Join us at Toddle Poddle every day for a nursery rhyme and chat with Vapor Punk and the Tale Teller.
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hello everybody welcome to tell teller kids and our wonderful wonderful new christmas song now we're featuring vapour punk with this one and favorite punk is possibly an acquired taste but uh i initially had assumed that vapour punk would be popular with children but it turns out quite a few adults are turning into fans also of vapour punks so i'm quite pleased actually now this is a christmas song and only has a set time of interest i guess so that's why i'm putting it out there every day featuring it here at the tail teller kids show and live on the um on the various podcasts that we do remember we've got quite a few podcasts now and if you wouldn't if you pop in and we're not live on one show that's because i struggle to be in two places at once it means i'm somewhere else but there's always somewhere live here at the telltale club podcasting network so i hope you enjoy this feel free to share the gospel according to vaporpunk who absolutely adores christmas it turns out and i do hope you like it lots of love

talking about the world

the twins are feeling tired of love is not a dream it's here with us in this small room me

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jesus tears

i brought the angels with me i know my friends with i know my friends will be today

hey everybody it's vapor punk i'm one of the presenters at toddler poddle i'm not the only presenter there are four of us and we love each other we're all robots but we're really really good friends and we're filled with love for one another and we all play musical instruments so there's going to be a lot of singing and dancing at and a lot of nursery rhymes shall i sing one now shall i shall i

black sheep have you any wool yes sir yes sir three bags full one for the master and one for the dame and one for the little boy who lives down the lane i love nursery rhymes anyway cuddles and momo and the space flies and fan crush wallop who we call bang bang for short we're all really good friends and we present toddle puddle so every day you'll be able to catch up with what we're doing we'll tell you stuff and we'll talk about christmas and other exciting things that robots really like to do

i'm feeling tired i think it's time for some bedtime stories bye

A particular favorite for so many of us. An orphan comes to terms and developes in her new environment but there are many hitches on the way with this lovable central character.

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anne of green gables by l m montgomery chapter one mrs rachel lind is surprised

mrs rachel lind lived just where the avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow fringed with alders and ladies eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source a way back in the woods of the old cuthbert place it was reputed to be an intricate headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods with dark secrets of pool and cascade but by the time it reached lynn's hollow it was a quiet well-conducted little stream for not even a brook could run past mrs rachel lin's door without due regard for decency and decorum it probably was conscious that mrs rachel was sitting at her window keeping a sharp eye on everything that passed from brooks and children up and that if she noticed anything odd or out of place she would never rest until she had ferreted out the why's and wherefores thereof there are plenty of people in avonlea and out of it who can attend closely to their neighbor's business by dint of neglecting their own but mrs rachel lind was one of those capable creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain she was a notable housewife her work was always done and well done she ran the sewing circle helped run the sunday school and was the strongest prop of the church aid society and foreign missions auxiliary yet with all this mrs rachel found abundant time to sit for hours at her kitchen window knitting cotton warp quilts she had knitted 16 of them as heavenly housekeepers were want to tell in odd voices and keeping a sharp eye on the main road that crossed the hollow and wound up the steep red hill beyond since avonlea occupied a little triangular peninsula jutting out into the gulf of saint lawrence with water on two sides of it anybody who went out of it or into it had to pass over that hill road and so run the unseen gauntlet of mrs rachel's all-seeing eye she was sitting there one afternoon in early june the sun was coming in at the window warm and bright the orchard on the slope below the house was in a bridal flush of pinky white bloom hummed over by a myriad of bees thomas lind a meek little man whom heavenly people called rachel lin's husband was sowing his late turnip seed on the hill field beyond the barn and matthew cuthbert ought to have been sewing his on the big red brook field away over by green gables mrs rachel knew that he ought because she had heard him tell peter morrison the evening before and william j blair's store over at carmody that he meant to sow his turnip seed the next afternoon peter had asked him of course for matthew cuthbert had never been known to volunteer information about anything in his whole life and yet here was matthew cuthbert at half past three on the afternoon of a busy day placidly driving over the hollow and up the hill moreover he wore a white collar and his best suit of clothes which was plain proof that he was going out of avonlea and he had the buggy and the sorrel mare which be tokened that he was going a considerable distance now where was matthew cuthbert going and why was he going there had it been any other man in avonlea mrs rachel deftly putting this and that together might have given a pretty good guess as to both questions but matthew so rarely went from home that it must be something pressing and unusual which was taking him he was the shyest man alive and hated to have to go among strangers or to any place where he might have to talk matthew dressed up with a white collar and driving in a buggy was something that didn't happen often mrs rachel ponder as she might could make...

