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Famous StoriesThe Sons Of William The Conqueror
There was once a great king of England who was called Wil-l...
A Laconic Answer
Many miles beyond Rome there was a famous country which we ...
King Canute On The Seashore
A hundred years or more after the time of Alfred the Great ...
Socrates And His House
There once lived in Greece a very wise man whose name was S...
The Brave Three Hundred
All Greece was in danger. A mighty army, led by the great K...
There was once a king of Prussia whose name was Frederick W...
The Sword Of Damocles
There was once a king whose name was Di-o-nys'i-us. He was ...
Sir Walter Raleigh
There once lived in England a brave and noble man whose nam...
Whittington And His Cat
The City There was once a little boy whose name was Rich...
King Alfred And The Cakes
Many years ago there lived in Eng-land a wise and good ...
The Miller Of The Dee
Once upon a time there lived on the banks of the River Dee ...
It was a dark Sep-tem-ber morning. There was a storm at sea...
The King And His Hawk
Gen'ghis Khan was a great king and war-rior. He led his ...
There was once a very brave man whose name was John Smith. ...
The Black Douglas
In Scotland, in the time of King Robert Bruce, there lived ...
The Blind Men And The Elephant
There were once six blind men who stood by the road-side ev...
Nearly two thousand years ago there lived in Rome a man who...
Androclus And The Lion
In Rome there was once a poor slave whose name was An'dro-c...
Sir Philip Sidney
A cruel battle was being fought. The ground was covered wit...
The Ungrateful Soldier
Here is another story of the bat-tle-field, and it is much ...
Nearly two thousand years ago there lived in Rome a man whose name was
Julius Cae'sar. He was the greatest of all the Romans.
Why was he so great?
He was a brave warrior, and had con-quered many countries for Rome. He
was wise in planning and in doing. He knew how to make men both love
and fear him.
At last he made himself the ruler of Rome. Some said that he wished to
become its king. But the Romans at that time did not believe in kings.
Once when Cae-sar was passing through a little country village, all the
men, women, and children of the place came out to see him. There were
not more than fifty of them, all together, and they were led by their
may-or, who told each one what to do.
These simple people stood by the roadside and watched Caesar pass. The
may-or looked very proud and happy; for was he not the ruler of this
village? He felt that he was almost as great a man as Caesar himself.
Some of the fine of-fi-cers who were with Caesar laughed. They said,
"See how that fellow struts at the head of his little flock!"
"Laugh as you will," said Caesar, "he has reason to be proud. I would
rather be the head man of a village than the second man in Rome!"
At an-oth-er time, Caesar was crossing a narrow sea in a boat. Before
he was halfway to the farther shore, a storm overtook him. The wind
blew hard; the waves dashed high; the lightning flashed; the thunder
It seemed every minute as though the boat would sink. The captain was
in great fright. He had crossed the sea many times, but never in such
a storm as this. He trembled with fear; he could not guide the boat;
he fell down upon his knees; he moaned, "All is lost! all is lost!"
But Caesar was not afraid. He bade the man get up and take his oars
"Why should you be afraid?" he said. "The boat will not be lost; for
you have Caesar on board."
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