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AUNT FRIENDLY'S

PICTURE BOOK.

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AUNT FRIENDLY'S

PICTURE BOOK.

CONTAINING

THIRTY-SIX PAGES OF PICTURES Printed in Colours by Kronheim. WITH

LETTER-PRESS DESCRIPTIONS.

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LONDON: FREDERICK WARNE AND CO. BEDFORD STREET, COVENT GARDEN. NEW YORK:
SCRIBNER, WELFORD AND ARMSTRONG.




Preface.


New and old Nursery favourites are here offered to our Young
Friends--Nursery Alphabet, Sing-a-Song of Sixpence, The Frog's Wooing,
The Three Little Pigs, Puss in Boots, have for many generations
delighted the Nurseries of Great Britain. We trust that they and their
worthy new companion, The Ugly Duckling, which has come to us from over
the Sea, will still afford many hours of quiet amusement to little
Readers.




Contents.


          NURSERY ALPHABET.

          SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE.

          THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.

          THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.

          PUSS IN BOOTS.

          THE UGLY DUCKLING.




THE NURSERY ALPHABET.

[Illustration: THE NURSERY ALPHABET. A B C D.]




THE NURSERY ALPHABET.


A for the Alphabet, A, B, C;

B for the Book that was given to me.

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C for the Corn that stands in the stack;

D for the Donkey with cross on his back.

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E for the Engine that's lighted with coke;

F for the Funnel that puffs out the smoke.

[Illustration: THE NURSERY ALPHABET. E F G H.]

G for the Goose that swims on the pond;

H for the Hen, of her chickens so fond.

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I for the Icicle, frosty and cold;

J for the Jackdaw, perky and bold.

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K for the Kitten that plays with its tail;

L for the Letter that comes by the mail.

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M for the Monkey, a comical thing;

N for the Nut that he cracks with a grin.

[Illustration: THE NURSERY ALPHABET. I J K L M.]

[Illustration: THE NURSERY ALPHABET. N O P Q.]

O for the Owl that sees in the dark;

P for the Pony that plays in the park.

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Q for the Queen all seated in state;

R for the Regiment guarding the gate.

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S for the Sun that sets in the west;

T for the Tomtit building its nest.

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U for the Umbrella that keeps off the rain;

V for the Van that follows the train.

[Illustration: THE NURSERY ALPHABET. R S T U V.]

W for the Waggon that waits in the way;

X is for none of the words I can say.

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Y for the Yew growing by the church wall;

Z is for Zero, that a nothing at all.


[Illustration: THE NURSERY ALPHABET. W X Y Z.]




SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE.

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SING-A-SONG OF SIXPENCE.


          Sing-a-song of sixpence,
            A pocket full of rye;
          Four and twenty blackbirds
            Baked in a pie.

          When the pie was open'd,
            The birds began to sing;
          Was not that a dainty dish,
            To set before the king?

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          The king was in his counting-house
            Counting out his money;
          The queen was in the parlour
            Eating bread and honey.

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          The maid was in the garden
            Hanging out the clothes;
          By came a Jackdaw,
            And snapt off her nose.

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          They sent for the king's doctor,
            Who sewed it on again;
          The Jackdaw for this naughtiness
            Deservedly was slain.

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THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.

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THE FROG WHO WOULD A WOOING GO.


          A frog he would a wooing go,
          Whether his mother would let him or no.

          So off he marched with his nice new hat,
          And on the way he met a rat.

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          When they came to the door of the Mouse's Hall,
          They gave a loud knock, and they gave a loud call.

          "Pray Mrs. Mouse, are you within?"
          "Oh yes, Mr. Rat, I am learning to spin."

          "Pray Mrs. Mouse, will you give us some beer?
          For Froggy and I are fond of good cheer."

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          But as they were all a merry-making,
          The cat and her kittens came tumbling in.

          The Cat she seized the rat by the crown,
          The kittens they pulled the little mouse down.

          This put poor frog in a terrible fright,
          So he took up his hat and he wished them good night.

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          As Froggy was crossing him over a brook,
          A lilly-white duck came and gobbled him up.

          So there was an end of one, two, and three,
          The Rat, the Mouse, and the little Froggee?

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THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.

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THE STORY OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.


