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The Finest Story in the World, Rudyard Kipling. Under the Deodars, Rudyard Kipling. An Habitation Enforced, Rudyard Kipling. Plain Tales from the Hills, Rudyard Kipling. The Light that Failed, Rudyard Kipling. Wee Willie Winkie, Rudyard Kipling. Baa Baa Black Sheep, Rudyard Kipling. Captains Courageous, Rudyard Kipling. They, Rudyard Kipling. The Brushwood Boy, Rudyard Kipling.

"I could kill the bear while you are talking about it," said the miller's son. Every one had something to say, but at last it was all settled and the miller's son with the mayor's sword by his side and his own gun in his hand was just slipping into the wood when out walked the old white sheep! "Baa, baa," she cried, as if to ask, "Pray tell me what the stir's about. Baa, baa!"

"That is true," cried the black-bearded man, "keep them quiet or the police will herd them in like sheep, like little sheep, baa, baa, baa, baa!" "The police!" shouted a voice in reply, "who cares for the police?" A yell of derisive assent rose in response. "Be quiet!" besought Rosenblatt again. He was at his wits' end.

Wrapped in his warm fur overcoat, Uncle Wiggily once more started off over the fields and through the woods. He had not gone very far before he heard a queer sort of crying noise, like: "Baa! Baa! Baa!" "Ha! That sounds like a little lost lamb," said the bunny uncle, "only there are no little lambs out this time of year. I'll take a look. It may be some one in trouble, whom I can help."

Beelzebub, as the Turner mother had christened the mischievous brute, had been placed in the wrong stall and Beelzebub was making for freedom. He gave another triumphant baa as he swept between Dolph's legs and through the gate, and, with an answering chorus, the silly sheep sprang to their feet and followed. A sheep hates water, but not more than he loves a leader, and Beelzebub feared nothing.

The boys crept from place to place; Dick called the goat's name softly at all outhouses and enclosures, and won a response after a search of over a quarter of an hour, Butts's familiar 'baa' answering from the interior of a stable in a back yard.

The man, having released the ewe, who went back to the flock with an inane baa which reminded a scattered score of other ewes to do the same, now turned his attention to the problem of carrying the little stranger. As this visitation was entirely unlooked-for, he had not brought the lamb-bag along, so he had to find some other way.

"That was a good speech," said Louis, and we shook hands with these two white-hearted friends, and they also passed on out of sight, leaving me still at the mercy of the coming. It seemed to me there could be nothing more to come, when a loud "baa, baa" started us, and Ben appeared, leading the whitest little lamb you ever saw.

Afterwards in the story Baa, Baa, Black Sheep, Kipling told the tragic experience of two Anglo-Indian children when separated from their parents. If it is true that this story is largely autobiographical, the separation must have been a trying ordeal in Kipling's childhood. Later he spent several years at Westward Ho, Devonshire, in a school conducted mainly for the sons of Indian officials.

"No," said the doctor sharply; "I'll be hanged if you can be, Frank, my lad." "And so say I," chimed in the professor. "How in the world can you go as a black?" "Bah!" cried Frank. "What does Baa! mean?" said the professor. "Black sheep?" "Nonsense! Ask Morris if it would not be as easy as easy to tinge one's skin to any depth, from a soft brown to black." "Won't do," said the professor.