Identifier: stnicholasserial271dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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xpected a whole flock of them with bows andarrows and sharp sticks; but, to my surprise,only one came, and that after a long delay.About nightfall, and just as I was becominghungry, I saw a man—a very large one, Ithought him the largest I ever saw—comeboldly to the door of the cave. He wasarmed only with one of those long pointedsticks that men seem to think are good forfighting dragons. Spears, father, said Sammy, Jr. I know, I know, said his father, sharply. I have been a long time out of school, but Iknow a spear when I see one as well as youdo—better, perhaps. Well, this very largeman was incased in a thick sort of dress, andwore a queer head-covering. Was he a knight? asked Mrs. Dragon. Not exactly, my love, her husband re-plied ; but he seemed quite as troublesome acreature. Well, of course, as soon as he waswithin fair clawing distance, I sprang towardhim, and buried my claws in his body. Tomy surprise, he did nt seem to mind thisat all. He made no outcry, did not attempt
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-ivfVlV.Kr- THIS TIME SHE DID N T GET AWAY. (SEE NEXT PAGE.) to use his weapon, but simply rose up into theair. This surprised me still more. I hadnever seen a man fly, and I did not know thatthey could fly. But nevertheless I held on,and made up my mind to fight him in the air,if he preferred that to a combat on the ground.Away we went, higher and higher, with in-creasing speed. As we sailed aloft, I devotedmyself to tearing him to little bits. He reallymade no resistance, and allowed me to dowhatever I chose. We shot upward and awayso rapidly, however, that by the time I hadsucceeded in tearing off his thick quilted dresswe must have been a long flight from the cave.When I had reached the mans own body, Idrove one claw deeply into him, and discov-ered that—he was stuffed with straw. All the little dragons were so much amusedthat they rattled their scales and whackedtheir tails against the rocks; and even ScalenaDragon was forced to spread her jaws in awide, green smile of amusemen

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