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THE FABLE OF THE YANKEE CRAB
“Mama, mama,” cried the little Crab, “see, there is a fine fat Clam taking a sunbath as wide open as can be. I must go. He is too good to lose.”
“My child”, said the old Crab, turning greenish, “that Clam would close with a snap and cut off both your pincers if you did but get near enough to touch him.”
“But, mama, I should take —”
“That will do, my child; you are not to go near the dangerous monster.”
But this little Crab was of Yankee stock. He had a scheme. He waited till his mother’s eyes were pulled in, and then slipped softly behind the Clam that ..text pokračuje
