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THE GOLDEN GOOSE

THERE was once a man who had three sons, the
youngest of whom was called the Simpleton. He
was laughed at and despised and neglected on all occasions.
Now it happened one day that the eldest son wanted to
go into the forest, to hew wood, and his Mother gave
him a beautiful cake and a bottle of wine to take
with him, so that he might not surfer from hunger or
thirst. When he came to the wood he met a little old
grey man, who, bidding him good-day, said : ' Give me a
small piece of the cake in your wallet, and let me drink
a mouthful of your wine ; I am so hungry and thirsty.'*



But the clever son answered : ' If I were to give you my
cake and my wine, I should have none for myself, so be
off with you," and he left the little man standing there,




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and walked away. Hardly had he begun to cut down a
tree, when his axe slipped and cut his arm, so that he
had to go home at once and have the wound bound
up. This was the work of the little grey man.




Thereupon the second son went into the wood, and
the Mother gave him, as she had given to the eldest, a
sweet cake and a bottle of wine. The little old man met
him also, and begged for a small slice of cake and a drink
of wine. But the second son spoke out quite plainly.
' What I give to you I lose myself be off with you," and
he left the little man standing there, and walked on.
Punishment was not long in coming to him, for he had



given but two strokes at a tree when he cut his leg so
badly that he had to be carried home.

Then said the Simpleton : * Father, let me go into
the forest and hew wood." But his Father answered
him : ' Your brothers have done themselves much harm,
so as you understand nothing about wood-cutting you
had better not try." But the Simpleton begged for so long
that at last the Father said : "Well, go if you like ; experience
will soon make you wiser." To him the Mother gave a
cake, but it was made with water and had been baked in
the ashes, and with it she gave him a bottle of sour beer.
When he came to the wood the little grey man met him
also, and greeted him, and said : ' Give me a slice of your
cake and a drink from your bottle ; I am so hungry and
thirsty." The Simpleton replied : ' I have only a cake that
has been baked in the ashes, and some sour beer, but if that
will satisfy you, let us sit down and eat together." So they
sat themselves down, and as the Simpleton held out his food
it became a rich cake, and the sour beer became good
wine. So they ate and drank together, and when the meal
was finished, the little man said : "As you have a good
heart and give so willingly a share of your own, I will grant
you good luck. Yonder stands an old tree ; hew it down,
and in its roots you will find something." Saying this the
old man took his departure, and off went the Simpleton




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and cut down the tree. When it fell, there among its roots
sat a goose, with feathers of pure gold. He lifted her out,
and carried her with him to an inn where he intended to
stay the night.

Now the innkeeper had three daughters, who on seeing
the goose were curious to know what wonderful kind of a bird
it could be, and longed to have one of its golden feathers.
The eldest daughter thought to herself, ' Surely a chance



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will come for me to pull out one of those feathers " ; and so
when the Simpleton had gone out, she caught the goose by
the wing. But there her hand stuck fast \ Shortly after-
wards the second daughter came, as she too was longing for a
golden feather. She had hardly touched her sister, however,
when she also stuck fast. And lastly came the third
daughter with the same object. At this the others cried
out, ' Keep off, for goodness' sake, keep off \ ' But she,
not understanding why they told her to keep away, thought



to herself, ' If they go to the goose, why should not I ? '
and she sprang forward, but as she touched her sister she
too stuck fast, and pull as she might she could not get
away ; and thus they had all to pass the night beside
the goose.




The next morning the Simpleton took the goose under
his arm and went on his way, without troubling himself at
all about the three girls who were hanging to the bird.
There they went, always running behind him, now to the
right, now to the left, whichever way he chose to go. hi



the middle of the fields they met the parson, and when he
saw the procession he called out, ' Shame on you, you
naughty girls, why do you run after a young fellow in
this way ? Come, leave go ! ' With tins he caught
the youngest by the hand, and tried to pull her back,
but when he touched her he found he could not get
away, and he too must needs run behind. Then the
sexton came along, and saw the parson following on the




heels of the three girls. This so astonished him that
he called out, ' Hi ! Sir Parson, whither away so fast ?
Do you forget that to-day we have a christening ? ' and
ran after him, and caught him by the coat, but he too
remained sticking fast.

