Clara Doty Bates (Клара Доути Бейтс)

The Little Brown Owl

The little brown owl sits up in the Tree,
And if you look well
His big eyes you may see.
He says Whit a whoo, when the night grows dark,
And he hears the dogs
and the little foxes bark.

1. The Gold-Spinner
2. Jack and the Bean-Stalk
3. Dick Whittington and His Cat
4. Foolish Bobolink
5. Camping Out

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