1961-01-14 — Page 4

STORIES FOR BOYS AND GIRLS

By MAX TRELL

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had taken Knarf, Shedays Boy with the Turned About Ñame, a long time to do it. But now, at last, the job was finished!

This is what Knari had done. He had trained a Mouse to allow him to ride on its back.

Knarf Turns Teacher

-Hanid Gets Taken For A Wild Ride-

Mouse and a "I ride him every night,"

He called his said Knarf,

bridle for the pair of stirrups. Riding-Mouse, Flip.

"But when do you ride him?" He had made a saddle and a Knart's sister Hanid asked him.

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Wich-Sailor: Sam realises that hishman anixty bas so suddenly bees removed be forgets how tired" he is, add waving the paper in: that air, be dancès, a little hompipe in his delight. So it's not lost. It's not lost!" be laughs as he about." This may make

my firtimes yet.

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the best of it. Just think what we've done to Black Pedro, He's got the iron box without the key. I'd give a lot to How lovely 1 ate his face when he chisels it open and finds it empty! Come cn/ Rupert! That was start work! You've changed everything for me I' RESERVED

Flip a smitch of cheese, strap- ped on his saddle and stirrups and fixed the bridle.

Then Knarf mounted on Flip's back.

Where to?

"Where do you want to go riding?" Knarf asked.

"Where?" asked Hanid, "Sometimes in the cellar," "Let's just ride in the cellar," said Knart, "and sometimes in said Hanid, climbing up behind

It's fun."

him. "I don't want to ride too the attic.

"I wish I had a Mouse to far on my first trip." ride," said Hanid enviously.

Room for two "I'll tell you what I'll do." said Knarf. There's plenty of zcom on Flip's back for both cf us."

Hanid said she would be de- lighted to go.

So that night, as soon as the lights were out and everyone in the house was asleep Knart said to Hanid that it was time for them to go for a Mouse- back ride.

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At the end of the house, be hind the kitchen and behind the pantry and behind the laundry and behind an trunk and in a little hole in the wall, was Flip's stall.

Knarf whistled and called

"Come here, Flip." Then out pranced Flip.

"Giddap, Flip!" Knarf said. For the first few minutes it was wonderful. Flip pranced and trotted across the hall on tre way to the cellar steps.

But they never reached the cellar! For just as they were drawing near the cellar door, out sprang the Cat!

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"Where do you want to go?”

Knarf asked Banid

dodging around barrels and old shoes and a dusty old grand- father clock.

The Cat kept corging right be- hind.

Hanid

Hanid held on to Knarf with Flip turned and scampered all her might. She had never through the laundry and expected a ride like this. through the kitchen. The Cat And then, just as the Cat was raced after him.

reaching out to grab Flip, Flip "Hold on!" Knarf said to tripped over an old pin- Hanid. "This Cat will

Knarf and never cushion. catch us! Faster! Faster, Flip!" went rolling head over heels. Cat stumbled and went Flip came to a flight of stairs The and sprang up the steps fast bumping into a pile of books. as lightning.

When they looked up again, Up, up, up they went, past the dining room,

the Mouse was gone and the was sadly rubbing her past the bedroom, up another Cat

nose. flight of steps!

"Wasn't that ride?" Knarf said.

"T'd rather ride on

softly:

2 wonderful

Knarf gave him a rub-down

a real

In the attic They reached the attic. Flip

with a tiny brush (it had once defied this way and that way horse," said Hanid. "A real been a toothbrush which no over the boxes and bundles of horse can never be chased by one wanted any more), gave' papërs and piles of books, a Cat!"

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