Subject: MSR Stories For Children Author: Cousin Sarah Uploaded By: HOST Comp Joots Date: 11/24/2002 File: Stories for Children.lit (129802 bytes) Estimated Download Time (53797 baud): < 1 minute Download Count: 9 Equipment: Windows computer or Pocket PC Needs: MS Reader Keywords: Stories For Children, Cousin Sarah, Family Fiction Stories for Children By Cousin Sarah. Collection of short stories and poems for young children written in the 1850s. The Antelope bounds o'er the grassy plain, As light and as free as the air; And happy as all little children should be, Who have never known sorrow or care. THE ANTELOPE. When little Susie's father came home from New York he brought her a new picture-book, with which she was, of course, delighted, and thanked him over and over again. And then, like all other little girls and little boys, when they get a new book, she sat down to look at the pictures. In a few moments she ran to her aunt, who sat sewing by the window, and said, "Look aunt Mary! what a pretty Antelope! Did you ever see one?" "No, Susie," said she, "they do not live here. They are found in a country called Asia, many thousand miles away. They are very beautiful little animals, only about as high as this table; but they are very timid, and run so swiftly that no dog can overtake them. They are sometimes called gazelles, and ladies have them for pets, although I suppose you would prefer to make a pet of your little white kitten. " Subject: MSR Stories for Children Author: Cousin Sarah Uploaded By: HOST Comp Joots Date: 6/9/2002 File: Stories for Children.lit (103516 bytes) Estimated Download Time (53797 baud): < 1 minute Download Count: 29 Equipment: Windows computer or Pocket PC Needs: MS Reader Keywords: Stories for Children, Cousin Sarah, Family fiction STORIES FOR CHILDREN BY COUSIN SARAH. The Antelope bounds o'er the grassy plain, As light and as free as the air; And happy as all little children should be, Who have never known sorrow or care. THE ANTELOPE. When little Susie's father came home from New York he brought her a new picture-book, with which she was, of course, delighted, and thanked him over and over again. And then, like all other little girls and little boys, when they get a new book, she sat down to look at the pictures. In a few moments she ran to her aunt, who sat sewing by the window, and said, "Look aunt Mary! what a pretty Antelope! Did you ever see one?" "No, Susie," said she, "they do not live here. They are found in a country called Asia, many thousand miles away. They are very beautiful little animals, only about as high as this table; but they are very timid, and run so swiftly that no dog can overtake them. They are sometimes called gazelles, and ladies have them for pets, although I suppose you would prefer to make a pet of your little white kitten. "