Eight Stories for Isabel

This Ship is carried along by the wind, which blows against her white sails, which you can see all spread from the mast.
Her hull sits on the water and slides along throwing the waves on each side.
This is the picture of a Well.
Did you ever hear of the giddy Girl who fell into the well, and of naughty John Green who threw the poor puss into the well, and of good Jack Stout who took her out? You can read their story in many books.
This is the picture of a very strong Arm, holding a great hammer. It is such arms as this that do all the most useful
Puss is seeing her pretty face in the looking-glass. Perhaps she will wash her face in the bowl that stands by her side.
Cats are not fond of dogs. Her tail will puff out as big as your arm, when she sees one.
God made the Cow, the Cow gives milk, the
woman makes butter and cheese from the milk, and Children eat butter, and cheese, and milk. Cows cannot read but you must read.
Here is a white Horse, with his black mane and long tail. He trots in the chaise, he walks with the tracks and the carts, and he canters and gallops in the saddle.