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This fish took his knife aud cut one by one my delicate fibers, the 



big fish put me into his bag and the fish took me on land and bleached 



me and put me into a box and nurse bought the box with myself in it, 

 and that is how I came here." 



The Story of a Pebble, by Miriam Fuller, Age 7. 



I was once a piece of a large rock by the side of a river. 



There were some large cracks in the rock and the water ran into 

 them. 



When it was with winter the water froze, and as water when freez- 

 ing grows larger the ice split the rock in two, and little pieces broke off 

 and fell into the stream, and I was one of them. The stream carried me 

 along a little way then threw me on the bank. 



A great many years afterwards the stream changed its bed and took 

 me on to the sea. 



The Story of a Pebble, by Clement Niles Standish, Age, 8 



A great many years as^o I lived with my father and mother. One 

 day a storm came and it washed against me and before I knew anything 

 I was on the sand. I felt very rough but my brothers and sisters were 

 smooth and I thought I would like to be smooth like them. 



Years went by and I began to grow smaller and smaller. Then I felt 

 of myself and I was smooth. I was washed ashore. 



One day I was lying there a little girl picked me up and threw me 

 into the water thinking that I was not pretty enough. In two or three days 

 she came and picked me up again and took me home. 



Fig. 23a. 



