THE DONKEY THAT LIVES IN A CASTLE. 



Many years ago we lived in 

 the Isle of Wight, England. 

 About eight miles from our 

 house was Carisbrooke Castle. 

 In the castle lived a handsome 

 old donkey, whose name was 

 Jack. He had lived in that 

 grand old place for nearly thirty 

 years. In the castle is a very 

 deep well. Perhajjs you will 

 guess now why Jack lived in 

 the castle. The well is tin-ee 

 hundred feet deep, and I don't 

 believe we should ever have 

 tasted that bright, sparkling- 

 water if it hadn't been for good 

 olci Jack's help. 



He just steps into a larg'e 

 windlass-wheel. Patter, 

 patter go his little hoofs 

 for a minute or two. 

 He turns the big wheel, 

 and up comes a bucket 

 full of the best w'ater you 

 ever tasted. 



Then Jack comes 

 out of the cjreat 



