News broadcasts mentioned alligator attacks in nearby lakes. If he played outside, he had to stay in the yard, his parents told him. Still, he had to watch out for scorpions and snakes. He often questioned why he needed perfect wonder when he had all this adventure outside his backdoor. He wondered if perfect wonder was the reason his older brother Trevor harbored such resentment for him.
Trevor took advantage of every opportunity, whenever he could, to manipulate Sammy to the brink of tears, it seemed. Nine times out of ten, it worked. Trevor, with thick, goofy red hair-scraggly to the point of leprous-assaulted Sammy with undermining insults, jabs to the ribs, and every imaginable nuance that defined older brothers as perfect jerks. It was the perfect childhood. Enter Search Text:.
Author List. Those who have read other books in the Twisted Tails series already know that genre is not the driving force behind them. Richard Jacobs 4. Nappier 7. Chaboya 9. Nappier Richard Jacobs Also by J. About Double Dragon Publishing. The stalks had twined and twisted themselves together until they formed quite a ladder. And, having thought of the experiment, he at once resolved to carry it out, for Jack was a good climber.
However, after his late mistake about the cow, he thought he had better consult his mother first. So Jack called his mother, and they both gazed in silent wonder at the beanstalk, which was not only of great height, but was thick enough to bear Jack's weight. His mother wished him not to venture up this strange ladder, but Jack coaxed her to give her consent to the attempt, for he was certain there must be something wonderful in the beanstalk; so at last she yielded to his wishes.
Jack instantly began to climb, and went up and up on the ladder-like beanstalk until everything he had left behind him -- the cottage, the village, and even the tall church tower -- looked quite little, and still he could not see the top of the beanstalk. Jack felt a little tired, and thought for a moment that he would go back again; but he was a very persevering boy, and he knew that the way to succeed in anything is not to give up.
So after resting for a moment he went on.
After climbing higher and higher, until he grew afraid to look down for fear he should be giddy, Jack at last reached the top of the beanstalk, and found himself in a beautiful country, finely wooded, with beautiful meadows covered with sheep. A crystal stream ran through the pastures; not far from the place where he had got off the beanstalk stood a fine, strong castle. Jack wondered very much that he had never heard of or seen this castle before; but when he reflected on the subject, he saw that it was as much separated from the village by the perpendicular rock on which it stood as if it were in another land.
While Jack was standing looking at the castle, a very strange looking woman came out of the wood, and advanced towards him. She wore a pointed cap of quilted red satin turned up with ermine. Her hair streamed loose over her shoulders, and she walked with a staff.
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Jack took off his cap and made her a bow. Jack uttered a cry of surprise. Oh, madam, what ought I to do? My poor father!
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My dear mother! But the task is a very difficult one, and full of peril, Jack. Have you courage to undertake it? You must get into the castle, and if possible possess yourself of a hen that lays golden eggs, and a harp that talks. Remember, all the giant possesses is really yours.
Jack determined at once to attempt the adventure; so he advanced, and blew the horn which hung at the castle portal. The door was opened in a minute or two by a frightful giantess, with one great eye in the middle of her forehead. As soon as Jack saw her he turned to run away, but she caught him, and dragged him into the castle.
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No, I shan't let you go again. I am weary of my life. I am so overworked, and I don't see why I should not have a page as well as other ladies. And you shall be my boy. You shall clean the knives, and black the boots, and make the fires, and help me generally when the giant is out. When he is at home I must hide you, for he has eaten up all my pages hitherto, and you would be a dainty morsel, my little lad. While she spoke she dragged Jack right into the castle. The poor boy was very much frightened, as I am sure you and I would have been in his place.
But he remembered that fear disgraces a man, so he struggled to be brave and make the best of things. Come here, child; go into my wardrobe. He never ventures to open that. You will be safe there. And she opened a huge wardrobe which stood in the great hall, and shut him into it.
But the keyhole was so large that it admitted plenty of air, and he could see everything that took place through it. By and by he heard a heavy tramp on the stairs, like the lumbering along of a great cannon, and then a voice like thunder cried out. There, sit down and make a good breakfast. And she placed a huge dish before him of savory steaming meat, which greatly pleased him and made him forget his idea of an Englishman being in the castle.
When he had breakfasted he went out for a walk; and then the giantess opened the door, and made Jack come out to help her. He helped her all day. She fed him well, and when evening came put him back in the wardrobe. The giant came in to supper. Jack watched him through the keyhole, and was amazed to see him pick a wolf's bone and put half a fowl at a time into his capacious mouth.
The giantess went away, and soon returned with a little brown hen, which she placed on the table before her husband. By and by the giant put the hen down on the floor, and soon after went fast asleep, snoring so loud that it sounded like thunder. Directly Jack perceived that the giant was fast asleep, he pushed open the door of the wardrobe and crept out. Very softly he stole across the room, and, picking up the hen, made haste to quit the apartment. He knew the way to the kitchen, the door of which he found was left ajar. He opened it, shut and locked it after him, and flew back to the beanstalk, which he descended as fast as his feet would move.
When his mother saw him enter the house she wept for joy, for she had feared that the fairies had carried him away, or that the giant had found him. But Jack put the brown hen down before her, and told her how he had been in the giant's castle, and all his adventures. She was very glad to see the hen, which would make them rich once more. Jack made another journey up the beanstalk to the giant's castle one day while his mother had gone to market. But first he dyed his hair and disguised himself.
The old woman did not know him again and dragged him in as she had done before to help her to do the work; but she heard her husband coming, and hid him in the wardrobe, not thinking that it was the same boy who had stolen the hen. She bade him stay quite still there, or the giant would eat him.
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The giant sat down, and soon his wife brought up a roasted bullock on a large dish, and they began their supper. Jack was amazed to see them pick the bones of the bullock as if it had been a lark.
As soon as they had finished their meal, the giantess rose and said:, "Now, my dear, with your leave I am going up to my room to finish the story I am reading. If you want me call for me.