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Three Men Of Gotham
There is a town in England called Go-tham, and many merry s...

Whittington And His Cat
The City There was once a little boy whose name was Rich...

Sir Philip Sidney
A cruel battle was being fought. The ground was covered wit...

The Ungrateful Guest
Among the soldiers of King Philip there was a poor man who ...

King Canute On The Seashore
A hundred years or more after the time of Alfred the Great ...

The Ungrateful Soldier
Here is another story of the bat-tle-field, and it is much ...

How Napoleon Crossed The Alps
About a hundred years ago there lived a great gen-er-al who...

The White Ship
King Henry, the Handsome Scholar, had one son, named Willia...

The Inchcape Rock
In the North Sea there is a great rock called the Inch-cape...

Other Wise Men Of Gotham
One day, news was brought to Gotham that the king was comin...

Diogenes The Wise Man
At Cor-inth, in Greece, there lived a very wise man whose n...

The Barmecide Feast
There was once a rich old man who was called the Bar-me-cid...

Grace Darling
It was a dark Sep-tem-ber morning. There was a storm at sea...

Cornelia's Jewels
It was a bright morning in the old city of Rome many hundre...

The Story Of William Tell
The people of Swit-zer-land were not always free and happy ...

He Never Smiled Again
The bark that held the prince went down, The sweep...

Socrates And His House
There once lived in Greece a very wise man whose name was S...

Sir Humphrey Gilbert
More than three hundred years ago there lived in England a ...

The Brave Three Hundred
All Greece was in danger. A mighty army, led by the great K...

Many years ago there was a poor gentleman shut up in one of...


Here is another story of the bat-tle-field, and it is much like the
one which I have just told you.

Not quite a hundred years after the time of Sir Philip Sidney there
was a war between the Swedes and the Danes. One day a great battle was
fought, and the Swedes were beaten, and driven from the field. A
soldier of the Danes who had been slightly wounded was sitting on the
ground. He was about to take a drink from a flask. All at once he
heard some one say,--

"O sir! give me a drink, for I am dying."

It was a wounded Swede who spoke. He was lying on the ground only a
little way off. The Dane went to him at once. He knelt down by the
side of his fallen foe, and pressed the flask to his lips.

"Drink," said he, "for thy need is greater than mine."

Hardly had he spoken these words, when the Swede raised himself on his
elbow. He pulled a pistol from his pocket, and shot at the man who
would have be-friend-ed him. The bullet grazed the Dane's shoulder,
but did not do him much harm.

"Ah, you rascal!" he cried. "I was going to befriend you, and you
repay me by trying to kill me. Now I will punish you. I would have
given you all the water, but now you shall have only half." And with
that he drank the half of it, and then gave the rest to the Swede.

When the King of the Danes heard about this, he sent for the soldier
and had him tell the story just as it was.

"Why did you spare the life of the Swede after he had tried to kill
you?" asked the king.

"Because, sir," said the soldier, "I could never kill a wounded

"Then you deserve to be a no-ble-man," said the king. And he
re-ward-ed him by making him a knight, and giving him a noble title.



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