Identifier: mrrabbitathomese00harr2 (find matches)
Title: Mr. Rabbit at home; a sequel to Little Mr. Thimblefinger and his queer country
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Harris, Joel Chandler, 1848-1908
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Publisher: Boston, New York, Houghton, Mifflin and Company

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thepanel, the noise it made jarred the building andsent a loud echo rolling and tumbling down themountain. The little girl thought, What have Idone? If the Thunder is taking a nap beforedinner, he 11 be very angry. She waited a little while, not feeling verycomfortable. Presently she heard heavy footstepscoming down the wide hall to the door. I thought I heard some one knocking/ saida hoarse, gruff voice. Then the big door flewopen, and there, standing before her, the little girlsaw a huge figure that towered almost to the topof the high door. It wore heavy boots, a bigovercoat, and under its long, thick beard therewas a muffler a yard wide. The little girl wasvery much frightened at first, but she soon re-membered that there was nothing for such a littlebit of a girl to be afraid of. The figure, that seemed to be so terrible atfirst glance, had nothing threatening about it. Who knocked at the door ? it cried. Its voice sounded so loud that the little girlput her fingers in her ears.
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SHE WAITED A LITTLE WHILE THE NEW YORK : PUBLIC LIBRARY )R, LENOXTTLD^N FGUr *-\TIONS WHERE THE THUNDER LIVES. 23 Dont talk so loud, please/ she said. I mnot deaf. Oh ! cried the giant at the door. < You arethere, are you ? You are so small I did nt seeyou at first. Come in ! The little girl started to go in, and thenpaused. (Are you the Thunder ? she asked. Why, of course, was the reply; who elsedid you think it was ? <I did nt know, said the little girl. <Iwanted to be certain about it. Come in, said the Thunder. * It is nt oftenI have company from the people below, and I mglad you found me at home. The Thunder led thevway down the hall andinto a wide sitting-room, where a fire was burningbrightly in the biggest fireplace the little girl hadever seen. A two-horse wagon could turn aroundin it without touching the andirons. A pair oftongs as tall as a man stood in one corner, and inthe other corner was a shovel to match. A longpipe lay on the mantel. There s no place for you

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