As the five now ran on, one behind the other, two
labourers who were returning from the field with their




tools, came along. The parson called out to them and
begged that they would set him and the sexton free. No
sooner had they touched the sexton, than they too had to
hang on, and now there were seven running after the
Simpleton and the goose.

In this way they came to a city where a King reigned
who had an only daughter, who was so serious that no one



could make her laugh. Therefore he had announced that
whoever should make her laugh should have her for his
wife. When the Simpleton heard this he went with his
goose and his train before the Princess, and when she saw
the seven people all running behind each other, she began
to laugh, and she laughed and laughed till it seemed as
though she could never stop. Thereupon the Simpleton




demanded her for his wife, but the King was not pleased at
the thought of such a son-in-law, and he made all kinds of
objections. He told the Simpleton that he must first bring
him a man who could drink off a whole cellarful of wine.
At once the Simpleton thought of the little grey man, who
would be sure to help him, so off he went into the wood,
and in the place where he had cut down the tree he saw



a man sitting who looked most miserable. The Simpleton
asked him what was the cause of his trouble.

' I have such a thirst," the man answered, ' and I
cannot quench it. I cannot bear cold water. I have indeed




emptied a cask of wine, but what is a drop like that to a
thirsty man ? '

" In that case I can help you," said the Simpleton.
'Just come with me and you shall be satisfied."

He led him to the King's cellar, and the man at once
sat down in front of the great cask, and drank and drank




till before a day was over he had drunk the whole cellarful
of wine. Then the Simpleton demanded his bride again,
but the King was angry that a mean fellow everyone called
a Simpleton should win his daughter, and he made new
conditions. Before giving him his daughter to wife he said
that the Simpleton must find a man who would eat a whole
mountain of bread. The Simpleton did not stop long to
consider, but went off straight to the wood. There in the



same place as before sat a man who was buckling a strap
tightly around him, and looking very depressed. He said :

' I have eaten a whole ovenful of loaves, but what
help is that when a man is as hungry as I am ? I feel
quite empty, and I must strap myself together if I am not
to die of hunger."







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The Simpleton was delighted on hearing this, and said :
' Get up at once and come with me. I will give you
enough to eat to satisfy your hunger."

He led him to the King, who meanwhile had ordered
all the meal in the Kingdom to be brought together, and
an immense mountain of bread baked from it. The man



from the wood set to work on it, and in one day the
whole mountain had disappeared.

For the third time the Simpleton demanded his bride,
but yet again the King tried to put him off, and said that
he must bring him a ship that would go both on land and
water.




' If you are really able to sail such a ship," said he,
' you shall at once have my daughter for your wife."

The Simpleton went into the wood, and there sat the
little old grey man to whom he had given his cake.

' I have drunk for you, and I have eaten for you,"
said the little man, '* and I will also give you the ship ; all
this I do for you because you were kind to me."



Then he gave the Simpleton a ship that went both on
land and water, and when the King saw it he knew he
could no longer keep back his daughter. The wedding
was celebrated, and after the King's death, the Simpleton
inherited the Kingdom, and lived very happily ever after
with his wife.







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THE STORY OF
THE THREE BEARS

ONCE upon a time there were Three Bears, who lived
together in a house of their own, in a wood. One
of them was a Little, Small, Wee Bear ; and one was a
Middle-sized Bear, and the other was a Great, Huge Bear.
They had each a pot for their porridge ; a little pot for
the Little, Small, Wee Bear ; and a middle-sized pot for
the Middle Bear, and a great pot for the Great, Huge



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Bear. And they had each a chair to sit in ; a little chair
for the Little, Small, Wee Bear ; and a middle-sized chair
for the Middle Bear, and a great chair for the Great,



Huge Bear. And they had each a bed to sleep in. ; a
little bed for the Little, Small, Wee Bear ; and a middle-
sized bed for the Middle Bear, and a great bed for the
Great, Huge Bear.




