The Lincoln County herald., 1872-01-25
THE STORY OF A GIANT.


FaOpie, as she ran into the rarsery,
where Ella, Susie, and Blanche were
busy with their dolls ard lsythiugs
"Such splendid story"
"In thst pretty book you have, Fan.
nisY' asked Ella, Who was busy making
her doll new dress. Fanny uss wha,
you would call real old fashioned girl,
and talked and acted very much like
older people.
"Yes, and if you will be very quiet and
listen I will read it to you," said Fannie,
Who was a real little reader.
"Me to ?" asked Susie, who was walk.
ing up and down the room putting her
doll to sleep, for Blanche has just
brought it back from o ride IN her little
cart, and of course il must be - very
sleepy.
So they all three arranged themselves
in a row, Ella with her work, Susie with
her doll in her arms, looking very digni.
fed and motherly indeed Blanche with
her little cart all ready in case there was
a disturbance on the part of the sleeping
doll, while Fannie placed herself in front,
on q stool, and commenced:
THE STORY ABOUT THE GIANT OF THE
VALLEY.
In a pleasant valley there we're many
little brown houses filled with happy.
families. All was peace and quiet there,
until ono bright summer morn a giant
was seen striding through the woods
He was so tall that he could scarcely see
the little houses, and as for the inhabi
tants Of them, he could not see them
unless they we're in crowds. oh, oh !
roared the giant, Il know who lives in
those brown houses. Ha, ha Mr.. and
Mrs. Emmett live there, and all their
children and relatives. Well, we'll, I'm
glad I've come across them. wonder if
they will be glad to come across me
Fla, har"
"Wasn't it awful !" shud6ered Susie
As he strodc along he knocked against
the branches of the trees, and several Of
the little Emmet's who were running
about on them, fell on his hat; but he
did not know this, for the Emmets were
very small, and the giants hat was very
large. So he marched along knocking
many more from the branches of the
trees. They had 6ne time running
around the crown Of his hat, never
dreaming Of danger. Soon they began
to talk about going to their homes, so
they climbed down from the hat and
crept along, holding to the giants hair,
,ill they reached his ears but in running
over his big cars they tickled him.
whats this p growled the giant
"Some bug suppose" Then he
knocked his ears, when several of the
poor little Emmet's fell on his neck,
some on his shoulders, and some fell to
the ground.
Those that were not knocked off, con.
tinued to climb down, some ran down his
back, some down his arms to his cane
and thus reached the ground others had
run down till they reached his boots
where they had a good time ruuuin G
about. $50 here you live in these brown
littlc houses" roared the giant. "Wel
they are pretty, and must have taken you
a long time to build them but l an
taller than your houses, and | shall be
weak indeed if I can not destroy them ir
far less time than it took you to bulld
them" That is what the giant said, enc
as he strodc along he crushed many Of the
little Emmct's under his hlgc feet
Then he took his cane and beat the pretty
houses until they were entirely destroyed
Many of the Emmet's were crushed tc
death by this cruel giant, but some made
their escape, running in every direction
through the woods.
"There arc some folks that just like te
destroy things, that amt giants" re
marked grave little Ella, looking up from
her work.
"But wait till read how this story al
turns out to be true, replied Fannie.
You will be sorry to hear that this is
true story; you, my little readers, ma.
have seen this giant, and those prett,
little houses for the giant was
thoughtless boy, and the brown house
we're neat little ant hills.
These little homes the ants had mad
for themselves, fav away in this Lowell
valley, now they all laid waste. 1t too
them q long time to build their littl