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SI. E l·: P J N C fl1:• A U T Y

and she placed a cruel spell upon
the baby. "Before the sun sets
on her sixteenth birthday, she
shall prick her finger on the
spindle of a spinning vvheel �
and o_)t.e.I ,,

'rhe terrified King and
Queen begged the good
fairies to help.
They could not
undo the

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evil curse. Yet there was still hope. The third fairy,
Merr,yweather, had not yet

given the princess her gift.
Perhaps she could soften the spell.

Nlerryvveather waved her wand

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over the baby. "If through this wicked witch's trick, a
spindle should your finger prick, a ray of hope there
still may, be in this the gift I give to thee. Not in death,
but just in sleep, the fateful prophecy you'll
keep, and from this slumber you shall
wake when true love's kiss the
spell shall break."

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I(ing Stefan ordered every spinning wheel in the
land to be burned while the three fairies tried to think of
other ways to keep Aurora safe. Finally, it was agreed

that Flora, Fauna,
and 1VlerI)1vveather
would take Aurora
avvay from the castle
to keep her safe
fro1n Maleficent
until the day of her
sixteenth birthday.

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s I. E J;; I' I N C B E A l) T y

And so the King and Queen watched sadly as the
good fairies carried their beloved child awa_y to a small
cottage in the woods, ,vhere they would raise her as
their own. The fairies changed Aurora's nan1e to Briar
Rose and vovved not to use their magic.

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Years passed, and Briar Rose grew to be beautiful
and good. Her lovely voice echoed through the forest
when she sang.

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s ' ' ' ,. I N I II I I I ' I

One day, handsome
Prince Phillip can1e riding
through the ,.voods.
Suddenly he heard a

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young woman s1ng1ng.
I-Ie followed the delightful
sound, and soon he met a
beautiful peasant girl.
Before long, the tvvo
young people had fallen in love ... without even
learning each other's name.
That day happened to be Briar Rose's sixteenth

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1111· cot lage, Lhe fairies told her the truth about her royal

1,i ,·th ;ind about h.er betrothal to Prince PhiJlip. The;y

,,·t•rc stunned when the young princess burst into tears

1q >on hearing the news. How could she marry a prince

,vhcn she was in love with

t IH: young 1nan she

l1ad met in the

vvoods?

1\tleanwhile, King

Stefan

and King -.

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Phillip shook his head and told
his father he was going to marry,
a beautiful peasant
girl. And ofI he
rode to find his
love.

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The three good fairies tried to stop her, but they
were too late. At Maleficent's command, Aurora
had pricked her finger on a glowing spinning wheel.

"You poor, simple fools, thinking you could defeat
me!" Maleficent
shrieked at the good
fairies. "\,Veil, here's
your precious princess!"
Aurora lay motionless.

Thinking quickly,
Flora, Fauna, and

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lVlerryweather •

cast a spell and

put everyone

in the castle

to sleep until

they could find

Aurora's true love. As

King Hubert drifted off to sleep, he

mumbled that Prince Phillip had fallen in love with a

peasant girl in the woods.

It had to be Aurora! Prince Phillip waJ her true

love! The fairies set off to find the prince.

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S L t:: t:: P I N C B E A U T Y

Flora. Then the fairies led him out of the castle.
Maleficent tried in vain to stop the prince from

getting to King Stefan's castle. She ca.st a spell, and thick

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"Now you shall deal vvith nu 1" she shouted at the

prince.
The courageous prince

fought the terrible
beast with all
his might. At
last, he was
able to kill it
v,rith the
Sword of
Truth.

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Racing through the castle, Prince Phillip came
to the tiny chamher where Aurora slept. Kneeling
beside her, he kissed the beautiful princess.

Aurora's eyes slowly fluttered open. R.ecognizing
' the prince as the young

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man she had met in the woods, a smile came to her lips.

The spell was broken. Throughout the castle,

everyone began to wake up. The trun1peters .,,•.•••· II

were finally able to announce ,+- 1' .,. ..,..
the long-awaited
return of the . ....�T

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princess. King

Stefan and King

Hubert were finally .;., . . ...... '
able to plan the t�'..♦
roy_ a] wedding. -t +'• ..'.1°
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PEDR0

ground school every day and studied hard to learn the
ABCs of flying. In geography class, he learned about
the mail route between Santiago and Mendoza, over the
mighty Andes, past Aconcagua, the highest mountain in
the Western Hemisphere. Pedro dreamed of the day
when he might fly that route.

