Henry had a habit of bringing all kinds of creatures to the farmhouse. Farmer Dawson checked his room to find out what he might have hidden inside. One day, Mr Dawson could hear some scuffling noises in Henry’s room. He knocked and Henry opened the door. Mr Dawson looked around, but everything seemed quiet. Henry […]
It had been a long day for Farmer Blake. The harvest season was going on and he was tired. As he settled down to read a book, Jim, one of his farm hands, came in. “Sir, there’s a man at the gate,” said Jim, “He says he wants to meet you.” “At this time?” asked
A Mud Volcano is a formation that was created by geo-excreted gases and liquids. The main gas it emits is usually methane, but it might also emit incombustible gases such as helium, nitrogen and carbon dioxide. This volcano is found all over the world but mostly in Eastern Azerbaijan. Scientists think there may even be
Bouncer, the rabbit, lived in a burrow on Farmer Southey’s farm. He had one torn ear and whenever anyone asked him how it was torn, he sighed and said, “That’s a long and sad tale!” “It happened when Farmer Southey shot me!” he began, “You see, Farmer Southey was a very angry man and he
Michael loved to tell tall stories to everyone. “They’re just stories!” he would say, “They’re not lies.” One day Mr Felton, a large man, had come from the bank to meet his father, Farmer Strobes, about a loan to buy four more cows. He went round the farm to inspect it. Michael followed them. When
Jenny had a bet with Peter that they could walk from the farmhouse to the old ruined church in the dark. Their parents, Farmer Beale and his wife, knew nothing about this. So when Mrs Beale found that the two children were not in their beds, she screamed in panic! Mr Beale and the farm
In Farmer Brent’s yard stood an old tree, dry and shrivelled. He had asked one of his men to chop it down. The tree heard and was very sad. Then Hannah, the Farmer’s daughter, came home. She looked at the tree and said, “Father, don’t cut it down. Let me see what I can do.”
Timothy scurried out of the farmhouse kitchen, frightened out of his wits. He was a tiny mouse and the farm cat, Clover, had just eaten up his mother! He ran helter-skelter around the yard. Suddenly, reaching the stable, he hurried into it and hid himself behind a bale of hay. “Have you seen a mouse?”
Mrs Atlee’s cat, Snowball, wanted to live on a farm, and was very unhappy in the city. There was simply nothing for her to do. A farm would be so interesting. That summer Mrs Atlee visited her brother, Farmer Mailer, and took Snowball with her. Snowball was thrilled! There was so much space to run
Mount Roraima is the highest of the Pakaraima mountain chain and lies on the southeastern corner of Venezuela. It is one of the world’s most extraordinary natural geological formations defined by 400-metre tall cliffs on all sides and includes the borders of Brazil, Venezuela and Guyana. It is about 14 km long and 2,772 metres
Mr Lamont had to carry out an inspection at Mr Smalley’s farm. Sitting in his little car, he looked at the broken wooden signboard. It had two arms, one showing Hunterdon village to the right and the other pointing to the sky! “Where does the third road go?” wondered Mr Lamont. There was a third
“This is the third collar that Bumper has chewed up!” said Mrs Geoffrey in a temper. Bumper, her pug, was hiding under the sofa, looking terribly ashamed. He couldn’t understand why they made so much noise every time he chewed up his collar. After all it was his own, wasn’t it? The farm animals tried
Miss Hailey arrived at Farmer Moffat’s house one morning with a small suitcase of clothes and a trunk full of books. She wore a dress with blue flowers but its hem was torn. Her straw hat was slightly tattered and her hairpins were falling out. “She is to teach the children,” said Mrs Moffat, “but
Fadding had grown old working on Farmer Paget’s fields and orchards. Now, he sat under the apple trees and smoked his pipe. If anyone spoke to him, he would get very angry and chase him off. Everyone stopped talking to Fadding. He slept in the barn at night and in the morning, he would simply
Josephine was a dreamer. She spent all day drifting around the farm, singing and picking flowers, playing with the ducklings and the chicks, the lambs and the puppies. Farmer Trent’s wife was very worried because it was time to send her to school. “She won’t pay attention there, and then she’ll be in trouble,” said