By Margaret Mahy
A suite of resourceful and funny tales bargains with an uncle who loves to discuss his adventures, a trip from Aunt Nasty, the kinfolk witch, a lady who doesn't have a kite to fly on Kite Saturday, and different events
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At last the white-haired witch said, "That was just my sister's magic. " She said something the bed became a great wind, 59 >»^ r-"-" ^^^>^ V-^^, which once set off at a terrific speed and flew all the way around the world. But Teddy sat in the middle of his bed and sang nursery rhymes and took no notice at all of the hot or the cold, or the green or the gold, or the pounding, bounding sea. At last the bed came home again, and as it did so, there was the sound of breaking violin strings. The witches had taken their spells off the valley.
And a bright gold ring in her old brown ear. And folk who passed by her they always agreed. That's a queer little, wry little, fierce little, spry little. Utterly strange little woman indeed! " The Witch-Dog There was once a mother whose children had all grown up and were either away at work or married. This mother now had nothing to do but tidy her already tidy house and weed her neat garden. She did not find this very interesting. So, one day, this mother said to her husband, "My her name was Mrs.
Bartelmy. and were gone, the lion Mrs. Bartelmy. It had flowers in his nets mane and smelled of new hay. "Well, never thought to find a cat so much to my liking," said Mrs. Bartelmy. "1 won't have to worry about scaring it when feel fierce. " its 1 1 The lion and Mrs. Bartelmy lived happily ever after. Often have 1 36 M -A I. ^ Ml \ on the doorstep of their pointed house among the sunflowers, singing with all their might: passed them sitting woman who lived on her own Oh, there was an old made from In a little house a smooth white bone.