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
Mount Lassen is in Tehama County, California. It is an entrance to a large underground city. Near the foot of Mount Lassen is a town called Manten. A man named ‘Ralph B. Fields’ lived there, and found the entrance to the underground city with his friend Joe while he was camping near a rock outcropping.
Farmer Lewis brought Nancy, his pretty bride, home. She loved the farm and all the creatures on it. Very soon, she had learnt the work at the farm and Lewis was very glad to see her busy and happy. However, one day, he found her in a very thoughtful mood and asked her what the
Farmer Morris ran a stable for teaching children how to ride. One of his horses, Oscar, was his favourite. But Oscar was lonely, for he had no mate. One day, Farmer Morris returned from the market with a lovely white mare trotting behind his cart. Her coat glowed chestnut in the sunset and Oscar fell
Juniper was Farmer Steen’s pet goat. Mrs Steen was very irritated by the way Mr Steen spent so much loving care on Juniper. “Honestly George! You are absolutely silly to love a goat!” she would say. “Better to have a pet dog or even a horse!” Juniper felt very hurt when she heard this. “Why
Kit was a fat little lamb who belonged to Farmer Jolly. He would drink milk all day from any of the ewes because they loved him. He was a favourite because he was always skipping around happily. He looked like a large ball bouncing all over the place. “You’ll get into trouble one day, bouncing