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قراءة كتاب Stories of the Saints by Candle-Light
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Stories of the Saints by Candle-Light
STORIES OF THE SAINTS
BY CANDLE-LIGHT
BY
VERA C. BARCLAY
THE FAITH PRESS, LTD.
LONDON: THE FAITH HOUSE, 22, BUCKINGHAM ST.,
CHARING CROSS, W.C. 2
THE MEMORY OF
SIXER FRANK SPARKS
AND
SECOND BOB SMITH
TWO FAITHFUL CUBS OF THE "CARDINAL'S OWN" PACK
THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED BY THEIR OLD WOLF.
R.I.P.
CONTENTS
NINE DAYS IN CAMP, AND NINE STORIES BY CANDLE-LIGHT
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STORIES OF THE SAINTS
BY CANDLE-LIGHT
NINE DAYS IN CAMP, AND NINE STORIES BY CANDLE-LIGHT
About this Book
So that they may more easily go over those days their Old Wolf has written down all about them in this book. Perhaps other Cubs will like to come away, in imagination, to that fair, green island, and so have a share in the nine days.
Now, one of the very "special things" about those days in camp were the candle-light stories which the Cubs listened to every night, seated in a big, happy pile, pyjama-clad, on their palliasses. All day they used to look forward to those stories, and sometimes, in the middle of a shrimping expedition, or a paddling party, one or another would remark, "Story to-night, boys!" and turn his thumbs up to show he was pleased at the thought. And so you will find the candle-light stories, too, in this book; and remember that all the stories in this book are true—both those about the Cubs and those about the Saints.
THE FIRST DAY
Now I've joined a Wolf Cub Pack;
And I only know
That I want to go
To camp—to camp—to camp!
Oh, I long to set off marching
With my kit-bag on my back.
Let the great big world keep on turning round,
Now I've joined a Wolf Cub Pack!
Then someone yelled "Are we down-hearted?" and the Cubs yelled "No!" so loudly that Akela thought she would be deafened for life.
Presently the train ran out into the country, and plodded along between woods and fields. And the early morning sun shone brightly, and the sky was very blue. The country, the country! And, very soon, the sea! There were some of them who had never been to the country, and "Spongey," the youngest of the party, had never even been in a real train.
"Talk about hot!" said someone, panting, when the train had thundered on for about an hour. And, my word, it was hot! Besides, there were blacks and dust, and everyone began to get very grimy—specially the people who were eating bread-and-jam and sticky fruit, and the people who had to crawl under the seat to pick up things that had got lost.
"Never mind," said Akela, "we shall be in the sea this evening, and then we shall be cool."
That started everyone jumping for joy again, of course.
Presently the train passed Arundel Castle—its white towers and turrets and battlements rising up amidst the dark green woods like an enchanted castle in the days of knights and fairies—and the Cubs learnt that there are castles in real life as well as in story-books.
After that they began looking out of the window to see who would be the first one to catch sight of the sea. "Bunny" was the first to, and his friend Bert, the Senior Sixer, came a close second.
At last the train got to