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The King and the Gooseherd
Long ago, in a land across the sea, there
lived a good
king, who loved books more than anything else
in
the world.
One morning he was out walking in the
country,
where he had gone on holiday for a few days.
As the
sun was very hot, he stopped and sat down to
rest
under a tree. He took a book out of his
pocket and
tried to read it but, as he was very tired, he soon fell
asleep.
When the king awoke, it was past noon. He
rose,
picked up his cane, and started for home. He
had
alkedamile or more, when he suddenly rememb
a book. He felt for it in his pockets, but
could not
ind it. He had left it under the tree.
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| The King and the Gooseherd |
to be continued.........
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