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STORIES FOR BOYS AND GIRLS
By MAX TRELL "UNCLS Punch," said Harid,
the Shadow Girl with the Turned-About Name, to her old friend who was standing by the open window enjoying the sun- shine, "Uncle Punch, would you mind telling me a certain stery Uver again?"
"It was a lovely story," COM- tiqued Hanid, "only I've sort of forgotten it. It was about a house. that you once lived in.
A Colourful Story
-Punch's House Was Always Being Painted-
one of
"You said you used to paint It was always being painted. It it a dozen times a day and was
the most-painted maybe a dozen times a night." houses in the world though, to tell you the truth, I think there "Oh yes," said Mr Punch were many other houses when he had heard this, "I re- were painted just member that house very well. times as mine.
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garden
After reaching the the broom stops again but Rupert is now thoroughly excited at his power to give it orders, and he determines to show his Daddy what he can do. Broomstick ! Now you are here, make yourself *Sweep up all useful." he calls.
the fallen leaves in the garden for my Daddy, to save him the work." All at once there is a flurry of activity with Tabitha joining in. I've "Hi. that's a pile that already collected!" cries Mr. Bear. anxiously. "They're scattering them again !"
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Didn't believe
foxy red. A little later, as the sun shone through the trees, it was painted a pale pink check- ered with green.
"At ten o'clock, it was yellow, and at noon, it was pure, daz- zling white. At four o'clock, half the house was white and the other half was dark.
time "At six o'clock, just in that for the sunset. the house was little many completely gelden, and a
later. it was deep grey.
"Then at night," Uncle Punch went on. "when the moon come up, the house was pale yellow with black checkered leaves from the reof to the cellar.
I remember something else," said Mr Punch, as he gave Hanid a sly glance. “I remember that when I told you "And all through the night, about my much-painted house it kept changing from yellow the first time, you didn't really to white to grey until, finally, believe me."
it went into the pink and rosy red again as the sun shone.
Other colours
"Didn't I, Uncle Punch?" asked Hanid.
"No, you didn't," Mr said.
"Maybe I'll believe time," said Hanid.
Punch
"Of course," said Mr Punch this as Hanid stood listening with
her mouth hali open. were other days when it painted other colours.
"I hope so." said Mr Punch. Then he smiled again and put his arm around Hanid's shoul- der and began again.
A foxy red
"there
Was
"For example, on cloudy days. it was almost always painted a grey and on rainy days, it was
glistening white. On days, it was painted with snow
it windy days,
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"Would you tell me a certain story again?” Hanld asked.
"I see what you mean now," Fad Haniâ. "in sor I said
think it
I didn't believe you. You see," she added. "I didn't was real paint!"
Is it less real?
-Real paint?" repeated Mr Funch. "Do you think the only real peint comes out of a bucket?
Is there anything less real about the paint that comes
the moon, from the sun. sky, the clouds and the trees?"
the
to
Hamid didn't know what to say to this so she said nothing. winter But she was mighty glad
hear the story about the house was that was always being painted,
"Well, early in the morning and on when the sun first came up, painted with swirls of smoke day and night, winter and sun- my house was always painted a from the chimney."
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