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from Boys And Girls Bookshelf - STORIES for LITTLE BOYS





ADAPTED BY CECILIA FARWELL

The Fox was digging under an old tree and found a bumblebee. He gathered
it up and put it into his bag and tied the string. Then he went to the
first cottage at the end of the village street and said:

"Good morning, Good Mother. The way is long, and I am weary. May I leave
my bag here while I go to the grocery store?"

"That will be all right," said the old woman, "put it behind the door."

So the Fox put the bag behind the door, saying, as he did so: "Be sure
that you do not untie the string, Good Mother." Then he went out of the
cottage and on up the road.

The old woman looked at the bag and said to herself: "Now, I wonder what
that sly fellow carries so carefully? It will do no harm to see."

So she untied the string and started to look into the bag, and when the
bag was opened the bumblebee flew out, and the rooster which was
stalking about in the kitchen promptly ate him up.

When the Fox came back he saw that his bag had been opened and he said
to the old woman: "Where is my bumblebee?"

"I opened the bag for but an instant," said the old woman, "and the
bumblebee flew out and the rooster ate him up."

"Then I must take the rooster," said the Fox. So he gathered up the
rooster, put him into the bag and tied the string, and threw the bag
over his shoulder and went on down the road.

When he came to the next cottage he knocked at the door and said: "Good
morning, Good Mother. The way is long and I am weary. May I leave my bag
here while I go on to the grocery store?"

"That will be all right," said the old woman, "put it behind the door."

So the Fox put the bag behind the door, saying as he did so: "Be sure
that you do not untie the string, Good Mother," and he went on down the
road.

The old woman looked at the bag and said to herself, "Now I wonder what
it is that that sly old fellow carries so carefully. It will do no harm
to see."

So she untied the string and started to look into the bag, and when the
bag was opened the rooster flew out, and the pig which was in the
kitchen promptly ate him up.

When the Fox came back he saw that the bag had been opened, and he said:
"Where is my rooster, Good Mother?"

"I opened the bag for but an instant, and the rooster flew out and the
pig ate him up," said the woman.

"Then I must have the pig," said the Fox. So he gathered up the pig and
put him into the bag and tied the string and threw the bag over his
shoulder and went on down the road.

When he came to the next cottage he knocked at the door and said: "Good
morning, Good Mother. The way is long and I am weary. May I leave my bag
here while I go to the grocery store?"

"That will be all right," said the old woman, "put it behind the door."

So the Fox put the bag behind the door, saying as he did so, "Be sure
that you do not untie the string, Good Mother," and went on down the
road.

The old woman looked at the bag and said to herself: "Now I wonder what
it is that that sly old fellow carries so carefully. It will do no harm
to see."

So she untied the string and opened the bag the least little bit, and
the pig jumped out of the bag and ran into the house where the ox stood
and the ox promptly gored him to death.

When the Fox came back and saw that the bag had been opened he said:
"Where is my pig, Good Mother?"

"I opened the bag the least little bit, and the pig jumped out and the
ox gored him to death," said the woman.

"Then I must have the ox," said the Fox. So he went out into the yard
and gathered up the ox and put him into the bag and tied the string and
threw the bag on his back and went on down the road.

When he came to the next cottage he knocked at the door and said: "Good
morning, Good Mother. The way is long and I am weary. May I leave my bag
here while I go to the grocery store?"

"That will be all right," said the old woman, "put it behind the door."

So the Fox put the bag behind the door, saying as he did so: "Be sure
that you do not untie the string, Good Mother," and went on down the
road.



The woman looked at the bag and said to herself: "Now I wonder what it
is that that sly old fellow carries so carefully? It will do no harm to
see."

So she untied the string and opened the bag and the ox jumped out and
ran out into the yard, and the little boy who was playing there chased
him off over the hill and into the wood.

When the Fox came back he saw that the string had been untied, and he
said to the old woman: "Where is my ox?"

"I opened the bag the least little bit, and the ox jumped out and the
little boy chased him over the hill and into the wood," said the old
woman.

"Then I must take the little boy," said the Fox.

So he gathered up the little boy and put him into the bag and tied the
string and threw the bag over his shoulder and started off down the
road.

When he came to the next house he knocked at the door and said: "Good
morning, Good Mother. The way is long and I am weary. May I leave my bag
while I go to the store?"

"That will be all right," said the woman, "put it behind the door."

So the Fox put the bag behind the door, saying as he did so: "Be sure
that you do not untie the string, Good Mother," and went off.

This woman was very busy that morning, making cake, and she had no time
to think of the bag, and it lay there for a long time. By-and-by when
the cake was done her little boys gathered around the table, crying:
"Let me taste the cake, Mother. Give me a piece of cake!" And she gave
each one of them a piece of cake.

The cake smelled so good that the little boy in the bag cried out: "Oh,
I want a piece of cake, too."

When the woman heard the little boy cry out she went to the bag, and
looking down at it, she said: "Now I wonder what that sly Fox has been
about?" And the little boy cried out again, and the woman untied the
string and let him out, and took the house dog and put him into the bag
instead, and the little boy joined the others around the table, and she
gave him a piece of the cake.

When the Fox came back he saw that the bag was all tied up, and looked
just as it had when he left it, so he took it from behind the door and
threw it over his shoulder, saying to himself: "I have had a long
journey to-day, and I am hungry. And I have not done so badly, either. I
will now go into the woods and see how the little boy tastes."

So he went into the woods and untied the string to take the little boy
out of the bag. But the little boy, as we know, was standing around the
table with the other little boys eating cake. And no sooner was the
string untied than the house dog jumped out of the bag and sprang right
on the Fox, and they had a fight right then and there in the woods.
Pretty soon the dog went trotting down the road. But the Fox did not go
home. In fact he did not go anywhere at all.





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