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lioth beast and man.  Now cackle, and don't turn In. your toes;
                          a well-bred duckling spreads                   apart, like papa and
                          mamma,  in  this sort of way.  Now  bend  your  neck, and  say
                          * Quack/ "
                             The  ducklings  did  as  they were  bid,  but the  other  ducks,
                          after  looking  at  them,  only  said  aloud :  w Now  look !  here
                          tomes another set, as if we were not numerous enough already ;
                          and, Mess me,  what a fjueer-lo eking chap one of the ducklings
                          is, to  be  sure ;  we  cau't  put  up  with  him ;IJ  and  ^ne  of  the
                          throng  darted forward, and bit him in tho neck.—4i Leave him
                          alone,” said the mother, “ he did no harm  to any one/ 1—44 No,
                          but  he  is  so  big  and  ugly/’  said  the  biting  duck,  tfand
                          therefore  ho wants  thrashing.*’—tt Mamma  has  a  sweet  little
                          family," said  the  eld  duck  with  the  red  rag  about  her  leg;
                          “ they are ail  pretty"except one, who is rather ill-favoured.  1
                          wish mamma could polish  him a bit.”— ** 1 am afraid that will
                          be  impossible, jour  grace,11  said  the  mother of  the  ducklings,
                          “ ft's true, he s not so pretty, but he has a very good disposition,
                          and  swims  as wdl, or  perhaps  better  thau  all  the  others put
                          together.  However, he may grow to be prettier,  and may per­
                          haps become smaller.  He remained too long in the cgg-shcli, and
                          therefore his figure is  not  properly formed,” and with  tills she
                          smoothed down the ruffled feathers of his neck*  i( At all events,
                          as he isam ak duck, it won't matter so much.  I think he’it piovc
                          strong, and be able to fight his way through the world.’1—“  The
                          other ducklings are elegant little creatures,1' said the old duck,
                          “ Now  miike yourself at  home, and  if you  should  happen  to
                          find an eel's head* you can bring it to me !"  and  so  the  family
                          made themselves comfortable*
                             But then the poor duckling, who had been the  last  to creep
                          out  of  his  egg-shell,  and  Looked  so  Ugly*  was  fatten, pushed
                          about,  and  made  game  of> not  only by the  ducks  but  by the
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