Once upon a time there was an old pig with three little pigs, and as she
had not enough to keep them, she sent them out to seek their fortune.
The first that went off met a man with a bundle of straw, and said to
him, "Please, man, give me that straw to build me a house;" which the
man did, and the little pig built a house with it. Presently came along
a wolf, and knocked at the door, and said,--

"Little pig, little pig, let me come in."

To which the pig answered,--

"No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."

The wolf then answered to that,--

"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."

So he huffed and he puffed, and he blew his house in, and eat up the
little pig.

The second little pig met a man with a bundle of furze, and said,
"Please man give me that furze to build a house;" which the man did, and
the pig built his house. Then along came the wolf, and said,--

"Little pig, little pig, let me come in."

"No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."

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"Then I'll puff and I'll huff, and I'll blow your house in."

So he huffed, and he puffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and at last
he blew the house down, and he eat up the little Pig.

The third little pig met a man with a load of bricks, and said, "Please,
man, give me those bricks to build a house with;" so the man gave him
the bricks, and he built his house with them. So the wolf came, as he
did to the other little pigs, and said,--

"Little pig, little pig, let me come in."

"No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."

"Then I'll puff and I'll huff, and I'll blow your house in."

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Well, he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed, and he
puffed, and he huffed; but he could not get the house down. When he
found that he could not, with all his huffing and puffing, blow the
house down, he said, "Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of
turnips." "Where?" said the little pig. "Oh, in Mr. Smith's Home-field,
and if you will be ready to-morrow morning I will call for you, and we
will go together, and get some for dinner." "Very well," said the little
pig "I will be ready. What time do you mean to go?" "Oh, at six
o'clock." Well, the little pig got up at five, and got the turnips
before the wolf came--(which he did about six)--and said, "Little pig,
are you ready?" The little pig said, "Ready! I have been, and come
back again, and got a nice pot-full for dinner." The wolf felt very
angry at this, but thought that he would be up to the little pig somehow
or other, so he said, "Little pig, I know where there is a nice
apple-tree." "Where?" said the pig. "Down at Merry-garden," replied the
wolf, "and if you will not deceive me I will come for you, at five
o'clock to-morrow, and we will go together and get some apples." Well,
the little pig bustled up the next morning at four o'clock, and went off
for the apples, hoping to get back before the wolf came; but he had
further to go, and had to climb the tree, so that just as he was coming
down from it, he saw the wolf coming, which, as you may suppose,
frightened him very much. When the wolf came up he said, "Little pig,
what! are you here before me? Are they nice apples?" "Yes, very," said
the little pig. "I will throw you down one;" and he threw it so far,
that, while the wolf was gone to pick it up, the little pig jumped down
and ran home. The next day the wolf came again, and said to the little
pig, "Little pig, there is a fair at Shanklin this afternoon, will you
go?" "Oh yes," said the pig, "I will go: what time shall you be ready?"
"At three," said the wolf. So the little pig went off before the time as
usual, and got to the fair, and bought a butter-churn, which he was
going home with, when he saw the wolf coming. Then he could not tell
what to do. So he got into the churn to hide, and by so doing turned
it round, and it rolled down the hill with the pig in it, which
frightened the wolf so much, that he ran home without going to the fair.
He went to the little pig's house, and told him how frightened he had
been by a great round thing which came down the hill past him. Then the
little pig said, "Ha! I frightened you then. I had been to the fair and
bought a butter-churn, and when I saw you, I got into it and rolled down
the hill." Then the wolf was very angry indeed, and declared he would
eat up the little pig, and that he would get down the chimney after him.
When the little pig saw what he was about, he hung on the pot full of
water, and made up a blazing fire, and just as the wolf was coming down,
took off the cover, and in fell the wolf; so the little pig put on the
cover again in an instant, boiled him up, and eat him for supper, and
lived happy ever afterwards.

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PUSS IN BOOTS.

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PUSS IN BOOTS.


