Saturday, December 5, 2009

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Autumn bore rich fruit. The birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them. "How happy we are here!" they cried to each other. One day the Giant came back. He had been to visit his friend the Cornish ogre and had stayed with him for seven years. After the seven years were over he had said all that he had to say for his conversation was limited and he determined to return to his own castle. When he arrived he saw the children playing in the garden. "What are you doing there?" he cried in a very gruff voice and the children ran away. "My own garden is my own garden " said the Giant; "any one can understand that and I will allow nobody to play in it but myself. " So he.
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