for yourself you must go up into the high craven and search from bolland forest north by ingleborough to the nine standards and cross fell and if you have not found it you must turn south and search the lake mountains down the score fell and the sea and then if you have not found it you must go northward again by mary carlisle and search the cheviots all across from anon water to beric law and then whether you have found vendale or not you will have found such a country and such a people as ought to make you proud of being a british boy so tom went to go down and at first he went down 300 feet of steep heather mixed up with loose brown grindstone as rough as a file which was not pleasant to his poor little heels as he came bump stump jump down the steep and still he thought he could throw a stone into the garden then he went down 300 feet of limestone terraces one below the other as straight as if a carpenter had ruled them with his ruler and then cut them out with his chisel there was no heath there but first a little grass slope covered with the prettiest flowers rock rose and saxophoge and thyme and basil and all sorts of sweet herbs then bump down a two foot step of limestone then another bit of grass and flowers then bump down a one foot step then another bit of grass and flowers for 50 yards as steep as the house roof where he had to slide down on his dear little tail then another step of stone ten feet high and there he had to stop himself and crawl along the edge to find a crack for if he had rolled over he would have rolled right into the old woman's garden and frightened her out of her wits then when he had found a dark narrow crack full of green stalked fern such as hangs in the basket in a drawing room and had crawled down through it with knees and elbows as he would down a chimney there was another grass slope and another step and so on till oh dear me i wish it was all over and so did he and yet he thought he could throw a stone into the old woman's garden at last he came to a bank of beautiful shrubs white beam with its great silver-backed leaves and mountain ash and oak and below them cliff and crag cliff and crag with great beds of crown ferns and woodsedge while through the shrubs he could see the stream sparkling and hear it murmur on the white pebbles he did not know that it was 300 feet below you would have been giddy perhaps at looking down but tom was not he was a brave little chimney sweep and when he found himself on the top of a high cliff instead of sitting down and crying for his bubba though he never had had any bubba to cry for he said ah...