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Once upon a time there was a miller who had three sons. When he was
dying he left each of them a legacy. To his eldest son he left his mill;
to the second his ass; and to the youngest his cat. The poor boy was
very sad when he found that he had nothing belonging to him but a cat;
but to his great surprise, puss jumped on the table, and said in a
friendly manner: "Do not be sad my dear master. Only buy me a pair of
boots and a bag, and I will provide for you and myself." So the miller's
son, who had a shilling or two in his pocket, bought a smart little pair
of boots and a bag, and gave them to puss, who put some bran and
sow-thistles into his bag, opened the mouth of it, and lay down in a
rabbit warren. A foolish young rabbit jumped into it; puss drew the
string and soon killed it. He went immediately to the palace with it. He
found the king and queen sitting on their throne; and bowing low, he
laid the rabbit at the king's feet, saying: "Please your majesty, my
master, the Marquis de Carrabas, has sent you a rabbit from his warren,
as a mark of respect." "I am much obliged to the Marquis," said the
king, and he ordered the rabbit to be taken to the cook, and a piece
of money to be given to the cat. Puss, much pleased, took a rabbit daily
to the king as a gift from his master, till his majesty was well
acquainted with the name of the Marquis de Carrabas, and with his
wonderful cat. There was a very rich and cruel Ogre living in that
country. One day puss went to call on him, and the ogre was quite amazed
at hearing a cat talk; it was the first time too he had seen a "Puss in
Boots." "Is it true, most wonderful ogre," said Puss, "that you can
change yourself into any creature you please?" "Quite true, as you shall
see," said the ogre, and he changed himself into a lion, and roared so
terribly, that the cat climbed up the wall out of his way. Then the ogre
resumed his own ugly shape, and laughed at puss's fear. "It was very
surprising," said the cat; "you are of such a grand size that I do not
wonder you could become a lion--but could you change yourself into some
very small animal?" "You shall see," said the stupid vain ogre, and he
turned into a mouse. Directly puss saw him in that shape, he darted at
him and eat him up. The ogre quite deserved it, for he had eaten many
men himself. Then puss made haste back to his master, and said, "Come
and bathe in the river, and when the king comes by, do exactly as I tell
you, for I see his carriage." The miller's son obeyed his friend the
cat, undressed and jumped into the water, and cunning puss ran away with
his clothes and hid them under a large stone. By-and-bye the king
drove by with his daughter. Puss began to call very loud "Help, help! or
my lord Marquis de Carrabas will be drowned." The king stopped the coach
directly, and asked what was the matter. Puss answered, that while his
master was bathing, some thieves had stolen his clothes, and that
therefore the marquis could not come out of the water. The king luckily
had a dress suit with him, so he sent it by a servant to the Marquis,
and desired him to accept a seat in the royal coach, and he would drive
him home.

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The miller's son looked very well in his fine clothes, and the king was
pleased with his appearance. Puss directed the coachman to drive to the
late ogre's castle, and then he ran on before. Coming to a large field
in which reapers were at work, he said, "If the king asks you to whom
these fields belong, you must say, to the Marquis de Carrabas, or you
shall all be chopped as small as mincemeat." The men were so astonished
at hearing a cat talk, that they dared not refuse; so when the king came
by and asked, whose fields are these? they said, "they belong to the
Marquis de Carrabas." Next puss came to some meadows with shepherds and
flocks of sheep, and said the same to them. So when the king asked them,
whose flocks are these? they answered, those of the Marquis de Carrabas.

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Puss ran on all over the dead ogre's land and said the same thing to
the woodmen and the gamekeepers on the road, who all obeyed him, till
the king at last said to the miller's son, "You have a fine property, my
lord Marquis de Carrabas." When puss came to the ogre's castle, he stood
on the steps and waited till the coach drove up.

"Will your majesty honour my lord by taking some refreshment," he said;
and the king who had not so fine a castle belonging to himself, alighted
from his carriage and entered the house. Now, the ogre was just going to
his dinner when puss had called and killed him, so there was a very fine
feast upon the table. Puss told the ogre's servants they should be made
into mincemeat if they did not consent to take the Marquis de Carrabas
for their master, and they were glad to serve him instead of the ogre.
The king took such a fancy to the rich Marquis de Carrabas, that he gave
him the princess for his wife. They lived in the ogre's fine castle
(which puss presented to his master), and the most faithful and the
happiest of their servants was "Puss in Boots."

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THE UGLY DUCKLING.

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THE UGLY DUCKLING.


Once there was a duck who had just hatched a brood of ducklings; one of
them had been longer coming out of the shell than the others, and when
it came it was very ugly. But its mother did not love it less on that
account; mothers never think their