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<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h1 class="sp1">FAIRY TALES<br/> FROM BRAZIL</h1> <h3>HOW AND WHY TALES FROM<br/> BRAZILIAN FOLK-LORE</h3> <p> </p> <p> </p> <h3>BY</h3> <h2>ELSIE SPICER EELLS</h2> <p> </p> <h4><i>WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY</i></h4> <h3><i>HELEN M. BARTON</i></h3> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <div class="blockquot">This special edition is published by arrangement with the publisher of the regular edition, Dodd, Mead & Company.</div> <h3>CADMUS BOOKS</h3> <h2>E. M. HALE AND COMPANY</h2> <h3>CHICAGO</h3> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h4>COPYRIGHT, 1917,</h4> <h3><span class="smcap">By</span> DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY, <span class="smcap">Inc.</span></h3> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h2>ACKNOWLEDGMENT</h2> <p>Thanks are due to the publishers of <i>Little Folks</i>, <i>Kindergarten-Primary Magazine</i>, <i>Everyland</i>, <i>Mayflower and Story Tellers' Magazine</i> for the privilege of reprinting stories which they have published.</p> <p class="f2">ELSIE SPICER EELLS </p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_vii" id="Page_vii"></SPAN></span></p> <h2><SPAN name="PREFACE" id="PREFACE"></SPAN>PREFACE</h2> <div class="figleft"><ANTIMG src="images/image_i.jpg" alt="I" width-obs="25" height-obs="50" /></div> <p>t is late afternoon in my Brazilian garden. The dazzling blue of sea and sky which characterises a tropical noonday has become subdued and already roseate tints are beginning to prepare the glory of the sunset hour. A lizard crawls lazily up the whitewashed wall. The song of the <i>sabiá</i>, that wonderful Brazilian thrush, sounds from the royal palm tree. The air is heavy with the perfume of the orange blossom. There is no long twilight in the tropics. Night will leap down suddenly upon my Brazilian garden from out of the glory of the sunset sky.</p> <p>Theresa, the <i>ama</i>, stands before us on the terrace under the mango trees, and we, her <i>yáyázinhas</i> and <i>yóyózinhos</i>, know that the story hour has come. Theresa, daughter of the mud huts under the palm trees, <i>ama</i> in the <i>sobrado</i> of the foreign <i>senhora</i>, is a royal queen of story land. For her the beasts break silence and talk like humans. For her all the magic wonders of her tales stand forth as living truth. Her lithe body sways backwards and forwards to the rhythm of her words as she unfolds her tales to us. She is a picture to remember as she stands under the mango trees on our terrace. Her spotless white "<i>camiza</i>" is decorated with beautiful pillow lace, her own handiwork. Her skirt of stiffly starched cotton is red and purple in colour. A crimson flowered folded shawl hangs over her right shoulder and great strings of beads ornament the ebony of her neck and arms. To sit at the feet of Theresa, the <i>ama</i>, is to enter the gate of story land. </p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h2>CONTENTS</h2> <table summary="Contents"> <tr><td class="tocch f1">CHAPTER</td> <td></td> <td></td><td class="tocpg f1">PAGE</td> </tr> <tr><td></td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#PREFACE">Preface</SPAN></span></td><td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_vii">vii</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">I.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#I">How Night Came</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_3">3</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">II.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#II">How the Rabbit Lost His Tail</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_15">15</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">III.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#III">How the Toad Got His Bruises</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_23">23</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">IV.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#IV">How the Tiger Got His Stripes</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_33">33</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">V.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#V">Why the Lamb Is Meek</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_47">47</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">VI.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#VI">Why the Tiger and the Stag Fear Each Other</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_61">61</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">VII.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#VII">How the Speckled Hen Got Her Speckles</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_73">73</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">VIII.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#VIII">How the Monkey Became a Trickster</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_87">87</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">IX.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#IX">How the Monkey and the Goat Earned Their Reputations</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_95">95</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">X.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#X">How the Monkey Got a Drink When He Was Thirsty</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_105">105</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XI.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XI">How the Monkey Got Food When He Was Hungry</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_115">115</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XII.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XII">Why the Bananas Belong to the Monkey</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_123">123</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XIII.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XIII">How the Monkey Escaped Being Eaten</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_135">135</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XIV.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XIV">Why the Monkey Still Has a Tail</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_145">145</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XV.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XV">How Black Became White</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_155">155</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XVI.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XVI">How the Pigeon Became a Tame Bird</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_165">165</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XVII.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XVII">Why the Sea Moans</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_177">177</SPAN></td> </tr> <tr><td class="tocch">XVIII.</td> <td> </td> <td><span class="smcap"><SPAN href="#XVIII">How the Brazilian Beetles Got Their Gorgeous Coats</SPAN></span></td> <td class="tocpg"><SPAN href="#Page_201">201</SPAN></td> </tr> </table> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_3" id="Page_3"></SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_001.jpg" width-obs="500" height-obs="443" alt="HOW NIGHT CAME" /></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />

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