title: And Red Galoshes: A Story About a Rainy Day
author:  Glenda Millard 
description: PreS-Gr 1-This minimalistic, fanciful tale is a tone poem on what a brother and sister might do on a rainy day armed with imagination and a pair of oversize red galoshes. They use the boots as kites, anchors while flying with an umbrella, oars while sailing in a bathtub, and as shoes for Grandma. Text is placed on the pages in swoops and giddy swirls, perfectly echoing the curves and lines of the illustrations. Landscapes are very simply drawn, as are trees. People and animals are most realistic, although often shown from unusual perspectives. This is a book to linger over in order to appreciate the craft and whimsy involved. A great bedtime story, sure to spark imaginative dreams, this appealing artistic collaboration begs for repeated readings.-B. Allison Gray, Goleta Public Library, CA(c) Copyright 2011. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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  # THE STORY OF IT
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ### HENRY JAMES
  
  
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  CHAPTER I
  
  
  CHAPTER II
  
  
  CHAPTER III
  
  
  
  
  
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  ###  CHAPTER I
  
  
  
  
  
    
  The weather had turned so much worse that the rest of the day was
  
  
  certainly lost. The wind had risen and the storm gathered force; they
  
  
  gave from time to time a thump at the firm windows and dashed even
  
  
  against those protected by the verandah their vicious splotches of
  
  
  rain. Beyond the lawn, beyond the cliff, the great wet brush of the
  
  
  sky dipped deep into the sea. But the lawn, already vivid with the
  
  
  touch of May, showed a violence of watered green; the budding shrubs
  
  
  and trees repeated the note as they tossed their thick masses, and the
  
  
  cold troubled light, filling the pretty saloon, marked the spring
  
  
  afternoon as sufficiently young. The two ladies seated there in silence
  
  
  could pursue without difficulty—as well as, clearly, wi