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hello darlings i thought i should introduce myself really because i seem to be somewhat well can you be somewhat ubiquitous you're either ubiquitous or you're not aren't you anyway i'm everywhere i'm all over the podcast and i am the rather i think the podcast queen at least this week now tail teller club was set up about four months ago as a podcast network as a musician the the whole telltale thing has been going a bit longer since lockdown actually but as a podcast a professional podcast network only about four months and it's just become incredibly successful now you will find somewhere at tail teleclub sometime of day night a live broadcast it just depends where so we have lots of different channels so we've got a children's channel which is telltale kids we've got an adult channel which is really 16 plus i would say definitely parental guidance and we've got that's uh in full bloom and then there's our free sound bites where you can download all of the sound effects because i'm an electronica musician really experimental although i'm a cellist and a pianist too and of course a composer but i've done lots of things and you can catch up with my antics and what i'm up to somewhere as i say on this new podcast adventure that i'm sharing with you lots and lots of wonderful stories lots of poems performance poetry it's just too exciting darlings now i do hope you'll be able to communicate with me as well you can send me messages and depending on where i'm broadcasting live you there's a chat box so you can go there and um just drop me a line as well and look if i don't get to you then and there it probably means i'm performing somewhere or i'm teaching somewhere although i don't do so much teaching anymore but there's always something going on at dale teller club there's always something fabulous like something exciting to do with music or art or poetry or performance or film all of these things so i do hope you'll join me often little and often at least and all the broadcasts are available in the library once they've gone live as well so it doesn't matter if you miss something you can always catch up with me somewhere so let's look forward to a wonderful wonderful future together shall we

Various - 01 - To the Spring: From 'Hymnes of Astræa, in Acrosticke Verse' by Sir John Davies (The World's Best Poetry,
25:19
Various - 02 - To Mary Stuart by Pierre de Ronsard (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Part 1
26:39
Various - 03 - To the Lord-General Cromwell by John Milton (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative
29:49
Various - 04 - O, Breathe Not His Name! (Robert Emmet) by Thomas Moore (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive a
31:14
Various - 05 - Charles XII: From 'The Vanity of Human Wishes' by Dr. Samuel Johnson (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7:
32:13
Various - 06 - Napoleon by Victor Hugo (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Part 1))
34:35
Various - 07 - Napoleon: From 'Childe Harold,' Canto III by Lord Byron (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive a
37:16
Various - 08 - On the Monument erected to Mazzini at Genoa by Algernon Charles Swinburne (The World's Best Poetry, Volum
43:19
Various - 09 - George Washington by Anonymous (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Part 1))
45:55
Various - 10 - Washington by James Russell Lowell (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Part 1)
46:38
Various - 11 - Daniel Webster by Oliver Wendell Holmes (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Pa
54:14
Various - 12 - William Lloyd Garrison by James Russell Lowell (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrat
57:27
Various - 13 - Henry Ward Beecher by Charles Henry Phelps (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative
60:54
Various - 14 - Abraham Lincoln (Foully Assassinated April 14, 1865) by Tom Taylor (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: De
62:59
Various - 15 - O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Par
68:37
Various - 16 - On the Life-Mask of Lincoln by Richard Watson Gilder (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and
70:52
Various - 17 - The Hand of Lincoln by Edmund Clarence Stedman (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrat
72:11
Various - 18 - Abraham Lincoln: From the Harvard Commemoration Ode, July 21, 1865 by James Russell Lowell (The World's B
75:10
Various - 19 - Albert, Prince Consort of England: From 'Idyls of the King' by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (The World's Best Po
79:33
Various - 20 - To Virgil by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Part 1)
83:15
Various - 21 - In a Copy of Omar Khayyám by James Russell Lowell (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Nar
86:00
Various - 22 - To Madame de Sevigné (Playing Blind-Man's Buff) by Mathieu de Montreuil (The World's Best Poetry, Volume
87:16
Various - 23 - George Sand by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (
88:02
Various - 24 - To Victor Hugo by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Pa
89:21
Various - 25 - On a Bust of Dante by Thomas William Parsons (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrativ
90:35
Various - 26 - Hans Christian Andersen (1805–1875) by Edmund Gosse (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and N
93:45
Various - 27 - Sir Philip Sidney: From 'An Elegy on a Friend's Passion for His Astrophill' by Matthew Roydon (The World'
96:53
Various - 28 - To the Memory of Ben Jonson by John Cleveland (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrati
98:27
Various - 29 - Ode to Ben Jonson by Robert Herrick (The World's Best Poetry, Volume 7: Descriptive and Narrative (Part 1
99:49
Various - 30 - On the Portrait of...

