AcreSoft Story Classic: 🌷 Kids Educational and Bedtime Stories for Children to Adults, in English

Our story opens in spring of 1797, in a sequestered valley in Western Pennsylvania. On a green hillside dotted here and there with stately oaks and elms, and sloping toward the road, beyond which flowed the clear waters of a mountain stream, stood a brick farm-house—large, roomy, substantial; beautiful with climbing vines and flowering shrubs. Orchard, meadow, wheat and corn fields stretched away...

Summer had come again, and in all the gardens the roses were blooming and giving forth their fragrance. They were in full bloom in all the beds, the young plants bore quite a burden of blossoms, and they nodded down from the flower-pots in all the windows. It was a great rose year. The summer evening lay brightly over Wildbach and all the meadows and woods round about. The golden evening sunlight...

Then said Jesus, A certain man made a great supper, and bade many; and sent his servant at supper time to say to them that were bidden, Come; for all things are now ready. And they all with one consent began to make excuse. The first said unto him, I have bought a piece of ground, and I must needs go and see it... You can read the actual account in Luke 14:16-24, in the Bible. #truestory #story Ac...

Some days later it appeared as if a wondfearful change has taken place; as if the Sorrow-mother and Rose-Resli had exchanged nature's. The woman was sitting with a calm, happy face by her spinning wheel. Then Resli stepped in, looking as troubled as if something had happened which would take away joyousness for all time. "What Is the matter, Resli; what is the matter?" asked the Sorrow-mother in a...

The woman whom the people had given The Name Of Sorrow-mother was a very poor widow. She Has Seen Better Days, and was not accustomed to beg; she starved and suffered in silence, told her trouble only to the Dear Lord, and sought in Him alone to find the consolation she needed. Her Husband,who had been a tailor, died young and left her only one son. Like his father he was to be a tailor. This the...

Dietrich, the sheriff of Wildbach, who had once owned considerable property, had for several years been falling into bad ways and by this means had lost his position and his salary. His only occupation was cutting a few tufts of grass from his uncul-tivated fields, and carrying it home to feed his poor little goat; for himself and his foster-child there were only a few potatoes and a little milk....

There were present at that season some that told Him of the Galileans, whose blood Pilate had mingled with their sacrifices. And Jesus answering said unto them, Suppose ye that these Galileans were sinners above all the Galileans, because they suffered such things? I tell you, Nay: but, except ye repent, ye shall... You can read the account in Luke 13:1-9, in the Bible. #truestory #story AcreSoft...

Sniffy, the other little beaver boy, who was plastering up a hole in the dam with some mud, was so surprised at hearing Toto call that for a moment he did not answer. Then, when he had looked up and had seen his brother walking toward him, Sniffy cried: “Is it really you, Toto? Have you come back to us? Where have you been and what happened to you?” “Well, I really have come back, as you can see,”...

Shut tightly in the cage on the deck of the houseboat, Toto looked across the water. The boat was moving slowly along. It was near the bank of the river, and some of the trees were so close that the boat brushed the branches as it moved along. Suddenly Toto heard a voice speaking to him in the beloved animal language he knew so well. “Hello there, beaver boy!” called the voice. “What are you doing...

True enough, Toto, the bustling beaver, was caught in a trap. Some one had set the trap in the woods, covering it over with dried leaves so it could not be seen. And an apple had been put near the trap, so that it would attract, or call by its smell, some animal. And Toto was that animal. “Snap!” had gone the jaws of the trap, closing together on Toto’s leg, and the beaver boy was in great pain. “...

Toto looked up in the tree from which the mewing noise came. There he saw a black cat. The cat sat in a place where a branch joined the main trunk of the tree, and Toto wondered why, if she got up there, she could not get down. “What happened to you?” asked the beaver boy. “A dog chased me,” was the answer. “I was out walking in the fields, and a dog ran along after me. I was so frightened that I...

And, behold, a certain lawyer stood up, and tempted Him, saying, Master, what shall I do to inherit eternal life? He said unto him, What is written in the law ? how readest thou? And he answering said, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbor as thyself. And He said unto him, Thou hast answered ri...

