&&000 LAIDLAW BROTHERS   (1960)   3RD GRADE        LAI9603R.ASC
DOORWAYS TO ADVENTURE by Harold G. Shane and Kathleen B. Hester
Source: Columbia TC xerox, scan edit by DPH  June 3, 1993

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Years later, when the war was over, =James
=Tyler was at a meeting. =Indians and white
men were there. Mr =Tyler told the story of
the latchstring. He told of how the war party
of Indians had left his home when they found
that the latchstring was out.

Suddenly an old chief got to his feet.  I was
one of these Indians,  he said.  We came at
night. We mean to burn house. Take cows
and horses.

 But we find latchstring out. We say, We
no burn this house. These people our friends!
They believe in =Great =Spirit. 



=Aladdin ran to his mother. He told her how
the magician had left him in the mountain.
He told her how the slave of the lamp came
when the lamp was rubbed. He showed his
mother the gold he had in his pockets.

 The lamp is magic!  his mother said.
 That is why the bad magician wanted to
have it. We must be sure that he does not
get the lamp. I do not think that he was
really your uncle. He just wanted to have
you find the lamp for him. 



Just then the =King's beautiful little girl
came in through the door from the garden.
She had been crying.  Oh, =Father,  she said,
 did you see our garden? Have you seen our
poor little flowers? What has happened to
them? They are so ugly now. 

The little girl ran up to =Midas.  No! No! 
he cried.  Do not come near me! Go away! 
But it was too late. Before the king could
stop her the little girl had touched him!
Before his very eyes she had turned into a
cold, hard, golden statue.

Before you go, I give three horses to you, 
the chief went on.  I make sure you have no
trouble in my country. I hope you and
golden-hair girl be happy in new home where
the sun go down. 

Doctor =Dean was glad to hear the chief say
that the wagons could go. He was sure that
the chief would see that no one stopped the
white men.



Doctor =Dean and the =Indian Chief

It was a warm night in summer. None of
the children wanted to go to bed.

 Tell us a story, =Grandfather,  they said.
 Tell us the story of how the =Indian chief
wanted our great-grandmother to be the wife
of his son. 

 What?  said =Grandfather.  Do you want
to hear that old story once again? 

 Oh, yes,  the children cried.  We can
never hear it often enough. Tell it again. 

Master =Till was walking along a country
road. He was hungry. It seemed that he was
always hungry! He came to a turn in the
road. There before him was a beautiful
castle. It was the home of a prince.

Till went up to the door of the castle. He
said that he was a great painter, and he asked
to see the prince. The soldier at the door let
Till go inside the castle where he met the
prince.

Master =Till said that he would paint a
beautiful picture of the prince.  I will use
only the finest colors,  said =Till.  And people
will come from far and near to see how great
you look in your fine clothes. 



Then one summer day in =1807 =Fulton was
ready for a trip up the river with the
=Clermont. Many people came to the river to
see the fun. Some watched from housetops.
Others pushed away from the shore in little
boats.

Shortly after noon, =Robert =Fulton started
his steamboat. All the people stopped talking
and were quiet. Would this strange boat run?
Or would it blow sky high?

The wheels turned. The =Clermont moved
out on the river. Then it stopped still in the
water. All the people laughed. The boat
would not move.

 What did we tell you?  someone called.


One day a little =Indian boy was looking for
fruit to eat. He looked in the bushes near the
foot of the =Great =Mountains. To his surprise
he heard something cry out. Soon he saw a
large, young bird. It was an eagle! The eagle
was still too small to fly.

As he came near the bird, =Waukewa saw
that something was wrong with it. One of
its wings looked queer. The boy saw that the
eagle had fallen from its nest. His eyes were
kind as he said,  =Little eagle, did you break
your wing when you fell? 



We will be happy to have you stay here, 
the white birds said.  Look in the water, 
they told him.  You will see that you are
the most beautiful of us all. 

The ugly duckling looked at the water.
And what did he see?

The ugly duckling had grown into a pretty
white swan!

Soon little children came to the garden.
They had corn and pieces of bread for the
swans.

 Look!  the children said.  There is a new
swan. He is the most beautiful swan of all! 

For the first time the ugly duckling had
made some friends.

He said,  When I was the ugly duckling,
I never thought that I could be so happy.