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Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle
Once upon a time there was a little girl called Lucie, who lived at a farm called Little-Town.
She was a good little girl --only she was always losing her pockethandkerchiefs!
"I've lost my pocket-handkin! Three handkins and a pinny! Have YOU seen them, Tabby Kitten?"
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so Lucie asked a speckled hen -"Sally Henny-penny, have YOU found three pocket-handkins?"
But the speckled hen ran into a barn, clucking "I go barefoot, barefoot, barefoot!"
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and he flew over a stile and away. (stile: steps to climb up and over a fence)
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Lucie climbed upon the stile and looked up at the hill behind Little-Town,
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a hill
that goes up up
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And a great way up the hillside she thought she saw some white things spread upon the grass.
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Lucie scrambled up the hill as fast as her short legs would carry her.
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Someone had stood a tin can upon a stone to catch the water --
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The path ended under a big rock. The grass was short and green,
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and there were clothes-props cut from bracken stems, (a type of fern)
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with lines of plaited rushes, (braided reeds) and a heap of tiny clothes pins --
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but no
pockethandkerchiefs! (kerchief- cover of the head)
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Lucie opened the door: and what do you think was there inside the hill?--
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and the pots and pans were small, and so was everything there.
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Her print gown was tucked up, and she was wearing a large apron
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twinkle, twinkle;
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--"Oh yes,
And if you please'm; my name is Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle;
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oh yes if you please'm, I'm an excellent clear-starcher!" (starch makes clothes stiff and wrinkle free)
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And she took something out of the clothes-basket, and spread it on the ironing-blanket.
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"Oh no, if you please'm; that's a little scarlet waist-coat belonging to Cock Robin!
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"Oh no, if you please'm; that's a damask table-cloth belonging to Jenny Wren; (a cloth from Damascus, Syria)
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Look how it's stained with currant wine! It's very bad to wash!" said Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
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Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle ironed it, and goffered it, (to iron frills and ruffles) and shook out the frills.
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"And what are those long yellow things with fingers like gloves?"
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-look how she's worn the heels out with scratching in the yard!
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"Oh no, if you please'm; that one belongs to old Mrs. Rabbit; and it DID so smell of onions!
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"They're little dicky shirt-fronts (detachable protective cloth) belonging to Tom Titmouse
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"Oh those are woolly coats belonging to the little lambs at Skelghyl." (a small country town in England)
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small brown coats of mice; and one velvety black moleskin waist-coat;
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and a petticoat, not marked, that had gone lost in the washing
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and at last
the basket was empty!
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Then Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle made tea --a cup for herself and a cup for Lucie.
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They sat before the fire on a bench and looked sideways at one another.
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Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle's hand, holding the tea-cup, was very very brown,
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When they had finished tea, they tied up the clothes in bundles;
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and Lucie's pockethandkerchiefs were folded up inside her clean pinny, and fastened with a silver safety-pin.
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And then they made up the fire with turf, and came out and locked the door,
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All the way down the path little animals came out of the fern (bushes) to greet them.
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The first that they met were Peter Rabbit and Benjamin Bunny!
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and all the little animals and birds were so very much obliged to dear Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
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and then she turned to say "Good-night, and to thank the washer-woman.
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running
running up the hill
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--and where was her white frilled cap? and her shawl? and her gown?
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And HOW small she had grown -- and HOW brown --and covered with PRICKLES!
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(Now some people say that little Lucie had been asleep upon the stile.
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But then how could she have found three clean pocket-handkins,
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and a pinny,
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And besides I have seen that door into the back of the hill called Cat Bells.
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The End
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