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Hugh Lofting
Hugh Lofting (1886–1947) was a British author best known for creating the beloved character Doctor Dolittle, a physician who can communicate with animals. His most famous work, "The Story of Doctor Dolittle" (1920), was originally written as letters to his children while he served in World War I. Lofting wrote a series of books about Doctor Dolittle, blending fantasy, adventure, and a strong sense of compassion for animals. In addition to his literary career, Lofting also illustrated his own books, adding to their charm and appeal.
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There are some of us now reaching middle age who discover themselves to be lamenting the past in one respect if in none other, that there are no books written now for children comparable with those of thirty years ago. I say written FOR children because the new psychological business of writing ABOUT them as though they were small pills or hatched in some especially scientific method is extremely...
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THE FIRST CHAPTER. THE COBBLER'S SON MY name was Tommy Stubbins, son of Jacob Stubbins, the cobbler of Puddleby-on-the-Marsh; and I was nine and a half years old. At that time Puddleby was only quite a small town. A river ran through the middle of it; and over this river there was a very old stone bridge, called Kingsbridge, which led you from the market-place on one side to the churchyard on the...
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