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SILVE8 -LOCKS A4,VD THE Hf S SB 4,SS- -C upon a tim e, and 'not so very long ago eith ,there sat one afternoon, round a nice fire, a fanfilyof Bears. There were old Bears, middle-1agedBears, and baby Bears. There was Grandpapa Bruin,who had once been a brown Bear, but who was nowa grizzly Bear, his coat having become grey throughold age. In fact it was quite a family-party.But best of all, or at least the little Bears thoughtso, there was dear old Aunt Forepaughs. Aunt-fforepaughs had been especially madefor wet afternoons according to the little one's ideas, for Aunt Forepaughs could tellwonderful stories. So this afternoon the young Bears crowded round their Aunty, andt the chorus in Bear-language was: "Oh, Aunty Forepaughs, please tell us a story. Pleasetell us a story, Aunty Forepaughs.""Do try and sit still," replied their Aunt, -"and I will see what I can do for you.Have you ever heard the story of Silver-locks and the Three Bears?"" No, no !" came the chorus from the little ones."V.ery well," continued Mrs. Forepaughs, "I will tell it to you." So, when every-"body "had settled themselves in their places, she told the wonderful tale ofSILV8\-LOCKS 1,V'D THE THkEe 'BEE IS.There were once three Bears who lived in the middle of a wood, in a littlehouse of their own. One was a great big Bear. (the Papa Bear) with a very gruffThe Baldwin Library-Of
deep voice; the second was a i iddling-sized Bear (the Mamma Bear,) with an oitdinarymiddling-sized voice; and the third was a little wee Bear (the Baby Bear), with a tinyvoice like a squeak.One day, Mamma Bear having poured out the porridge to get cool, they all wentout for a walk in the wood before breakfast, and while they were gone, a little girl"called Silver-locks passed by and saw the niceS -li te- house standing there. So she opened theC, _door and walked into the Bears' sitting-room.On the table she saw three bowls of smokingS'hot.-porridge., and by the side of each bowl wasa spoon. The first bowl was very large," and byit lay a large spoon. So Silver-locks tasted the.-.-- *large bowl of porridge, but it was so hot thatit burned her mouth. Then she tried the secondbowl, which was a middling-sized bowl, and___ .--- H- ^had a middling-sized spoon, but this porridgewas not hot enough. Then she tried the thirdbowl, which was a little wee bowl, with a littlernu h e fl t wee spoon, and it was so delicious that she ateit all up. Then she felt tired and thought tlhat she" would like to sit down. She lookedround the room, and saw that ,there were three chairs, there.S One was a very large chair, so she got up on that, but she found it so' hard thatshe so.on clambered 'down again. Then she 'tried the, secind chair, which was a middldig<iIseu'n lrbrd........car wih a idm.~
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- sized chair, but this V nk down in it, and felt quite lost. So thi#did not please her, an got off it add tried the third chair, which was a little tinychair, and this 'was so comfortable that she sat there until the bottom came out. Andwhen this happened, little Silver-locks thought that she had better- go through the houseand see what else was there. So she went upstairs, and there she found a nice tidy <'little bedroom with three white beds in it. One- was quite big,, and she got into that,but it was hard. Then she tried the middling-sized bed, but that was too soft, so thaidid not please her. And then she lay down on the little bed, and this was socomfortable' that she fell fast asleep. -After a time, -the three Bears came in from theirwalk to have their breakfast. First came the big Bear,and when he saw the spoon in his porridge, he roared 7in his big gruff voice: "SOMEONE HAS BEENEATING MY PORRIDGE!'' Then the second Ber -came in, ahd she looked at her bowl, and said fig er' -middling voice: "SOMEONE HAS BEEN EATING MY PORRIDGE!:And when the little Bear looked at his he squeaked', Ii " .."Someone has been eating my porridge, and eaten it all up !Then the three Bears knew that somen-ne liad been'in. the bouse, so fhey looked round the room, and .t0e big Bear .roared ut "SOMEONE'-HAS BEEN- SITTING IN MY CHAIR I" "SOMEONE HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIRTOO !" said the middling-sized Bear. " Someone has been sitting in my chair," squeaked Sthe little Bear," and has sat the bottom out!" Then' the three iR .d very grave,
