Years and years ago at the very beginning of time, when the world had just been made, there was no night.
Once upon a time there was a little princess who lived in a magnificent royal palace.
Once upon a time, ages and ages ago, the rabbit had a long tail, but the cat had none. She looked with envious eyes at the one which the rabbit had.
In Brazil the beetles have such beautifully coloured, hard-shelled coats upon their backs that they are often set in pins and necklaces like precious stones.
Once upon a time, ages and ages ago, the toad had a smooth skin. In those days he was a great gad about.
Once upon a time, ages and ages ago, so long ago that the tiger had no stripes upon his back and the rabbit still had his tail, there was a tiger who had a farm.
Once upon a time there was a little lamb frisking gaily about the pasture. The bright sunshine and the soft breezes made him very happy.
Once upon a time there was a large handsome stag with great branching horns. One day he said to himself, "I am tired of having no home of my own, and of just living anywhere.
Once upon a time, ages and ages ago, there was a little white hen. One day she was busily engaged in scratching the soil to find worms and insects for her breakfast.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful garden in which grew all sorts of fruits. Many beasts lived in the garden and they were permitted to eat of the fruits whenever they wished.
A wise old raccoon sat up in a tree near the river where the bear lost his tail. The coon saw the fox play his foxy trick on the bear, and he did not like it.
One day, an Indian boy was playing beside a stream, when one of the little elf men came along in his canoe. The boy had his bow and arrow with him; so had the little elf man.
The land was lean and hungry. The Old Man of the North Lodge had breathed upon the valley. His breath had frozen the corn, and there was no bread for the people.
Once the Little People, the Indian fairies, ran with the Red Children through the woods, and played with them beside the streams.
There was once an Indian boy, who thought he knew more and could do more than anyone else.
Some Indian hunters once made their way north, to hunt for moose. It was at the time of Falling Leaves.
All children who live close to Mother Earth come to know and to see the fairies of the flowers, the woods, the rocks, and the waters.
Every boy has wondered how there came to be two of him.
The Great Spirit had smiled upon his Red Children. The land was filled with plenty, for the Great Spirit had given to them the three sustainers of life, the corn, the bean, and the squash.
Some wolves and panthers were chasing a bull that had been feeding in the valley near the woods.