large/1856/grandma_janice_01_librivox_64kb_mp3/grandma_janice_12_various_64kb_32
large/1856/grandma_janice_01_librivox_64kb_mp3/grandma_janice_12_various_64kb
English
1856
That was a wonderful Summer! Near the house where they lived there was a wood, and in the long June evenings the Boy liked to go there after tea to play. THAT WAS A WONDERFUL SUMMER NEAR THE HOUSE WHERE THEY LIVED THERE WAS A WOOD AND IN THE LONG JUNE EVENINGS A BOY LIKED TO GO THERE AFTER TEA TO PLAY
He was wet through with the dew and quite earthy from diving into the burrows the Boy had made for him in the flower bed, and Nana grumbled as she rubbed him off with a corner of her apron. Spring Time "You must have your old Bunny!" she said. "Fancy all that fuss for a toy!" The Boy sat up in bed and stretched out his hands. "Give me my Bunny!" he said. "You mustn't say that. He isn't a toy. He's REAL!" When the little Rabbit heard that he was happy, for he knew that what the Skin Horse had said was true at last. The nursery magic had happened to him, and he was a toy no longer. He was Real. The Boy himself had said it. That night he was almost too happy to sleep, and so much love stirred in his little sawdust heart that it almost burst. And into his boot-button eyes, that had long ago lost their polish, there came a look of wisdom and beauty, so that even Nana noticed it next morning when she picked him up, and said, "I declare if that old Bunny hasn't got quite a knowing expression! THE BOY COULDN'T GO TO SLEEP UNLESS HE WAS THERE HE WAS WET THROUGH WITH THE DEW AND QUITE EARTHY FROM DIVING INTO THE BURROWS THE BOY HAD MADE FOR HIM IN THE FLOWER BED AND NANA GRUMBLED AS SHE RUBBED HIM OFF WITH THE CORNER OF HER APRON YOU MUST HAVE YOUR OLD BUNNY SHE SAID FANCY ALL THAT FUSS FOR A TOY THE BOY SAT UP IN BED AND STRETCHED OUT HIS HANDS GIVE ME MY BUNNY HE SAID YOU MUSTN'T SAY THAT HE ISN'T A TOY HE'S REAL WHEN THE LITTLE RABBIT HEARD THAT HE WAS HAPPY FOR HE KNEW THAT WHAT THE SKIN HORSE HAD SAID WAS TRUE AT LAST THE NURSERY MAGIC HAD HAPPENED TO HIM AND HE WAS A TOY NO LONGER HE WAS REAL THE BOY HIMSELF HAD SAID IT NIGHT HE WAS ALMOST TOO HAPPY TO SLEEP AND SO MUCH LOVE STIRRED IN HIS LITTLE SAWDUST HEART THAT IT ALMOST BURST AND INTO HIS BOOT BUTTON EYES THAT HAD LONG AGO LOST THEIR POLISH THERE CAME A LOOK OF WISDOM AND BEAUTY SO THAT EVEN NANA NOTICED IT NEXT MORNING WHEN SHE PICKED HIM UP AND SAID I DECLARE IF THAT OLD BUNNY HASN'T GOT QUITE A KNOWING EXPRESSION
large/1856/grandma_janice_01_librivox_64kb_mp3/grandma_janice_12_various_64kb
file
download/librilight/large/1856/grandma_janice_01_librivox_64kb_mp3/grandma_janice_12_various_64kb.flac