IN STORY-LAND.

BY ELIZABETH HARRISON,

Principal of the Chicago Kindergarten College.

Fifth Edition.

THE SIGMA PUBLISHING CO.
10 Van Buren St.,
Chicago, Ill.
210 Pine St.,
St. Louis, Mo.

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the 1895, by ELIZABETH HARRISON, In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.

Press of Nixon-Jones Printing Co., 215 Pine St., St. Louis.
Binders: Becktold & Co., St. Louis.

I LOVINGLY DEDICATE THIS BOOK TO MY FRIEND,
Kate Tiffany Richardson,
who, from childhood, through girlhood, far into womanhood, illumined my
life with a radiant love and sympathy that made every ideal seem
possible, and with whose four little children I have many a time
journeyed into STORY-LAND.

Elizabeth Harrison.
Chicago, Ill.

PREFACE.

It is not expected that the stories in this book will be told in their present form to Kindergarten children, as experience has shown that each Kindergartner must modify her story to suit the needs and capacities of her children, and must learn to take from any story just so much as may be helpful to her in creating a fresh story for the occasion. It is hoped, however, that they may serve the mother in her home reading with her group of children, and also that my colaborers in primary and second grade schools may sometimes use them for Friday afternoon readings.

NOTE TO SECOND EDITION.

A friendly critic has suggested that I add "One story a day is enough for a child." This is certainly the case if the story is to make any deep or lasting impression.

E. H.

CONTENTS.

LITTLE BETA AND THE LAME GIANT.
THE LINE OF GOLDEN LIGHT; OR, THE LITTLE BLIND SISTER.
PRINCE HARWEDA AND THE MAGIC PRISON.
THE LITTLE GRAY GRANDMOTHER; OR, THE ENCHANTED MIRROR.
LITTLE BLESSED-EYES; OR, THE FAIRY'S BIRTHDAY GIFT.
THE FAIR WHITE CITY; OR, A STORY OF THE PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE.
THE LOVING CUP WHICH WAS MADE OF IRON.
HANS AND THE FOUR BIG GIANTS.
STORY OF THE SMALL GREEN CATERPILLAR AND THE BEAUTIFUL WHITE
THE DISCONTENTED MILL WINDOW.
THE STRANGE STORY OF A WONDERFUL SEA-GOD.
THE VISION OF DANTE.

Stories of Heroes.
HOW LITTLE CEDRIC BECAME A KNIGHT.
STORY OF CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS FOR LITTLE CHILDREN.
A STORY OF DECORATION DAY FOR THE LITTLE CHILDREN OF TO-DAY.

Books by the Same Author.

Works by Denton J. Snider

LITTLE BETA AND THE LAME GIANT.

Near the top of a high, high mountain there lived a great giant. He was a very wonderful giant indeed. From the door of his rocky cave he could look into the distance and see for miles and miles over the surrounding country, even to the point where the land touched the great ocean, yet so clearly that he could observe the smile or the frown on a child's face three miles away. More wonderful still, he could look through the darkest cloud which ever covered the sky and see the sun still shining beyond and above it. And then his hands! Oh how I wish you could have seen his hands! They were so large and strong. Such wonderful hands, too! With them he could lift up a rock as big as this room and set it to one side. Sometimes his fingers could make the sweetest kind of music come from a crude violin which he had fashioned for himself.

Then, too, he knew so much, and he knew it well. I don't believe that ten of the wisest men that our universities ever sent out could have told you such extraordinary things. He knew all about every plant which grew on the mountain, and just where the rich mines of gold and silver were hidden inside the mountain. He could have pointed out to you which pebbles could be polished into emeralds and topazes and sapphires and which were worthless. Had you asked him he could have taken you to the secret spring from which flowed the sparkling stream of healing waters, sought by all the sick folks in the country round. He was such a wonderful giant that it would take me the whole day to tell you of all the things which he could do—but—he was lame and somehow could never get down the mountain to where the ordinary mortal lived. So for ages he had been alone upon his mountain top, seeing all the people below him, loving them with all his heart,