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PETER AND POLLY

Peter Howe is a little boy. Polly is his sister. She is older than Peter.

They live in a white house. The house is on a hill. It is not in the city. It is in the country.

There are no houses close about it. But there are trees and fields around it.

In summer these fields are green. In winter the snow covers them.

The fields and the hills are as white as the house. Then there is fun playing in the snow.

Peter likes to watch the snowflakes. He calls them “white butterflies.” But he knows what they are.

His friend, the Story Lady, told him. They are just frozen clouds.

Peter said to her, “I think they are prettier than raindrops. They can sail about in the air, too. Raindrops cannot. I like winter better than summer.”

“It will be winter soon, Peter,” said the Story Lady. “But many things must happen first.

“The birds must fly away. The leaves must turn red and yellow. Then they will fall and you can rake them into heaps. We will go to the woods for nuts.

“All these things will happen before winter comes.”

“Yes,” said Peter. “And my grandmother must knit me some thick stockings. And my father must buy me a winter coat. Grandmother must knit some stockings for Wag-wag, too.”

“But Wag-wag is a dog, Peter. Dogs do not need stockings.”

“My dog does,” said Peter. “He needs a coat, too. His hair is short. It will not keep him warm. I shall ask father to buy him a coat.”

“Do, Peter,” said the Story Lady. “It is good to be kind to dogs. And when Wag-wag wears his coat and stockings, bring him to see me. I will take his picture.”