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STORY XVII HOW THE FAIRY PRINCE WAS CAUGHT
 Aunt Lettie, the nice old lady goat, wanted Lulu and Alice and Jimmie to have a good time, so one day she them up a basket of lunch to take off in the woods and eat. She made some jam tarts—oh, such lovely, flaky ones!—and there were cookies and bread and butter and I don't know what all. I just wish I had that basket of lunch now, don't you? But, of course, we wouldn't want to take it away from the duck children, would we?  
So they started off, and as they passed by Nero, he opened one eye—only one, mind you, and looked at them. And he said: "I am feeling a little hungry, but I don't s'pose you have anything for me."
 
"Yes," said Lulu, "you may have a jam because you saved our house from burning up."
 
So they gave Nero one tart, and he gobbled it up as quickly as you can cross your "t" or dot your "i" when you're writing in school.
 
Pretty soon, well, not so very long, you know, the three duck children came to the woods. Oh, the woods were the nicest place you ever saw!
 
There was a little running in and out among the trees, and it sounded like music when it went over the stones. Well, they sat down on the grass, near a mossy old , and ate their lunch, until there wasn't even so much as a of a jam tart left. They had just gotten through when, all of a sudden, they heard a big noise. It was like some one stamping his feet down and breaking sticks.
 
The duck children were terribly frightened, for they thought maybe it was an elephant or a coming along, but Jimmie through the bushes and whispered to his sisters:
 
"It's a big boy!"
 
"What's he doing?" asked Alice.
 
"I guess he's going fishing," said Lulu, "for he has a fish pole over his shoulder."
 
And, sure enough, that boy was going fishing! He walked on a little farther, stepping on sticks and breaking them, and then he sat down on the edge of the little brook and began to fish. Then the duck children weren't so much afraid, and they watched him.
 
Pretty soon the boy pulled up his line with a jerk, but there wasn't anything on it. Then he said:
 
"Oh, dear! That was a big fish, but he got away."
 
"I'm glad it got away," whispered Alice, "for I don't like to see the poor fish caught."
 
Then, in about two and a , the boy pulled up his pole again, and this time he didn't have anything on the hook, either. So he said again:
 
"Oh, dear me, and an angle worm! That's two big fish that have gotten loose."
 
Then he threw in his line again, and the next time when he pulled it up something came with it. Something wiggily, and black and yellow and red-spotted with wrinkly legs and a long snaky neck and head.
 
"Ker-thump!" it landed on the bank and the boy ran up to it. "Why, I've caught a mud turtle!" he cried.
 
"I am not!" the mud turtle called out............
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