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P is O R 0

"That,s me.I" sa1"d

Pedro, and he swung

into position on the

runway.

Pedro waved a ¼....

\.ving in the direction

of his parents' hangar.

Then he took off!

"Don't lose your

flying speed!" he heard the signal tower call from the

ground. And up into the air f1ew Pedro.

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W A L T D T S N l� Y ' S C L A S S ! <,; S 'l' O R Y ll O O K

He had a hard time
of it, struggling for
altitude, but he put
everything he had
into it. Soon Pedro
was flying over the
mountains. Looking
right and left, he kept
a careful distance
betvveen himself and
the mountain peaks.

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But suddenly�oh-h-h-h-h-h! Down fell Pedro,
and at such terrific speed that his muf11er and cap were
ripped loose.

Pedro was caught
in a downdraft! He
fought against the
downvvard pull with
all his strength. At
last he managed to
push his nose up and
pull out!

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W A I, T D I S N E Y ' S C I. ,\ S S I C S T O R Y R O O I(

Then Pedro
headed into the range
of snowy peaks.
He was doing all right!
In fact, Pedro felt on
top of the world when
suddenly he shuddered
in every cylinder. He
was face-to-face with
that towering monarch, Aconcagua! And most
frightening of all, the crags of the mountainside seen1ed

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PEOR0

to form an
evil stone
face.

Taking a
deep breath,
Pedro shot
forward,
raced behind a huge cloud, and came out on the other
side of the peak, safe and sound and pleased with
himself. The worst vvas over. Now it was clear sailing
to Mendoza.

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W A I. T DIS N t:: Y ' S C L A S S I C ST O R Y B O O K

Pedro came into
the Mendoza
airport just as he
had been taught.
He spied the
mailbag on the hangar hook, waiting for pickup. Almost
bursting with pride, Pedro rolled over on his back and
floated dovvn toward the dangling sack. He hooked it
neatly over one wing, and in another moment he was
flying off again.
Now Pedro was homeward bound-and he was

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ahead of
schedule!

Just
for practice
he did a
few barrel
rolls and
loop-the-loops. He dove through clouds. He had a
wonderful time. But he forgot all about being a mail
plane with a job to do. He spied a giant condor, and
chased the ugly bird all over the sky. Before long,

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Pedro lost track of the condor in a dense fog. Before
him loomed Aconcagua, shrouded in low clouds.

The oil froze in little Pedro's cylinders; his motor
knocked with fright. Bravely he headed toward the
peak.

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Now a storm broke loose with a roar of fury. The
lightning lashed out at him, rain blinded him, and the
,vind kept shoving him toward the mountain. Suddenly
his windshield wipers shuddered, and he spun around

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hand pointed to twenty­
five thousand!

Pedro leveled off
and headed for home.
But just as he got his
nose pointed safely
toward the home
airport, Pedro started coughing and sputtering, and he
couldn't stop it. Oh, no! He was out of gas! Poor Pedro
began to fall toward the mountains.

Back at the home airport, Pedro's parents searched
the en1pty skies in vain. They saw the blackness gather

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over the mountain peaks, and knew that it meant a
storm. The hours passed, but there was no sign of Pedro.

Suddenly a distant whir caught their ears. They
looked up hopefully. The eyes of the tower opened, and
searchlights flashed into the sky.

It couldn't be-but, yes, it was Pedro!
He hit the runway

headfirst, and bounced
along upside dovvn. His
gas gauge was on empty,
but Pedro had managed

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to glide
home.

"I t rnay not

have been
exactly a
three-point
landing," said
the proud
papa plane,
"but Pedro brought the mail through."
The papa plane unhooked the mailbag and opened

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it. There was one card inside. "&toy divertiendonie," it
read. "Having a wonderful time."

"Hmmm," said the papa plane. "Well, it might have
been important."

Pedro wagged his tail and smiled proudly. And the
papa plane, the mama plane, and little Pedro flevv
happily ever after.

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I t was once upon a vvintertin1e, a long time ago. Sleigh
bells were tinkling and runners were twinkling over
the sparkling snow.
It seemed a perfect
day to take a ride in
the sleigh.
So Joe put a fur
robe in the cutter, and
he hitched up his
spanking bays.
And Jenny put on

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