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Title: Reading and Literature First Reader
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Treadwell, Garuuette Taylor and Margaret Free
Subjects: reading
Publisher: Chicago: Row, Peterson & Company
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University-Idaho

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\Nc^ Soon an old wolf came along.He knocked at the door and said, Little pig, little pig, let me come in. The little pig said,No, no, by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin.I wont let you in. The wolf said, Then Ill huff and Ill puff,and Ill blow your house in.So he huffed and he puffed, and he blew the house in.Then he ate up the little pig. 2 The second . ittle pig met a man with some sticks.He said, Please dve me some sticks, I want to build a house.The man gave the little pig some sticks, and he built a house. Then the old wolf came along. He knocked at the door and said,Little pig, little pig, let me come in. The little pig said,No, no, by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin.I wont let you in.
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y n The wolf said, Then Ill huff and 111 puff,and Fll blow yrir house in.So he huffed and he puffed, and he blew the house in.Then he ate up the little pig. The third little pig met a man with some bricks.He said, Please give me some bricks, I want to build a house/The man gave the little pig some bricks, and he built a house. Then the old wolf came along.He knocked at the door and said, Little pig, little pig, let me come in.The little pig said, No, no, by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin. I wont let you in. 4 Then Ill huff and Ill puff,and Til blow your house in,said the wolf. You may huff and you may puff, but you can not blow my house in,said the little pig. The wolf huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed.But he could not blow the house in. Then the wolf said, Little pig, I know of a fine field of turnips. Where is it? said the pig. Down in the field, said the wolf.Will you go with me?I will call for you in the morning.Then we can get some for dinner. I will be ready,

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