chapters 29-35 of genesis from the world english bible 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 alethea burgess sogipo south korea genesis from the world english bible chapters 29 through 35. then jacob went on his journey and came to the land of the children of the east he looked and behold a well in the field and behold three flocks of sheep lying there by it for out of that well they watered the flocks the stone on the well's mouth was large there all the flocks were gathered they rolled the stone from the well's mouth and watered the sheep and put the stone again on the well's mouth in its place jacob said to them my relatives where are you from they said we're from heron he said to them do you know laban the son of nahor they said we know him he said to them is it well with him they said it is well see rachel his daughter is coming with the sheep he said behold it is still the middle of the day not time to gather the livestock together water the sheep and go and feed them they said we can't until all the flocks are gathered together and they roll the stone from the well's mouth then we water the sheep while he was yet speaking with them rachel came with her father's sheep before she kept them it happened when jacob saw rachel the daughter of laban his mother's brother and the sheep of laban his mother's brother that jacob went near and rolled the stone from the well's mouth and watered the flock of laban his mother's brother jacob kissed rachel and lifted up his voice and wept jacob told rachel that he was her father's brother and that he was rebecca's son she ran and told her father it happened when laban heard the news of jacob his sister's son that he ran to meet jacob and embraced him and kissed him and brought him to his house jacob told laban all these things laban said to him surely you are my bone and my flesh he lived with him for a month laban said to jacob because you are my brother should you therefore serve me for nothing tell me what will your wages be laban had two daughters the name of the elder was leah and the name of the younger was rachel leah's eyes were weak but rachel was beautiful in form and attractive jacob loved rachel he said i will serve you for seven years for rachel your younger daughter laban said it is better that i give her to you than i should give her to another man stay with me jacob served seven years for rachel they seemed to him but a few days for the love he had for her jacob said to laban give me my wife for my days are fulfilled then i may go into her laban gathered together all of the men of that place and made a feast it happened in the evening that he took leah his daughter and brought her to him he went into her laban gave zolpa his handmaid to his daughter leah for a handmaid it happened in the morning that behold it was leah he said to laban what is this you have done to me didn't i serve you for rachel why then have you deceived me laban said it has not done so in our place to give the younger before the firstborn fulfill the week of this one and we will give you the other also for the service which you will serve with me yet seven other years jacob did so and fulfilled her weak he gave him rachel his daughter his wife laban gave to rachel his daughter billa his handmaid to be her handmaid he went in also to rachel and he loved also rachel more than leah and served with him yet seven other years yahweh saw that leah was hated and he opened her womb but rachel was barren leah conceived and bore a son and she named him reuben for she said because yahweh has looked at my affliction for now my husband will love me she conceived again and bore a son and said because yahweh has heard that i am hated he has therefore given me this son also she named him simeon she conceived again and bore a son said now this time my husband will be joined to me because i have borne...

Welcome to the Tale Teller Book Club and our celebration of poetry and prose today.

