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    The House at Pooh Corner

    Part of Winnie-the-Pooh

    Author A. A. Milne
    Illustrated by Ernest H. Shepard
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    $8.99 US
    Penguin Young Readers | Puffin Books
    68 per carton
    On sale Aug 01, 1992 | 9780140361223
    Age 8-12 years
    Reading Level: Lexile 830L
    Sales rights: US, Canada, Open Mkt
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    Celebrating 100 years of one of the most beloved icons of children's literature, Winnie-the-Pooh!

    Return to the Hundred Acre Wood in A.A. Milne’s second collection of Pooh stories, The House at Pooh Corner. Here you will rediscover all the characters you met in Winnie-the-Pooh: Christopher Robin, Eeyore, Owl, Piglet, Kanga, tiny Roo, and, of course, Pooh himself. Joining them is the thoroughly bouncy and lovable Tigger, who leads the rest into unforgettable adventures.

    Since 1926, Winnie-the-Pooh and his friends have endured as the unforgettable creations of A.A. Milne, who wrote these stories for his son, Christopher Robin, and Ernest H. Shepard, who lovingly gave Pooh and his companions shape.

    These characters and their stories are timeless treasures of childhood that continue to speak to all of us with the kind of freshness and heart that distinguishes true storytelling.

    "This is an example of a sequel in which there seems to be no letdown, and from all sides I catch echoes of most joyous reaction to it." --- New York Herald Tribune, 1928
    WHEN HE AWOKE IN THE MORNING, the first thing he saw was Tigger, sitting in front of the glass and looking at himself.

    “Hallo!” said Pooh.

    “Hallo!” said Tigger. “I’ve found somebody just like me. I thought I was the only one of them.”

    Pooh got out of bed, and began to explain what a looking-glass was, but just as he was getting to the interesting part, Tigger said:

    “Excuse me a moment, but there’s something climbing up your table,” and with one loud Worraworraworraworraworra he jumped at the end of the tablecloth, pulled it to the ground, wrapped himself up in it three times, rolled to the other end of the room, and, after a terrible struggle, got his head into the daylight again, and said cheerfully: “Have I won?”

    “That’s my tablecloth,” said Pooh, as he began to unwind Tigger.

    “I wondered what it was,” said Tigger.

    “It goes on the table and you put things on it.”

    “Then why did it try to bite me when I wasn’t looking?”

    “I don’t think it did,” said Pooh.

    “It tried,” said Tigger, “but I was too quick for it.”

    Pooh put the cloth back on the table, and he put a large honey-pot on the cloth, and they sat down to breakfast. And as soon as they sat down, Tigger took a large mouthful of honey . . . and he looked up at the ceiling with his head on one side, and made exploring noises with his tongue and considering noises, and what-have-we-got-here noises . . . and then he said in a very decided voice:

    “Tiggers don’t like honey.”

    “Oh!” said Pooh, and tried to make it sound Sad and Regretful. “I thought they liked everything.”

    “Everything except honey,” said Tigger.

    Pooh felt rather pleased about this, and said that, as soon as he had finished his own breakfast, he would take Tigger round to Piglet’s house, and Tigger could try some of Piglet’s haycorns.
    Copyright © 1988 by A. A. Milne; Illustrated by Ernest H. Shepard. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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    Celebrating 100 years of one of the most beloved icons of children's literature, Winnie-the-Pooh!

    Return to the Hundred Acre Wood in A.A. Milne’s second collection of Pooh stories, The House at Pooh Corner. Here you will rediscover all the characters you met in Winnie-the-Pooh: Christopher Robin, Eeyore, Owl, Piglet, Kanga, tiny Roo, and, of course, Pooh himself. Joining them is the thoroughly bouncy and lovable Tigger, who leads the rest into unforgettable adventures.

    Since 1926, Winnie-the-Pooh and his friends have endured as the unforgettable creations of A.A. Milne, who wrote these stories for his son, Christopher Robin, and Ernest H. Shepard, who lovingly gave Pooh and his companions shape.

    These characters and their stories are timeless treasures of childhood that continue to speak to all of us with the kind of freshness and heart that distinguishes true storytelling.

    "This is an example of a sequel in which there seems to be no letdown, and from all sides I catch echoes of most joyous reaction to it." --- New York Herald Tribune, 1928

    Excerpt

    WHEN HE AWOKE IN THE MORNING, the first thing he saw was Tigger, sitting in front of the glass and looking at himself.

    “Hallo!” said Pooh.

    “Hallo!” said Tigger. “I’ve found somebody just like me. I thought I was the only one of them.”

    Pooh got out of bed, and began to explain what a looking-glass was, but just as he was getting to the interesting part, Tigger said:

    “Excuse me a moment, but there’s something climbing up your table,” and with one loud Worraworraworraworraworra he jumped at the end of the tablecloth, pulled it to the ground, wrapped himself up in it three times, rolled to the other end of the room, and, after a terrible struggle, got his head into the daylight again, and said cheerfully: “Have I won?”

    “That’s my tablecloth,” said Pooh, as he began to unwind Tigger.

    “I wondered what it was,” said Tigger.

    “It goes on the table and you put things on it.”

    “Then why did it try to bite me when I wasn’t looking?”

    “I don’t think it did,” said Pooh.

    “It tried,” said Tigger, “but I was too quick for it.”

    Pooh put the cloth back on the table, and he put a large honey-pot on the cloth, and they sat down to breakfast. And as soon as they sat down, Tigger took a large mouthful of honey . . . and he looked up at the ceiling with his head on one side, and made exploring noises with his tongue and considering noises, and what-have-we-got-here noises . . . and then he said in a very decided voice:

    “Tiggers don’t like honey.”

    “Oh!” said Pooh, and tried to make it sound Sad and Regretful. “I thought they liked everything.”

    “Everything except honey,” said Tigger.

    Pooh felt rather pleased about this, and said that, as soon as he had finished his own breakfast, he would take Tigger round to Piglet’s house, and Tigger could try some of Piglet’s haycorns.
    Copyright © 1988 by A. A. Milne; Illustrated by Ernest H. Shepard. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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