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		<title>The Adventure Of The Speckled Band</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[Arthur Conan Doyle]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[On glancing over my notes of the seventy odd cases in which I have during the last eight years studied the methods of my friend Sherlock Holmes, I find many tragic, some comic, a large number merely strange, but none commonplace; for, working as he did rather for the love of his art than for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Meeting Of The Plants</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 17:54:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Philippine Folk-Tales by Clara Kern Bayliss]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time plants were able to talk as well as people, and to walk from place to place. One day King Molave, the strongest tree, who lived on a high mountain, called his subjects together for a general meeting.Then every tree put itself in motion towards the designated spot, each doing its best [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Little Gretchen And The Wooden Shoe</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2011 17:59:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Elizabeth Harrison]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time, a long time ago, far away across the great ocean, in a country called Germany, there could be seen a small log hut on the edge of a great forest, whose fir trees extended for miles and miles to the north. This little house, made of heavy hewn logs, had but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Turtle and the Lizard</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 10:56:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Mabel Cook Cole]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A turtle and a big lizard once went to the field of Gotgotapa to steal ginger. When they reached the place the turtle said to the lizard: “We must be very still or the man will hear us and come out.” But as soon as the lizard tasted the ginger he was so pleased that [...]]]></description>
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		<title>How The Fir Tree Became The Christmas Tree</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2011 03:45:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Aunt Hede]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[This is the story of how the fir tree became the Christmas tree. At the time when the Christ Child was born all the people, the animals, and the trees, and plants were very happy. The Child was born to bring peace and happiness to the whole world. People came daily to see the little [...]]]></description>
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		<title>What Christmas Is As We Grow Older</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 01:16:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Charles Dickens]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Time was, with most of us, when Christmas Day encircling all our limited world like a magic ring, left nothing out for us to miss or seek; bound together all our home enjoyments, affections, and hopes; grouped everything and every one around the Christmas fire; and made the little picture shining in our bright young [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The First Christmas-Tree</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2011 23:14:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Lucy Wheelock]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Two little children were sitting by the fire one cold winter&#8217;s night. All at once they heard a timid knock at the door and one ran to open it. There, outside in the cold and darkness, stood a child with no shoes upon his feet and clad in thin, ragged garments. He was shivering with [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Christmas In The Barn</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2011 00:15:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[F. ARNSTEIN]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Only two more days and Christmas would be here! It had been snowing hard, and Johnny was standing at the window, looking at the soft, white snow which covered the ground half a foot deep. Presently he heard the noise of wheels coming up the road, and a wagon turned in at the gate and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Enchanted Ring</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2011 06:53:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Philippine Folk-Tales by Clara Kern Bayliss]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[There was once a king who had suffered for a long time with a painful disease, in spite of all the efforts of the doctors to cure it. At last he caused a proclamation to be made that whoever could cure him should marry his daughter as a reward. One day a snake appeared before [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Trumpeter Taken Prisoner</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2011 23:50:58 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Fable]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Aesop]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A Trumpeter, bravely leading on the soldiers, was captured by the enemy. He cried out to his captors, &#8220;Pray spare me, and do not take my life without cause or without inquiry. I have not slain a single man of your troop. I have no arms, and carry nothing but this one brass trumpet.&#8221; &#8220;That [...]]]></description>
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