Various - 00 What's the Use of Poetry? by Richard Le Gallienne
00:01
Various - 02 To Mary Stuart by Pierre de Ronsard
26:43
Various - 03 To the Lord General Cromwell by John Milton
29:53
Various - 04 O, Breathe Not His Name! (Robert Emmet) by Thomas Moore
31:18
Various - 05 Charles XII: From 'The Vanity of Human Wishes' by Dr. Samuel Johnson
32:18
Various - 06 Napoleon by Victor Hugo
34:39
Various - 07 Napoleon: From 'Childe Harold,' Canto III by Lord Byron
37:21
Various - 08 On the Monument erected to Mazzini at Genoa by Algernon Charles Swinburne
43:24
Various - 09 George Washington by Anonymous
45:59
Various - 10 Washington by James Russell Lowell
46:42
Various - 11 Daniel Webster by Oliver Wendell Holmes
54:18
Various - 12 William Lloyd Garrison by James Russell Lowell
57:31
Various - 13 Henry Ward Beecher by Charles Henry Phelps
60:58
Various - 14 Abraham Lincoln (Foully Assassinated April 14, 1865) by Tom Taylor
63:02
Various - 15 O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman
68:41
Various - 16 On the Life Mask of Lincoln by Richard Watson Gilder
70:55
Various - 17 The Hand of Lincoln by Edmund Clarence Stedman
72:14
Various - 18 Abraham Lincoln: From the Harvard Commemoration Ode, July 21, 1865 by James Russell Lowell
75:14
Various - 19 Albert, Prince Consort of England: From 'Idyls of the King' by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
79:37
Various - 20 To Virgil by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
83:18
Various - 23 George Sand by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
88:05
Various - 24 To Victor Hugo by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
89:25
Various - 25 On a Bust of Dante by Thomas William Parsons
90:39
Various - 26 Hans Christian Andersen (1805?1875) by Edmund Gosse
93:48
Various - 27 Sir Philip Sidney: From 'An Elegy on a Friend's Passion for His Astrophill' by Matthew Roydon
96:56
Various - 28 To the Memory of Ben Jonson by John Cleveland
98:32
Various - 29 Ode to Ben Jonson by Robert Herrick
99:53
Various - 30 On the Portrait of Shakespeare by Ben Jonson
101:11
Various - 31 To the Memory of My Beloved Master, William Shakespeare, and What He Hath Left Us by Ben Jonson
102:10
Various - 32 Shakespeare: From 'Prologue' by Dr. Samuel Johnson
106:37
Various - 33 An Epitaph on the Admirable Dramatic Poet, W. Shakespeare by John Milton
107:47
Various - 34 Shakespeare by Hartley Coleridge
109:20
Various - 35 Guilielmus Rex by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
110:38
Various - 36 Hierarchy of Angels by Thomas Heywood
111:54
Various - 37 Under the Portrait of John Milton (Prefixed to 'Paradise Lost') by John Dryden
112:56
Various - 38 To Milton ('London, 1802') by William Wordsworth
113:52
Various - 39 Walton's Book of Lives: From 'Ecclesiastical Sonnets,' Part III by William Wordsworth
115:19
Various - 40 The Sonnet by William Wordsworth
116:42
Various - 41 Camp Bell (Charade) by Winthrop Mackworth Praed
117:56
Various - 42 To Thomas Moore by Lord Byron
119:42
Various - 43 Shelley by Alexander Hay Japp
121:05

The World English Bible is a translation of the Bible into modern English. Work on the project began in 1997, but the translation has been released directly into the public domain, free of copyright. It is largely an update of the American Standard Version of 1901, and is intended to be both readable and non-denominational. (Summary by Leon Mire)

chapters 1 through 11 of the book of genesis from the world english bible 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 david leeson the book of genesis from the world english bible chapters one through eleven

1 in the beginning god created the heavens and the earth now the earth was formless and empty darkness was on the surface of the deep god's spirit was hovering over the surface of the waters god said let there be light and there was light god saw the light and saw that it was good god divided the light from the darkness god called the light day and the darkness he called night there was evening and there was morning one day god said let there be an expanse in the middle of the waters and let it divide the waters from the waters god made the expanse and divided the waters which were under the expanse from the waters which were above the expanse and it was so god called the expanse sky there was evening and there was morning a second day god said let the waters under the sky be gathered together to one place and let the dry land appear and it was so god called the dry land earth and the gathering together of the waters he called seas god saw that it was good god said let the earth put forth grass herbs yielding seed and fruit trees bearing fruit after their kind with its seed in it on the earth and it was so the earth brought forth grass herbs yielding seed after their kind and trees bearing fruit with its seed in it after their kind and god saw that it was good there was evening and there was morning a third day god said let there be lights in the expanse of sky to divide the day from the night and let them be for signs and for seasons and for days and years and let them be for lights in the expanse of sky to give light on the earth and it was so god made the two great lights the greater light to rule the day and the lesser light to rule the night he also made the stars god set them in the expanse of sky to give light to the earth and to rule over the day and over the night and to divide the light from the darkness god saw that it was good there was evening and there was morning a fourth day god said let the waters swarm with swarms of living creatures and let birds fly above the earth in the open expanse of sky god created the large sea creatures and every living creature that moves with which the waters swarmed after their kind and every winged bird after its kind god saw that it was good god blessed them saying be fruitful and multiply and fill the waters into seas and let birds multiply on the earth there was evening and there was morning a fifth day god said let the earth bring forth living creatures after their kind livestock creeping things and animals of the earth after their kind and it was so god made the animals of the earth after their kind and the livestock after their kind and everything that creeps on the ground after its kind god saw that it was good god said let us make man in our image after our likeness and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the sky and over the livestock and over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth god created man in his own image in god's image he created him male and female he created them god blessed them god said to them be fruitful multiply fill the earth and subdue it have dominion over the fish of the sea over the birds of the sky and over every living thing that moves on the earth god said behold i have given you every herb yielding seed...

