Tag: Peter and Polly Series
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A Bunch of Balloons See all the people!” cried Polly. “I did not know that there were so many except at a circus.” “Father, where did you put Mary?” asked Peter. “Over there by the fence. Here is a ticket for her. No one can take her without this ticket. She will wait for us.”…
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Starting for the Fair Polly ran into the house from school one day. She banged all the doors. “Next week is fair week! Next week is fair week!” she shouted. Peter was in the house. He heard Polly. “Next week is fair week! Next week is fair week!” he shouted, too. “How do you know,…
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The Circus “Boys,” said Polly, “I know just how to have a circus. First, we must make a ring. We will use sticks of wood from the wood pile. I asked father if we might. “We will lay them down in a circle. You can each bring two sticks at a time. I will bring…
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Peter must have his hair cut soon,” said mother. “It is growing very long.” “Yes, it is,” said Polly. “I shall have to braid it.” “That will hardly do, Polly. Boys do not have their hair braided. They have it cut.” “I cannot take him to the barber’s today,” said father. “I cannot take him…
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Taking Orders I know a new game, Peter,” said Tim. “Where did you get it, Tim?” “I got it from some boys, Peter. Yesterday my mother and I went visiting. I played it then.” “Let’s play it now,” said Peter. “What shall we do first?” “We keep a store. Every day we take our horse…
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How the wind blows tonight!” said father after supper. “It whistles around the corners. It nearly whistled off my hat, when I came home.” “I should think that you would wear a cap,” said mother. “Fur caps will be needed soon,” father said. “The cold weather is here to stay. No more warm weather until…
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Mother, may I go to school to meet Polly?” asked Peter. “Tim has gone away. I have played with Wag-wag all the afternoon.” “Why, yes,” said mother. “Then may Polly and I take a walk? We will not go far.” “Yes,” said mother again. “Be home before dark, please. It grows dark very early now.…
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Peter,” called Tim, “come out here.” Tim was in Peter’s front yard. He was kicking something about. “What are you doing?” asked Peter. “I am playing football. Don’t you know that all the big boys play football in the autumn? My mother made me this football. It is a good one. See!” Tim picked up…
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The Four Horseshoes The blacksmith and Polly and Peter went into the shop. It was fun inside. The children had often seen the blacksmith fit shoes on horses’ feet. They liked to watch him hammer the white-hot iron. They liked to see the sparks that the hammer made. They liked to watch his fire. “Why,…
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Down the hill Peter and Polly trotted. They followed the little brook. By and by it ran into a larger one. “This large brook runs into the river,” said Polly. “We cannot follow it much farther. We cannot follow it all the way to the river.” “Why?” asked Peter. “Because it goes under the road,…