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The Adventures of Pinocchio, by CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 6 CHAPTER 6 CHAPTER 7 CHAPTER 7 CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 9 CHAPTER 9 CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 11 CHAPTER 11 CHAPTER 12 CHAPTER 12 CHAPTER 13 CHAPTER 13 CHAPTER 14 CHAPTER 14 CHAPTER 15 CHAPTER 15 CHAPTER 16 CHAPTER 16 CHAPTER 17 CHAPTER 17CHAPTER 18 CHAPTER 18 CHAPTER 19 CHAPTER 19

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The Adventures of Pinocchio, by
C. Collodi--Pseudonym of Carlo Lorenzini This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org Title: The Adventuresof Pinocchio Author: C. Collodi--Pseudonym of Carlo Lorenzini Release Date: January 12, 2006 [EBook #500] Language: English Character set encoding: ASCII

CHAPTER 1 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE ADVENTURES OF PINOCCHIO *** Produced by Charles Keller (for Tina); and David Widger Dashes; small checks; quick pass; gutchecked twice; jeebies; spellcheck THE ADVENTURES OF PINOCCHIO byC. Collodi [Pseudonym of Carlo Lorenzini] Translated from the Italian by Carol Della Chiesa

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CHAPTER 1
How it happened that Mastro Cherry, carpenter, found a piece of wood that wept and laughed like a child. Centuries ago there lived-"A king!" my little readers will say immediately. No, children, you are mistaken. Once upon a time there was a piece of wood. It was not an expensive pieceof wood. Far from it. Just a common block of firewood, one of those thick, solid logs that are put on the fire in winter to make cold rooms cozy and warm. I do not know how this really happened, yet the fact remains that one fine day this piece of wood found itself in the shop of an old carpenter. His real name was Mastro Antonio, but everyone called him Mastro Cherry, for the tip of his nose wasso round and red and shiny that it looked like a ripe cherry. As soon as he saw that piece of wood, Mastro Cherry was filled with joy. Rubbing his hands together happily, he mumbled half to himself: "This has come in the nick of time. I shall use it to make the leg of a table." He grasped the hatchet quickly to peel off the bark and shape the wood. But as he was about to give it the first blow, hestood still with arm uplifted, for he had heard a wee, little voice say in a beseeching tone: "Please be careful! Do not hit me so hard!" What a look of surprise shone on Mastro Cherry's face! His funny face became still funnier. He turned frightened eyes about the room to find out where that wee, little voice had come from and he saw no one! He looked under the bench--no one! He peeped inside thecloset--no one! He searched among the shavings--no one! He opened the door to look up and down the street--and still no one! "Oh, I see!" he then said, laughing and scratching his Wig. "It can easily be seen that I only thought I heard the tiny voice say the words! Well, well--to work once more." He struck a most solemn blow upon the piece of wood. "Oh, oh! You hurt!" cried the same far-awaylittle voice.

CHAPTER 2 Mastro Cherry grew dumb, his eyes popped out of his head, his mouth opened wide, and his tongue hung down on his chin. As soon as he regained the use of his senses, he said, trembling and stuttering from fright:

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"Where did that voice come from, when there is no one around? Might it be that this piece of wood has learned to weep and cry like a child? I can hardly...