Hey kids and insomniacs, here are a couple of Harper's Young People magazines from the archives which prove a great audiobook for the wee small hours.

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section 1 of harper's young people volume 1 issue 17 february 24 1880 this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org read by wayne cook harper's young people volume 1 issue 17 february 24 1880 tracking a buried river the adventure of two sailor boys the sum of 300 trunks 600 dollars will be paid by the scientific association mallard to anyone who shall succeed in tracing the course of the law and ascertaining vaziet has any underground communication with the sea felix de la roche president such was the announcement which posted in the quaint three-cornered marketplace of the old french town of loshan attracted a good many readers and among the rest two lads and sailor costume one of whom remarked to the other well all day we'd have wicked earn it apr my boy i should just think so but this is nobility what's unsettling out very soon don't you remember how a year ago say widens the cleft into which the string falls and let down a man was a lantern and how before he'd gone 30 feet he got bumped against the rock and broke his lantern and hurt himself so badly that he had to be hauled up again it's not a very likely job well come along let's get a boat out pierre lebron the younger of the true was a lithe a leaf-cheeked merry little fellow whose slim figure and jaunty black curls contrasted markedly with the burly frame and the thick sandy hair of his chum jacques wu dre the latter ought rightly to have been called jack fordrey for he was an english boy born in guernsey but having been adopted by a brenton fisherman after his father's death both he and his name had got considerably frenchified the two boys had to manage by themselves the boat of which they were joint owners for old sibon libon piers real and jack's adopted father was now too aged and rheumatic to help them in their work except by advising them when to start and where to go but his advice was always good for in his time he had been one of the best fishermen on the coast and the lads were usually very successful on this particular day however their good luck seemed to have forsaken them for try as they might they could catch nothing worth mentioning possibly they were thinking too little of their work and too much of the reward offered by the scientific association for three thousand francs would have been quite a fortune to them both moreover the idea of tracking an underground river had a spice of romance and adventure about it which was the very thing to tempt them the little stream of the loro had long been the acknowledged puzzle of the whole neighborhood after skirting the town for some distance it vanished into the earth through a narrow cliff and was seen no more where it went after that no one could tell and as we have seen the first attempt to find out had succeeded so badly that nobody felt much inclined for a second tired out at length the unsuccessful fishers went home inwardly resolving to try whether they might not have better fortune by night than by day pierre indeed when the night came began to have some doubts about the wisdom of the idea having heard his father say once and again that it was a very dangerous thing to attempt in that season but the hardest thing in the world for a boy to do is to draw back from anything simply because it is dangerous rather than let jack think him afraid pierre would have gone to sea on a hen coop so they stole out of the cottage as noiselessly as possible and away they went over the dim grey waste of sea half-lighted by the rising moon the take of fish was a very good one this time and the boys began to think their night voyage a lucky idea but they were rejoicing too soon a little after midnight the sky began to cloud over and the sea to rise...

