THE STORY OF PETER PAN

THE STORY OF PETER PAN

by Daniel Stephen O'Connor
     
 
CONTENTS


PART I EARLY DAYS
PART II THE NEVER-NEVER-NEVER LAND
PART III THE MERMAIDS' LAGOON
PART IV THE UNDERGROUND HOME
PART V THE PIRATE SHIP
PART VI HOME, SWEET HOME




LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS


WITH THE SPRING COMES WENDY _colour-plate_

Overview

CONTENTS


PART I EARLY DAYS
PART II THE NEVER-NEVER-NEVER LAND
PART III THE MERMAIDS' LAGOON
PART IV THE UNDERGROUND HOME
PART V THE PIRATE SHIP
PART VI HOME, SWEET HOME




LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS


WITH THE SPRING COMES WENDY _colour-plate_
WITH MICHAEL SITTING ON HER BACK _colour-plate_
THE SHADOW HELD ON BEAUTIFULLY
WENDY GENTLY KISSED HIS CHEEK _colour-plate_
AWAY THEY FLOATED
SLIGHTLY WAS DANCING MERRILY WITH AN OSTRICH _colour-plate_
"THE CROCODILE! THE CROCODILE!"
THE INDIANS CREPT SILENTLY UP
THE LOST BOYS KNELT BEFORE HER _colour-plate_
SHE WAS COMBING HER LONG TRESSES
SHE SLIPPED OUT OF HIS GRASP
A FIERCE FIGHT ENSUED
SPREADING HIS COAT TO THE WIND, HE SAILED MERRILY _colour-plate_
SEIZED BY ONE OF THE SWARTHY RUFFIANS
HE PERCEIVED TINKER BELL IN HIS GLASS _colour-plate_
THE PIRATE SHIP
"THAT MAN IS MINE!" _colour-plate_
RIGHT INTO THE JAWS OF THE CROCODILE!
NURSE TO THE PAPOOSES!
HE WOULD LIVE IN THE KENNEL TILL HIS CHILDREN'S RETURN




PART I EARLY DAYS


[Illustration: music score]

LULLABY

Gold-en slum-bers kiss your eyes,
Smiles a-wake you when you rise, Sleep, pret-ty dar-ling,
do not cry, And I will sing a lul-la-by.

In one of the nicest nurseries in the world there were beds for three
young people called John Napoleon, and Wendy Moira Angela, and
Michael, the children of Mr. and Mrs. Darling. The nursery was wide
and airy, with a large window, and a bright fire with a high
fire-guard round it, and a big clock, and prettily-coloured
nursery-rhyme pictures over the walls. It was in many ways a most
interesting household. For one thing, although there was a pretty
little parlour-maid called Liza, the children were bathed and dressed
by a big dog called Nana, whose kennel was kept in the nursery.

On the evening on which our story begins, Nana was dozing peacefully
by the fireside, with her head between her paws. Mr. and Mrs. Darling
were getting ready to go out to dinner and Nana was to be left in sole
charge of the children. Presently the clock went off with a whirr, and
struck--one, two, three, four, five, six--time to begin to put the
children to bed.

Nana got up, and stretched herself, and carefully switched on the
electric light. You would have been surprised to see how cleverly she
managed to do that with her mouth. Then she turned the bedclothes
neatly down and hung the little pyjamas over the fire-guard. She then
trotted up to the bathroom and turned on the water; after feeling it
with her paw to make sure that it was not too hot, she went off to
look for Michael, who, being the youngest of the three children, must
go to bed first. She returned immediately with him sitting astride on
her back as though she were a pony. Michael, of course, did not want
to be bathed, but Nana was firm and, taking him to the bathroom, shut
the door so that he should not be in a draught. Then Mrs. Darling came
to peep at him as he splashed about in the nice warm water.

Whilst Mrs. Darling was in the nursery she heard a wee noise outside
the window, as a tiny figure, no bigger than a little boy, tried the
window-latch, and vanished suddenly at her cry of surprise. She flung
the window open, but there was nothing to be seen, nothing but the dim
roofs of the neighbouring houses, and the deep blue sky above. She
began to frighten herself with eerie bogie tales, for the same thing
had happened the day before, when Nana had gone to the window and shut
it down so quickly that she had cut off the boy's shadow. Mrs. Darling
had found it in Nana's mouth, and had carefully folded it and put it
away. But she soon felt reassured when her children came in together
in answer to her call. John Napoleon and Wendy were playing at their
favourite game of being Father and Mother, and Mrs. Darling's
beautiful face beamed with delight as she listened to them. Suddenly,
in rushed Mr. Darling, very much excited because he could not
fasten his evening tie (evening ties are difficult things to fasten,
you know). Mrs. Darling easily managed that for him, and he was soon
skipping about the room with Michael on his back, dropping him finally
into his bed with a big "bump-ah!"----

Product Details

ISBN-13:
2940014347341
Publisher:
SAP
Publication date:
05/21/2012
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
31 KB
Age Range:
6 - 8 Years

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