Identifier: peterpoodletoyma00brad (find matches)
Title: Peter Poodle,: toy maker to the king
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Bradley, Will
Subjects: Toymakers--Juvenile fiction Toys--Juvenile fiction Kings and rulers--Juvenile fiction Courts and courtiers--Juvenile fiction.
Publisher: New York,: Dodd, Mead
Contributing Library: University of Florida, George A. Smathers Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Florida, George A. Smathers Libraries with support from LYRASIS and the Sloan Foundation

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es to sleep at night, butthe Toy boys and girls are never called in to go to bed athalf past seven, just when they are having the most fun;their mothers allow them to stay up until almost nineoclock, or at least until eight. Tommy and Helen thought that it would be fine to livein that kind of a city, and told Mr. Poodle they know theToy children must be very happy. You are right, said Mr. Poodle. I am sure the Toychildren are happy; everyone in Toyville is happy. While Tommy and Helen were talking in this way withMr. Poodle, the road went on twisting about a bend andpresently brought them into a rolling bit of pasture land,strewn with buttercups and daisies. But that was not all 44 Z?oy Vtfoakev to t/>e King. the pasture contained. No, for, feeding beside a red pumpwas a pink barley pig, also some barley cows, and sheep,and at the far end of the pasture were two tame barleydeer. A barley rabbit, startled by the approaching foot-steps, went skipping across the road, almost under the
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Irt tfje Pasture. very toes of Rolie Polie. My, but Rolie Polie was scared,and stopped so quickly that he almost tumbled and tuckedhis nose in the dust before he could get his balance. The little clown then began to laugh and the next minuteaway he went over the hedge and through the pasture,chasing the rabbit as fast as ever his legs could carry him,with never a thought for danger. Now Rolie Polie was dressed in his clowns suit of redand white; and no sooner did he enter the pasture thanone of the animals lifted its head and gave a great bellow. 45 T>EUE%. POODLE Oh, the bull, the barley bull! yelled Mr. Poodle. Lookout, Rolie Polie! Run for a tree, or the bull will catch you! But Rolie Polie was thinking only of the rabbit andsquirrel, and never once heard the barley bull until it wasalmost upon him. Mr. Poodle now knew that one of twothings would surely happen: either Rolie Polie would beovertaken by the bull, or, in trying to escape, he wouldbe forced to the edge of the cliff a

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