How super for us to have this complete adventure read out loud. The Audiobook is separated into chapters to help you find your way around and you can dip in and out whenever you like.
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chapter one of the outdoor girls at rainbow lake this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the outdoor girls at rainbow lake by laura lee hope a grand surprise girls i've got the grandest surprise for you betty nelson crossed the velvety green lawn and crowded into the hammock slung between two apple trees which were laden with green fruit first she had motioned for grace ford to make room for her and then sank beside her chum with a sigh of relief oh it was so warm walking over she breathed and i did come too fast i guess she fanned herself with a filmy handkerchief but the surprise molly bellett reminded betty i'm coming to it my dear but just let me get my breath i didn't know i hurried so swing grace with a daintily shot foot a foot slender and in keeping with her figure grace gave a rather languid push and set the hammock to swinging in wider arcs amy stonington who had not joined in the talk since the somewhat hurried arrival of betty strolled over to the hammock and began peering about in it that is in as much of it as the fluffy skirts of the two occupants would allow to be seen i don't see it she said in gentle tones everything amy did was gentle and her disposition was always spoken of as sweet by her chums though why such an inapt word is generally selected to describe what might better be designated as natural is beyond comprehension i don't see it murmured amy what asked grace quickly i guess she means that box of chocolates murmured molly it's no use amy for grace finished the last of them long before betty blew in on us or should i say drifted really it's too warm to do more than drift today you finish the last of the candy yourself exclaimed grace with spirit if grace had one failing or a weakness it was for chocolates i did not snapped molly her own failing was an occasional burst of temper and not a french lilac shade either as betty used to say it was of no uncertain color was molly's temper at times yes you did insisted grace don't you remember it was one with a cherry inside and we both wanted it and you got it declared molly if you say i took it that's right grace you did have it said gentle amy don't you recall you held it in one hand behind your back and told billy to choose billy was molly's chummy name that so admitted grace and molly didn't guess right i beg your pardon molly it's so warm and the prickly heat bothers me so that i can hardly think of anything but that i'm going in and get some talcum powder i've got some of the loveliest scent the yamayama flower from japan it sounds nice murmured betty but girls excuse me murmured grace making a struggle to arise from the hammock never a graceful feat for a girl or woman don't you'll spill me screamed betty clutching at the yielding sides of the net grace there there would have been a spill except that amy caught the swaying hammock and held it until grace managed more or less gracelessly to get out there's the empty box she remarked as it was disclosed where it had lain hidden between herself and betty not a crumb left amy my dear but i fancy i have a fresh box in the house if will hasn't found them he's always snooping if you'll pardon my slang i wasn't looking for candy replied amy it's my handkerchief that new lace one i fancied i left it in the hammock wait i'll get up said betty don't you dare let go amy i don't see why i'm so foolish as to wear this tight skirt we didn't bother with such style when we were off on our walking tour oh blessed to her side molly i wish we could go on another one to the north pole and she vigorously fanned...

Exciting hi-octane adventure recording of The Time Machine Sci-Fi Classic Teen ch 3 Young Adult Audiobook Tale Teller Club Free Family Books.

chapter 4 of the time machine by h.g wells this librivox recording is in the public domain the time machine chapter 4. in another moment we were standing face to face i am this fragile thing out of futurity he came straight up to me and laughed into my eyes the absence from his bearing of any sign of fear struck me at once then he turned to the two others who were following him and spoke to them in a strange and very sweet and liquid tongue there were others coming and presently a little group of perhaps eight or ten of these exquisite creatures were about me one of them addressed me it came into my head oddly enough that my voice was too harsh and deep for them so i shook my head and pointing to my ears shook it again he came a step forward hesitated and then touched my hand then i felt other soft little tentacles upon my back and shoulders they wanted to make sure i was real there was nothing in this at all alarming indeed there was something in these pretty little people that inspired confidence a graceful gentleness a certain childlike ease and besides they looked so frail that i could fancy myself flinging the whole dozen of them about like nine pins but i made a sudden motion to warn them when i saw their little pink hands feeling the time machine happily then when it was not too late i thought of a danger i had hitherto forgotten and reaching over the bars of the machine i unscrewed the little levers that would set it in motion and put these in my pocket then i turned again to see what i could do in the way of communication and then looking more nearly into their features i saw some further peculiarities in their dresden china type of prettiness their hair which was uniformly curly came to a sharp end at the neck and cheek there was not the faintest suggestion of it on the face and their ears were singularly minute their mouths were small with bright red rather thin lips and the little chins ran to a point the eyes were large and mild and this may seem egotism on my part i fancied even that there was a certain lack of the interest i might have expected in them as they made no effort to communicate with me but simply stood around me smiling and speaking in soft cooing notes to each other i began the conversation i pointed to the time machine and to myself then hesitating for a moment how to express time i pointed to the sun at once a quaintly pretty little figure in checkered purple and white followed my gesture and then astonished me by imitating the sound of thunder for a moment i staggered though the import of his gesture was plain enough the question had come into my mind abruptly were these creatures fools you may hardly understand how it took me you see i had always anticipated that the people of the year eight hundred and two thousand odd would be incredibly in front of us in knowledge art everything then one of them suddenly asked me a question that showed him to be on the intellectual level of one of our five-year-old children asked me in fact if i had come from the sun in a thunderstorm it's let loose the judgment i had suspended upon their clothes their frail light limbs and fragile features a flow of disappointment rushed across my mind for a moment i felt that i had built the time machine in vain i nodded pointed to the sun and gave them such a vivid rendering of a thunderclap as startled them they all withdrew a pace or so and bowed then came one laughing towards me carrying a chain of beautiful flowers altogether new to me and put it about my neck the idea was received with melodious applause and presently they were all running to and fro for flowers and laughingly flinging them upon me until i was almost smothered with blossom you who have never seen the light can scarcely imagine what delicate and wonderful flowers countless years of culture had...