Part 1 (1/2)

My First Picture Book

by Joseph Martin Kronheim

THE LITTLE OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOE

Once on a time there was a Little Old Woreat forest, and was so large that it served as a house for the Old Lady and all her children, of which she had so many that she did not knohat to do with them

[Illustration: Old Woman with children and Shoe]

But the Little Old Woht of the best way to please her Strong-arm, the eldest, cut down trees for firewood Peter ardener Lizzie er children to read

Now this Little Old Woman had not always lived in a Shoe She and her family had once dwelt in a nice house covered with ivy, and her husband was a wood-cutter, like Strong-are castle beyond the forest, a fierce giant, who one day came and laid their house in ruins with his club; after which he carried off the poor wood-cutter to his castle beyond the forest When the Little Old Woman came home, her house was in ruins and her husband was no where to be seen

[Illustration: Giant holding Wood-cutter]

Night came on, and as the father did not return, the Old Lady and her family went to search for him When they came to that part of the here the Giant had met their father, they saw an i out for their father, but ht that they had better take shelter in the shoe until they could build a new house So Peter and Strong-arm put a roof to it, and cut a door, and turned it into a dwelling Here they all lived happily for ot her husband and his sad fate Strong-arm, who saretched his mother often was about it, proposed to the next eleven brothers that they should go with him and set their father free froth, and would not hear of the atte-arht a dozen sharp swords, and Petershi+elds and helmets, as well as cross-bows and iron-headed arrows They were now quite ready; Strong-arave the order to march, and they started for the forest The next day they ca his brothers in a wood close by, strode boldly up to the entrance, and seized the knocker The door was opened by a funny little boy with a large head, who kept grinning and laughing

[Illustration: Strong-ar-arm then walked boldly across the court-yard, and presently e, who took off his hat and asked hi-arm said he had come to liberate his father, as kept a prisoner by the Giant; on this the little man said he was sorry for him, because the part of the castle in which his father was kept was guarded by a large dragon Strong-ar daunted, soon found the monster, as fast asleep, so he h his heart; at which he ju a loud screa-arood sword had done its work, and the round, dead

[Illustration: Strong-ar much wine, was fast asleep in a re-aron, than up started the funny little boy who had opened the door

He led Strong-arm round to another part of the court-yard, where he saw his poor father, who at once sprung to his feet, and e-arm called up his brothers, and when they had embraced their father, they soon broke his chain and set him free

We must now return to the Little Old Woave way to the rief While she was in this state, an old witch came up to her, and said she would help her, as she hated the Giant, and wished to kill him The Old Witch then took the little Old Lady on her brooht to the Giant's castle

[Illustration: Witch and Lady on brooreat power, and at once afflicted the Giant with corns and tender feet When he awoke froer, so he thought he would go in search of hisshoe, which, like the other one he had in his castle, was easy and large for his foot When he came to the spot where the Old Lady and her children lived, he saw his old shoe, and with a laugh that shook the trees, he thrust his foot into it, breaking through the roof that Strong-arreat alar, scrah the door and the slits which the Giant had formerly made for his corns By this ti-arm, his eleven brother and his father, were co-arm and his brothers shot their arrows at hi-arm went up to him and cut off his head Then the father and the Little Old Woman and all their children built a new house, and lived happily ever afterwards

[Illustration: Strong-ar off Giant's head]

THE BABES IN THE WOOD

A gentleood account In Norfolk dwelt of late, Whose wealth and riches did surmount Most men of his estate

Sore sick he was, and like to die, No help his life could save; His wife by hirave

No love between these tas lost: Each to the other kind; In love they lived, in love they died, And left two babes behind