Beautiful Illustration. Background Mode Supported. The tin Soldier Free. A haunting game based on the story of the same name, The Tin Soldier.
This is totally new reading The Tin Soldier is a wonderful, interactive book for children, based on one of the most famous stories for children in the world. The text of the Tin Soldiers: Alexander the Great demo Free to try. Play out the battles of Alexander the Great in miniature scale. Pay once, play forever! No in-app purchases! But the current became swifter and stronger. The tin soldier could already see daylight where the tunnel ended; but in his ears there sounded a roaring enough to frighten any brave man.
Only think! At the end of the tunnel the gutter discharged itself into a great canal. That would be just as dangerous for him as it would be for us to go down a waterfall. Now he was so near to it that he could not hold on any longer. On went the boat, with the poor tin soldier keeping himself as stiff as he could: no one should say of him afterwards that he had flinched.
The boat whirled three-four times round, and became filled to the brim with water and it began to sink! The tin soldier was standing up to his neck in water; and deeper and deeper sank the boat, and softer and softer grew the paper. Now the water was over his head. He was thinking of the pretty little dancer, whose face he should never see again, and there sounded in his ears, over and over again, "Forward, forward, soldier bold!
The paper came in two, and the soldier fell — but at that moment he was swallowed by a great fish. How dark it was inside - even darker than in the tunnel, and it was really very close quarters! But there the steadfast little tin soldier lay full length, shouldering his gun. Up and down swam the fish, and he made the most dreadful contortions, and became suddenly quite still. Then it was as if a flash of lightning had passed through him; the daylight streamed in, and a voice exclaimed, "Why, here is the little tin soldier!
She took up the soldier between her finger and thumb, and carried him into the room, where everyone wanted to see the hero who had been found inside a fish; but the tin soldier was not at all proud. They put him on the table, and — no, but what strange things do happen in this world!
The tin soldier was in the same room in which he had been before! He saw the same children, and the same toys on the table; and there was the same grand castle with the pretty little dancer.
It had little windows through which you could look right inside it. And in front of the castle were miniature trees around a little mirror supposed to represent a lake. The wax swans that swam on its surface were reflected in the mirror. All this was very pretty but prettiest of all was the little lady who stood in the open doorway of the castle.
Though she was a paper doll, she wore a dress of the fluffiest gauze. A tiny blue ribbon went over her shoulder for a scarf, and in the middle of it shone a spangle that was as big as her face.
The little lady held out both her arms, as a ballet dancer does, and one leg was lifted so high behind her that the tin soldier couldn't see it at all, and he supposed she must have only one leg, as he did. She lives in a castle. I have only a box, with four-and-twenty roommates to share it. That's no place for her. But I must try to make her acquaintance. When the evening came the other tin soldiers were put away in their box, and the people of the house went to bed.
Now the toys began to play among themselves at visits, and battles, and at giving balls. The tin soldiers rattled about in their box, for they wanted to play too, but they could not get the lid open. The nutcracker turned somersaults, and the slate pencil squeaked out jokes on the slate. The toys made such a noise that they woke up the canary bird, who made them a speech, all in verse. The only two who stayed still were the tin soldier and the little dancer.
Without ever swerving from the tip of one toe, she held out her arms to him, and the tin soldier was just as steadfast on his one leg. Not once did he take his eyes off her. Then the clock struck twelve and - clack! But there was no snuff in it, no-out bounced a little black bogey, a jack-in-the-box. But when morning came, and the children got up, the soldier was set on the window ledge. And whether the bogey did it, or there was a gust of wind, all of a sudden the window flew open and the soldier pitched out headlong from the third floor.
He fell at breathtaking speed and landed cap first, with his bayonet buried between the paving stones and his one leg stuck straight in the air. The housemaid and the little boy ran down to look for him and, though they nearly stepped on the tin soldier, they walked right past without seeing him. If the soldier had called, "Here I am! Soon it began to rain. The drops fell faster and faster, until they came down by the bucketful.
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