Sunday, June 22, 2008

Thomas Kinkade FenwayPark painting

Thomas Kinkade FenwayPark painting
Thomas Kinkade Evening on the Avenue painting
The next day when they awoke, the sun was already high in the sky, and shone down hot into the tree. Then the brother said, "Sister, I am thirsty. If I knew of a little brook I would go and just take a drink. I think I hear one running."
The brother got up and took the little sister by the hand, and they set off to find the brook. But the wicked step-mother was a witch, and had seen how the two children had gone away, and had crept after them secretly, as witches creep, and had bewitched all the brooks in the forest.
Now when they found a little brook leaping brightly over the stones, the brother was going to drink out of it, but the sister heard how it said as it ran,
"Who drinks of me will be a tiger,Who drinks of me will be a tiger."
Then the sister cried, "Pray, dear brother, do not drink, or you will become a wild beast, and tear me to pieces." The brother did not drink, although he was so thirsty, but said, "I will wait for the next spring."

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