The Story of the Moor Monster

When you hear the names Harry or Harper in this story, you clap once. When you hear the word Monster or the word Moor, you clap twice. Stamp both feet, one after the other when you hear the words Moor Monster. Bark like a dog when you hear the name of Harry's dog, Rover.

Also, the audience should follow your motions as you read the story.

The scene is near a moor in England.

HARRY HARPER lived with his mother, father, and his dog ROVER near a english MOOR. HARRY was a rock collector and needed a few more rocks to complete his collection.

One afternoon after HARRY HARPER got home from school he said to his mother, "Mother, I think ROVER and I will go out on the MOOR and look for a few more rock specimens."

"All right," said his mother. "Be careful you don't fall and cut yourself on the rocks of the MOOR and be sure you come home for supper."

"Yes mother," said HARRY. "Come, ROVER, let's go look for some rocks."

So HARRY headed off onto the MOOR with ROVER running beside him. HARRY went toward a huge rock formation in the middle of the MOOR. He had always wanted to climb to the top, and today he had brought a rope with him. When he got near the top, he tied one end of his rope around a small rock and tossed it around a big projecting rock.

"You stay here, ROVER," said HARRY, and he climbed up the rock, When he looked out he saw the stream nearby and a short distance beyond was a cave HARRY had never seen before as it was hidden behind a grove of trees and some bushes.

HARRY HARPER scrambled down and, followed by ROVER, headed for the stream. He forded the stream and started in the direction of the cave.

When he came close to the trees, he heard a loud growl.

HARRY HARPER and ROVER stood still, watching wide-eyed as a MONSTER of the MOOR came through the trees. The boy and his dog turned and ran. First was ROVER, followed closely by HARRY HARPER, and at a distance came the MOOR MONSTER.

ROVER was across the stream in three leaps, HARRY didn't bother walking across the rocks, he ran right through the water and headed for home. The MOOR MONSTER stopped at the stream. "Darn," said the old Hermit, "I just wanted to ask him if the fishing was any good in the stream."

So we bring down the curtain on the story of HARRY HARPER, his dog ROVER, and the not-so-terrible MOOR MONSTER.