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and they Went upstairs to their bedroom. TIe, i .i iund his bed all tossed, so heroared: SOMEONE HAS BEEN LYING J I P !" "SOMifoNE HAS BEEN LYINGSMY BED, TOO " said the middling-sized Be I > n the little Bear squeaked in his weeoice : ',Someone has been lyng in m bd, ad ere she zsI" And they all threeiollected round Silver-locks, who was ggzi hg at th;em in terror. Suddenly she jumped offthe bed and leaped out of the open window, and' fled away into the wood."WELL, SHE MIGHT HAVE TOLD US HER NAME !" roared the big Bear."CERTAINLY," said the middling-sized Bear. " Cerlainly," squeaked the little wee Bear.Arid that's all." Oh, thank you, Aunty Forepaughs," cried thechorus. "But what happened next?"" What happened next, indeed! Haven't you had '*"enough? If you want any more you had better ask -_/Syour G randpapa B ruin, for the B ig B ear of the storywas his brother." "Please tell us some more, Grand-papa." So straightway he told them about '. ---- 'JVHAT H1RPPF7\f_&D FC&XT.The big Bear, and the middling-sized Bear, and the little wee Bear thought that Silver-locks had behaved so badly that they determined to search for her, and teach her manners.So away they hurried through the wood; the big Bear walking very fast, for he was excited,the middling-sized Bear walking less quickly, for her legs were shorter, while the little ,.:.wee Bear, whose legs were shortest of all, had to run to keep up with his Mother. When
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they came to the end of the wood they saw a pretty house, ano as thedoor was open they walked in. On a table there stood a white china bowl,full of porridge, and on the bowl was written, in gilt letters, the name--" Silver-locks."" "Silver-locks!" squeaked the little wee Bear, "then this is her house,and her porridcge. I will eat it up."S "QUITE RIGHT, MY DARLING," said the middling-sized Bear. *"QUITE RIGHT, said the big Bear, "BUT DON'T CHOKEYOURSELF."So the little wee Bear sat down on a little wee chair by the table,and finished the porridge, and he wriggled about so much that he sat out Ithe bottom of the chair."W hen he had finished his porridge, they all went upstairs, andas the wee Bear was tired, he lay down in a little white bed, andtumbled it about just as Silver-locks had tumbled his bed about. 'Suddenly the big Bear gave a great" growl as his eyes rested on a 'picture-book-a picture-book called " The Story of the Three Bears.""WHO HAS DARED TO PUT US INTO A BOOK ?She cried. "I SHOULD JUST LIKE TO FIND THE ARTIST!""WHY, THERE HE IS, AND LITTLE SILVER-LOCKS, TOO " cried theS. middling-sized Bear, who had been looking out of the window.Sure enough, in the wood was an artist painting Bears, while' Silver-locks looked on admiringly. Out of the house rushed the Bears;S %4
Cler, Chy Cxl Ju m 1)C upollpthe book till theymade the poor mar,.quite flat.,ANLvertocks came back andreseucd the artist,\(h0o xas none other thanJ1+r Ernest Nister,the Cbildren's Frien.I Frenc
Baway flew Silver-locla lthe frightened artist hid' i b .ketch-book. Papa Bearknocked the book o h his 'umbrella, shutting ^t;fKixt4 : and then they'all jumped .upon the ill they mpade the poor man quiffela After that, withouttroubling about Silve they went home contented, because they had sat upon somebody;and that is all about "Wha Happened Next."" Oh, thank you, Grandpapa " " But was the poor man killed: and what became', --of Silver-locks ?"S"Silver-locks was never seen again by the ThreeBears, but I heard that she came back and rescued the"artist (who was none other than Mr. Ernest .Nister, theChildren's Friend), from the sketch book, and after 'careful. ;nursing, he soon got well and recovered his figure, andstill continues to paint picture-books, to the delight of'... . Silver-locks and all other little children."S"Well, that was a 1ve-ly story," remarked the chorus.", I am glad you liked it, my dears," replied oldMr. Bruin, "and now I think the best thing for you todo is to go to bed."r- f i So the little Bears bade/ good-night all round, and weresoon fast asleep, tucked up intheir little white beds.
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