One day, after they had made the porridge for their
breakfast, and poured it into their porridge-pots, they
walked out into the wood while the porridge was cooling,
that they might not burn their mouths by beginning too




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soon to eat it. And while they were walking, a little Girl
called Goldenlocks came to the house. First she looked in
at the window, and then she peeped in at the keyhole ;
and seeing nobody in the house, she turned the handle of



the door. The door was not fastened, because the Bears
were good Bears, who did nobody any harm, and never
suspected that anybody would harm them. So Goldenlocks
opened the door, and went in ; and well pleased she was




when she saw the porridge on the table. If she had been
a thoughtful little Girl, she would have waited till the
Bears came home, and then, perhaps, they would have
asked her to breakfast ; for they were good Bears a little



rough or so, as the manner ot Bears is, but for all that
very good-natured and hospitable. But the porridge looked
tempting, and she set about helping herself.

So first she tasted the porridge ot the Great, Huge
Bear, and that was too hot for her. And then she tasted
the porridge ot the Middle Bear, and that was too cold
for her. And then she went to the porridge of the Little,
Small, Wee Bear, and tasted that ; and that was neither too
hot nor too cold, but just right, and she liked it so well
that she ate it all up.

Then Goldenlocks sat down in the chair of the Great,
Huge Bear, and that was too hard for her. And then she
sat down in the chair of the Middle Bear, and that was too
soft for her. And then she sat down in the chair of the
Little, Small, Wee Bear, and that was neither too hard nor
too soft, but just right. So she seated herself in it, and
there she sat till the bottom of the chair came out, and
down she came plump upon the ground.

Then Goldenlocks went upstairs into the bed-chamber
in which the three Bears slept. And first she lay down
upon the bed of the Great, Huge Bear, but that was too
high at the head for her. And next she lay down upon
the bed of the Middle Bear, and that was too high at the
foot for her. And then she lay down upon the bed of the
Little, Small, Wee Bear ; and that was neither too high at




the head nor at the foot, but just right. So she covered
herself up comfortably, and lay there till she fell fast asleep.
By this time the Three Bears thought their porridge
would be cool enough ; so they came home to breakfast.
Now Goldenlocks had left the spoon of the Great, Huge
Bear standing in his porridge.

" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE ! "
said the Great, Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruft voice.



And when the Middle Bear looked at hers, she saw that
the spoon was standing in it too.

" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE ! "

said the Middle Bear, in her middle voice. Then the




Little, Small, Wee Bear looked at his, and there was the
spoon in the porridge-pot, but the porridge was all gone.

"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE, AND HAS EATEN IT ALL UP!"

said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee
voice.



Upon this the Three Bears, seeing that someone had
entered their house, and eaten up the Little, Small, Wee
Bear's breakfast, began to look about them. Now Golden-
locks had not put the hard cushion straight when she rose
from the chair of the Great, Huge Bear.




SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR ! '
said the Great, Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruft voice.



And Goldenlocks had squatted down the soft cushion
of the Middle Bear.

" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR ! "

said the Middle Bear, in her middle voice.

And you know what Goldenlocks had done to the
third chair.

"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR, AND HAS SAT THE BOTTOM OUT OF IT !"

said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee
voice.







Then the Three Bears thought it necessary that they
should make further search ; so they went upstairs into their
bedchamber. Now Goldenlocks had pulled the pillow of
the Great, Huge Bear out of its place.

" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED ! "

said the Great, Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice.

And Goldenlocks had pulled the bolster of the Middle
Bear our of its place.



" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED ! "

said the Middle Bear, in her middle voice.

And when the Little, Small, Wee Bear came to look
at his bed, there was the bolster in its place ; and the
pillow in its place upon the bolster ; and upon the pillow
was the head of Goldenlocks which was not in its place,
for she had no business there.

" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED AND HERE SHE IS ! "

said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee
voice.




Goldenlocks had heard in her sleep the great, rough,
graft voice of the Great, Huge Bear, and the middle




voice of the Middle Bear, but it was only as if she had
heard someone speaking in a dream. But when she heard



the little, small, wee voice of the Little, Small, Wee Bear,
it was so sharp, and so shrill, that it awakened her at
once. Up she started ; and when she saw the Three Bears
on one side of the bed she tumbled herself out at the
other, and ran to the window. Now the window was open,
because the Bears, like good, tidy Bears, as they were,
always opened their bedchamber window when they got
up in the morning. Out Goldenlocks jumped, and ran away
as fast as she could run never looking behind her ; and
what happened to her afterwards I cannot tell. But the
Three Bears never saw anything more of her.





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THE STORY OF
THE THREE LITTLE PIGS

ONCE upon a time there was an old Sow with three
little Pigs, and as she had not enough to keep them,
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The first that went off met a Man with a bundle of
straw, and said to him, ' Please, Man, give me that straw
to build me a house " ; which the Man did, and the little
Pig built a house with it. Presently came along a Wolf,
and knocked at the door, and said, ' Little Pig, little Pig,
let me come in."

To which the Pig answered, ' No, no, by the hair of
my chinny chin chin."

" Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house



in ! ' said the Wolf. So he huffed and he puffed, and he
blew his house in, and ate up the little Pig.

The second Pig met a Man with a bundle of furze,
and said, ' Please, Man, give me that furze to build a
house " ; which the Man did, and the Pig built his house.



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Then along came the Wolf and said, ' Little Pig, little

Pig, let me come in."

' No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin."

' Then I'll puff and I'll huff, and I'll blow your house

in ! ' So he huffed and he puffed, and he puffed and he




huffed, and at last he blew the house down, and ate up the
second little Pig.

The third little Pig met a Man with a load of bricks,
and said, ' Please, Man, give me those bricks to build a
house with " ; so the Man gave him the bricks, and he built
his house with them. So the Wolf came, as he did to the
other little Pigs, and said, ' Little Pig, little Pig, let me
come in."

'* No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin."

" Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house



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he puffed, and he puffed and he huffed; but he could not
get the house down. When he found that he could not,
with all his huffing and puffing, blow the house down, he
said, ' Little Pig, I know where there is a nice field of
turnips."

'Where?' said the little Pig.

' Oh, in Mr. Smith's home-field ; and if you will be



ready to-morrow morning, I will call for you, and we will
go together and get some for dinner."

' Very well," said the little Pig, ' I will be ready.
What time do you mean to go ? '

' Oh, at six o'clock."




Well, the little Pig got up at five, and got the turnips
and was home again before six. When the Wolf came he
said, ' Little Pig, are you ready ? '

" Ready ! ' said the little Pig, ' I have been and come
back again, and got a nice pot-full for dinner."



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The Wolf felt very angry at this, but thought that he
would be up to the little Pig somehow or other ; so he said,
' Little Pig, I know where there is a nice apple-tree."

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' Down at Merry-garden," replied the Wolf; ' and if
you will not deceive me I will come for you, at five
o'clock to-morrow, and we will go together and get some
apples."




Well, the little Pig woke at four the next morning,
and bustled up, and went off for the apples, hoping to get



back before the Wolf came ; but lie had farther to go, and
had to climb the tree, so that just as he was coming down




from it, he saw the Wolf coming, which, as you may suppose,
frightened him very much. When the Wolf came up he
said, ' ' Little Pig, what ! are you here before me ? Are they
nice apples ? '

: Yes, very," said the little Pig ; ' I will throw you
down one." And he threw it so far that, while the Wolf







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ran home.

The next day the Wolf came again, and said to the
little Pig, '* Little Pig, there is a Fair in the Town this
afternoon : will you go ? '

" Oh, yes," said the Pig, '* I will go ; what time shall
you be ready ? '



" At three," said the Wolf.

