Part 4 (2/2)

”Now,” said the foreman, ”there's time for a story before you go to work again. Do any of you know a story?”

He looked all about and, last of all, he looked at the little boy. ”Do you know any story?”

”Well,” the little boy said, ”I know about Jonah.”

”Will you tell us about Jonah?” the foreman asked. ”I should like to hear that story.”

”Yes,” said the little boy, ”I will tell it. Well, once upon a time there was a man named Jonah. And he had to go to Nineveh to tell the people how bad they were. But he didn't want to go; so he didn't. He ran away in a s.h.i.+p.

”And when he got into the s.h.i.+p, he lay down and went to sleep. And the s.h.i.+p started, and pretty soon the wind began to blow terribly hard, and there were 'normous great waves, and the s.h.i.+p got all tippy. And the sailors were afraid, and they threw out the things that were in the s.h.i.+p.

”So the captain went to the place where Jonah was. 'Wake up, Jonah!'

he said. 'Why don't you get up and pray?'

”Then the sailors talked together, and said that it must be Jonah's fault. 'Who is this Jonah, anyway?' they said. 'Where did he come from, and what is he doing here? Let's ask him.'

”So they did. And Jonah told them, and said: 'I guess you'll have to throw me out of the s.h.i.+p.' So they threw Jonah over into the water, and there wasn't any more storm.

”And Jonah, he went down and down and down in the water, and I guess he thought he was going to be drowned. Then a great, big whale came along and saw Jonah, and he opened his mouth wide and went at Jonah and swallowed him. But he didn't bite him or chew him or anything.

”But Jonah was terribly scared, 'cause he couldn't hardly guess where he was. The insides of the whale were all wet, and it was all pitchy dark in there.

”There wasn't anything for Jonah to do but to think, and after he had thought for a long, long time, the whale up-swallowed him and spitted him out on to the beach. And I s'pose Jonah went and washed his clothes, because they were all whaley.

”And then he went to Nineveh and told them to be more better, and they did be.”

And that's all of Jonah.

IV

THE CARPENTER STORY

Once upon a time there was a little boy and he was almost five years old. And there weren't any other children near for him to play with, so he used to play happily all by himself.

He had his cat and his cart and his shovel and his hoe, and he always wore his overalls when he was playing.

They were building a house in a field near that little boy's house; and, one morning, he had heard the sounds of hammers and of mallets all the time he was at breakfast.

So he hurried to get through, and he slipped down from his chair and took off his napkin and he wiped his mouth and he turned to his mother.

She was sitting still, smiling because he was in such a hurry.

”You seem to be in a good deal of a hurry,” she said.

”Yes,” he said, nodding, ”I am. I think I had better go over to the new house.”

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