He had painted two of the church, three of the vicarage, two of the post office, three of the forge, and one of his own signal box. Pott would paint a picture, very small and detailed. Sometimes he was cheated (but not often) and would mutter sadly as he rode away-"Fox been at the eggs again." At each home or hostelry, he would unscrew the roof of a little house and count out the contents into his bag.
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Pott, on his bicycle, would make a tour of the village, armed with a screw driver and a small black bag. With the fret saw he would make collecting boxes for the Railway Benevolent Fund these were shaped like little houses, and he made them from old cigar boxes, and none of, his houses was alike. He loved his fellow creatures almost as much as he loved his trains. Pott was a good man, very kind and gentle. To while away the long hours between trains, he had his fret saw, his stamp collection, and a well-thumbed copy of the Bible, which sometimes he would read aloud. He had there his kettle, his oil lamps, his plush-covered table, and his broken-springed railway armchair. Pott's small, lonely signal box was almost a home-from-home. After the train passed, the night would be quiet again and foxes, hares, and rabbits could cross the line with safety and nightingales would sing in the wood. Only at certain times of the year were they in any real danger, and that was when the early dusk (the time they liked to sally forth) coincided with the passing of the last train from Hatter's Cross. Pott had always been anxious about these creatures: the single track ran through a wood, and in the half-light, the badgers would trundle out, sniffing their way across the ties. Pott was a railway man who had lost his leg on the railway: he lost it at dusk one evening on a lonely stretch of line-not through carelessness-but by saving the life of a badger. Platter, for quite another reason, who copied Mr. Pott who started it all, quietly and happily for his own amusement and it was the businesslike Mr. The third (which nobody knew about) was at Quilter's End and made with shoe boxes: it belonged to a little girl called Agnes Mercy Foster, and it did not have a name. Another was at Went-le-Craye, called Ballyhoggin, and belonged to Mr.
One model village was at Fordham, called Little Fordham: it belonged to Mr. (There was another, as a matter of fact, which nobody visited and which we need not bother about because it was not built to last.) Some people thought it strange that there should be two model villages, one so close to the other. This story is dedicated with love to Tom Brunsdon and Frances Rush and to all the children in the world who have promised their parents never to play with gas and who keep their promises Printed in the United States of America T V X Y W U S E G H F D B (pb) " Summary: Two stories about a family of tiny people called the Borrowers, in which the family is kidnapped, and the youngest boy is discovered missing. The borrowers aloft with the short tale Poor Stainless/Mary Norton illustrated by Beth and Joe Krush. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Norton, Mary. Requests for permission to make copies of any part of the work should be mailed to the following address: Permissions Department, Harcourt, Inc., 6277 Sea Harbor Drive, Orlando, Florida 32887-6777.įirst Harcourt Young Classics edition 1998 First Odyssey Classics edition 1990 The Borrowers Aloft first published 1961 Poor Stainless first published 1966 No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher. Poor Stainless Text copyright © 1971 by Mary Norton Illustrations copyright © 1971 by Beth Krush and Joe KrushĪll rights reserved. The Borrowers Aloft Text copyright © 1961 by Mary Norton Copyright renewed 1989 by Maty Norton Illustrations copyright © 1961 by Beth Krush and Joe Krush Copyright renewed 1989 by Beth Krush and Joe Krush
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