The adventures of a red ant: XV. THE FAST – THE HARVESTERS

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“Enough Brazil! we would leave our skin … Let’s go … !!!“ Such was the resolution I took one fine morning, when the forces returned to me. I still had, I confess, a leg that worked with a little pain … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: XIV. ANTEATER AND PUMA – DOUBLE-SPINE DEATH

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We both chatted, enjoying the delightful tranquility of the evening that was being made, and which, in these countries, is short, but delightful after the ardor of the day, when our attention was awakened by a slow, heavy step which … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: THE WALKING LEAVES – SOFT HEADS AND RUDE HEADS

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“I am very interested in you,” I said to my friend Double-Spine; ”the more I go, the more I understand and appreciate what I heard from an old queen from home: The world belongs to the ants! …” “Your old … Read More

XII. THE FLIGHT – DOUBLE-SPINE

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Sacred love of freedom, inspire me! … Fleeing had become a real nightmare at night, an obsession during the day. Escape … but how? I was turning in my crystal prison looking for a way out, when I knew better … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: VI. Resort – The Treasury

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If you asked me about my days, I would say that I let them pass in the middle of the most charming races in the woods, the moor and the surroundings. My slaves worked perfectly: our larvae were well cared, … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: V. DEATH OF MY BROTHER – I SAVE MYSELF

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For a few days our slaves, digging deep in the cellars of our anthill to enlarge them, had encountered a pile of bizarre matters. It was like a mass of thick tissue; if it had been made of silk, wool … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: Interior details

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Alas! Alas! I realize that I drive from stranger to stranger and that, after explaining who we are, we, one of the great nations among the ants, I must now explain what is an expedition of cows. This explanation is … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: The architecture – The corrosive rain

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But it’s time, I think, to talk a little about myself. I am tall, I am strong, I am brave, I am beautiful! My limbs, elegantly and firmly attached, have the firmness of steel, of which they borrow the golden … Read More

The two hunchbacks and the dwarfs, by François-Marie Luzel

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There were once two hunchbacks, Nonnic and Gabic, two friends. They were tailors of their state, and every morning they went each day, each on their own side, to the farms and manor-houses of the country. One evening when Nonnic … Read More

The Raven King, by Jean-François Bladé

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There was once a man who was as green as grass and had only one eye in the middle of his forehead. Her three daughters were as beautiful as day, but the younger one was even more ravishing than the … Read More

The fisherman and the traveler, by Jeanne Marie Leprince de Beaumont

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There was once a man who had nothing but a poor hut on the edge of a little river; he earned his living by fishing for fish; but as there was scarcely any in this river, he did not gain … Read More

The Fairies, by Charles Perrault

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There was once a widow who had two daughters: the elder resembled her so much in her mood and her face that anyone saw her, saw her mother. They were both so disagreeable and so proud that nobody could live … Read More

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