By this time Bobbie had forgotten all about the tramps who took the jewelry. He was thinking only of catching Toto. “Oh ho! You’re a fine, fat one!” laughed Bobbie. “I’d like you for a pet!” “I’ve got to get away as fast as I can!” thought Toto. “I wish I had not come so far from the dam and the water back of it. If I could find some deep water now I’d dive into it and this boy chap couldn’t find...

Toto, being only a beaver, did not know very much about the different things that men do. Toto knew how to gnaw down trees, how to strip off bark when he was hungry, how to dig canals for the water to run in and float logs for the dam, and he knew how to help make dams. But he never thought of going into another beaver’s house and taking the bark which that beaver had stored away. And now these me...

Now, the tramps who had built the shack of bark in the woods knew nothing about beavers and their ways. The tramps did not know that when a beaver whacks his tail on the ground it means danger from a falling tree, or from something else. But the tramps in the shack, toward which was falling the tree Toto and Sniffy had gnawed down—these tramps heard the queer whacking sounds, and they knew they ha...

Crouching down behind a green bush, Toto, the bustling beaver, kept very quiet and watched the tramps. He was not at all bustling now, however. He was not doing any work. Instead he was watching to see if the tramps were going to do any work. But you know better what tramps are than did Toto. living as best they can, putting up an old shack or a bark cabin in the woods, as these tramps had done, b...

And Peter came to Jesus and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times? Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven. Therefore is the kingdom of heaven likened unto a certain king, which would take account of his servants. And when he had begun to reckon, one was Drought unto him, which owed him ten thou...

Toto, the bustling beaver, ran as fast as he could and took shelter under a big rock that made a place like a little cave on the side of the hill. “What’s the matter?” asked Don, the dog. “Are you afraid because I told you about the tramps?” “Oh, no,” answered Toto. “But didn’t you hear that thumping sound just now?” “Yes, I heard it,” answered Don. “What was it—somebody beating a carpet?” “I don’...

You may well believe that Toto and Sniffy did not lose any time diving down under water as soon as they heard their father tell them to do so. Many times before, when they were first learning to swim, they had dived down quickly like this just after they had poked up their noses to get a breath of air. And always their father or mother had swum with them out of danger. “What was that whacking nois...

Toto, the little beaver boy, was a bright, bustling chap. He was what is called a “hustler” or a “bustler”—that is, some one always ready for work or play. But just now, as Toto saw the little girl coming toward the bush where he was hidden, he did not know what to do. “But I’m going to do something!” thought the beaver boy. “I’m not going to let her catch me! Maybe that’s a trap she tried to get...

“Toto! Toto! Where are you?” There was no answer to this call, which Mrs. Beaver, the mother of Toto, sounded as she climbed up on the ice and looked around for her little boy. Mrs. Beaver sat on her broad, flat tail, which really made quite a good seat, and with her sharp eyes she looked up and down Winding River for a sight of Toto. Then she called again, in beaver animal language of course: “To...

And one of the company said unto Him, Master, speak to my brother, that he divide the inheritance with me. And He said unto him, Man, who made Me a judge or a divider over you? And He said unto them, Take heed, and beware of covetousness: for a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth. And He spake a parable unto them... You can read the actual account in Luke 1...

Do the boys get out of the mine alive? Does Bennie receive his sight? Find out in this final episode of The Blind Brother. ✝️❣️🗺️ AcreSoft Story Classic acresoft.com cointr.ee/acresoft

“Why, lads!” exclaimed Rennie; “lads!” Then, flashing the light of his lamp into the boys’ faces, “What, Tom, is it you? you and the blind brither? Ah! but it’s main bad for ye, bairnies, main bad—an’ warse yet for the poor mither at hame.” When Tom first recognized Rennie, he could not speak for fear and amazement. The sudden thought that he and Bennie were alone, in the power of this giant whose...

It was true. Carolan’s quick eye had noticed the opportunity for Rennie to escape, and his fertile brain had been swift in planning an immediate rescue. The few members of his order that he could find on the instant were gathered together; there was a sudden onslaught at a dark corner of the Court-House Square; the sheriff and his deputy lay prone upon the ground, and their prisoner was slipping a...