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Title: The Bookshelf for boys and girls Little Journeys into Bookland
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: University Society, New York
Subjects: Children's literature Children's encyclopedias and dictionaries Literature Encyclopedias and dictionaries
Publisher: New York : University Society
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University-Idaho

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igh, bright-red comb, and he was proud because he could crow so long and loud. Not one of his three big brothers or his five big cousins could crow as long and loud. That was all very well, but he should not have always crowed so long and loud just at the break of day, when almost everyone else was still asleep. Why will you do it? said Pretty Hen to him one morning. Pretty Hen was his mother. I don't know, said Small Rooster. Well don't do it again, said his mother. Yes, maam—I mean no, maam, said SmallRooster. But the very next morning, as early as ever, Cock-a-doodle-doo-oo-oo — Cock-a-doodle-doo- ADVENTURE TALES AND ANIMAL STORIES 73 00-00! crowed Small Rooster at the top of his voice, waking all the fowls for a mile around and startling his mother so that she fell off the perch. Old Chanticleer ruled the roost, though he was Cluck-cluck-cluck-cluck-cluck, called Pretty Hen, as she picked herself up all covered with straw and sand: What did 1 tell you only yesterday morning, Small Rooster?
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OLD CHANTICLEER OPENED HIS SLEEPY EYES. too old to fly up to it. At the sound of Small Rooster's crowing, he opened his sleepy eyes and clucked angrily to Pretty Hen: He s a boisterous young scamp! Scold him well! And then Chanticleer went back to his dreams. Maam ? said he. What did I tell you only yesterday morning? repeated she, shaking her toe at him. Not to crow again at break of day, answered Small Rooster. 74 ADVENTURE TALES AND ANIMAL STORIES Then why did you do it? said his mother. Because—because —I don't know, said Small Rooster. Well, if you do it again, and don't know, you'll go without your breakfast, said his mother. No, maam—I mean—yes, maam, said SmallRooster, and the very next morning crowed longer and louder than he had ever crowed before. Then, his mother was so angry she could scarcely cluck. But when Small Rooster saw her coming toward him, he called out, Cock-a-doo-dle-doo-oo-oo—I know, I doo-oo-oo. Oh, you doo-oo-oo! said his mother. Well, if you doo-oo-oo, you d

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