So the little Pig went off before the time, as usual, and




got to the Fair, and bought a butter churn, and was on his
way home with it when he saw the Wolf coming. Then
he could not tell what to do. So he got into the churn to
hide, and in doing so turned it round, and it began to roll,
and rolled down the hill with the Pig inside it, which
frightened the Wolf so much that he ran home without
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He went to the little Pig's house, and told him how
frightened he had been by a great round thing which came
down the hill past him.

Then the little Pig said, "Hah! I frightened you, did I?
I had been to the Fair and bought a butter churn, and when
I saw you I got into it, and rolled down the hill."




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Then the Wolf was very angry indeed, and declared
he would eat up the little Pig, and that he would get
down the chimney after him.



When the little Pig saw what he was about, he hung
on the pot full of water, and made up a blazing fire, and,
just as the Wolf was coming down, took off the cover of
the pot, and in fell the Wolf. And the little Pig put on
the cover again in an instant, boiled him up, and ate him
for supper, and lived happy ever after.








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TOM THUMB

LONG ago, in the merry days of good King Arthur,
there lived a ploughman and his wife. They were
very poor, but would have been contented and happy if
only they could have had a little child. One day, having



heard of the great fame of the magician Merlin, who was
living at the Court of King Arthur, the wife persuaded her
husband to go and tell him of their trouble. Having
arrived at the Court, the man besought Merlin with tears
in his eyes to give them a child, saying that they would be




quite content even though it should be no bigger than his
thumb. Merlin determined to grant the request, and what
was the countryman's astonishment to find when he reached
home that his wife had a son, who, w r onderful to relate,
was no biser than his father's thumb !



The parents were now very happy, and the christening
of the little fellow took place with great ceremony. The
Fairy Queen, attended by all her company of elves, was
present at the feast. She kissed the little child, and, giving
it the name of Tom Thumb, told her fairies to fetch the




tailors of her Court, who dressed her little godson according
to her orders. His hat was made of a beautiful oak leaf,
his shirt of a fine spider's web, and his hose and doublet
were of thistledown, his stockings were made with the rind
of a delicate green apple, and the garters were two of the



finest little hairs imaginable, plucked from his mother's
eyebrows, while his shoes were made of the skin of a little
mouse. When he was thus dressed, the Fairy Queen kissed
him once more, and, wishing him all good luck, flew off
with the fairies to her Court.




As Tom grew older, he became very amusing and full
of tricks, so that his mother was afraid to let him out of
her sight. One day, while she was making a batter
pudding, Tom stood on the edge of the bowl, with a
lighted candle in his hand, so that she might see that the



pudding was made properly. Unfortunately, however, when
her back was turned, Torn fell into the bowl, and his




mother, not missing him, stirred him up in the pudding,
tied it in a cloth, and put it into the pot. The batter
filled Tom's mouth, and prevented him from calling out,
but he had no sooner felt the hot water, than he kicked and
struggled so much that the pudding jumped about in the
pot, and his mother, thinking the pudding was bewitched,
was nearly frightened out of her wits. Pulling it out of
the pot, she ran with it to her door, and gave it to a
tinker who was passing. He was very thankful for it, and
looked forward to having a better dinner than he had
enjoyed for many a long day. But his pleasure did not
last long, for, as he was getting over a stile, he happened



to sneeze very hard, and Tom, who had been quite quiet
inside the pudding for some time, called out at the top of
his little voice, ' Hallo, Pickens ! ' This so terrified the





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tinker that he flung away the pudding, and ran off as fast
as he could. The pudding was all broken to pieces by
the fall, and Tom crept out, covered with batter, and ran




home to his mother, who had been looking everywhere for
him, and was delighted to see him again. She gave him a
bath in a cup, which soon washed off all the pudding, and
he was none the worse for his adventure.

A few days after this, Tom accompanied his mother


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