Kipling Stories and Poems Every Child Should Know, Book II
Rudyard Kipling. Kipling Stories and Poems Every Child Should Know, Book II
A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH
IV. BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP
THE FIRST BAG
THE SECOND BAG
THE THIRD BAG
V. WEE WILLIE WINKIE
VI. THE DOVE OF DACCA
VII. THE SMOKE UPON YOUR ALTAR DIES
I. THE SING-SONG OF OLD MAN KANGAROO
III. THE ENGLISH FLAG
IV. THE KING
V. TO THE UNKNOWN GODDESS
VI. THE GALLEY SLAVE
VII. THE SHIP THAT FOUND HERSELF
I. A TRIP ACROSS A CONTINENT1
II. THE CHILDREN OF THE ZODIAC2
III. THE BRIDGE BUILDERS
IV. THE MIRACLES
V. OUR LADY OF THE SNOWS
VI. THE SONG OF THE WOMEN
VII. THE WHITE MAN'S BURDEN
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"When I was in my father's house, I was in a better place."
They were putting Punch to bed – the ayah and the hamal, and Meeta, the big Surti boy with the red and gold turban. Judy, already tucked inside her mosquito-curtains, was nearly asleep. Punch had been allowed to stay up for dinner. Many privileges had been accorded to Punch within the last ten days, and a greater kindness from the people of his world had encompassed his ways and works, which were mostly obstreperous. He sat on the edge of his bed and swung his bare legs defiantly.
It was not a cheering employ, for he had to make a playful noise. At last, with infinite craft, he devised an arrangement whereby the table could be supported as to three legs on toy bricks, leaving the fourth clear to bring down on the floor. He could work the table with one hand and hold a book with the other. This he did till an evil day when Aunty Rosa pounced upon him unawares and told him that he was "acting a lie."
"If you're old enough to do that," she said – her temper was always worst after dinner – "you're old enough to be beaten."