The Old Woman And Her Pig

: English Fairy Tales

An old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked

sixpence. "What," said she, "shall I do with this little sixpence? I

will go to market, and buy a little pig."



So she bought a little pig; but as she was coming home, she came to a

stile, and the piggy would not go over the stile.



[Illustration: The old woman and her pig]



She went a little further, and she met
dog. So she said to him, "Dog!

dog! bite pig; piggy won't go over the stile; and I shan't get home till

midnight." But the dog wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met a stick. So she said, "Stick!

stick! beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and

I shan't get home till midnight." But the stick wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met a fire. So she said, "Fire! fire!

burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; pig won't get over

the stile; and I shan't get home till midnight." But the fire wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met some water. So she said, "Water!

water! quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog

won't bite pig; pig won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home till

midnight." But the water wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met an ox. So she said, "Ox! ox!

drink water; water won't quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't

beat dog; dog won't bite pig; pig won't get over the stile; and I shan't

get home till midnight." But the ox wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met a butcher. So she said, "Butcher!

butcher! kill ox; ox won't drink water; water won't quench fire; fire

won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; pig won't

get over the stile; and I shan't get home till midnight." But the

butcher wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met a rope. So she said, "Rope! rope!

hang butcher; butcher won't kill ox; ox won't drink water; water won't

quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite

pig; pig won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home till

midnight." But the rope wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met a rat. So she said, "Rat! rat!

gnaw rope; rope won't hang butcher; butcher won't kill ox; ox won't

drink water; water won't quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't

beat dog; dog won't bite pig; pig won't get over the stile; and I shan't

get home till midnight." But the rat wouldn't.



She went a little further, and she met a cat. So she said, "Cat! cat!

kill rat; rat won't gnaw rope; rope won't hang butcher; butcher won't

kill ox; ox won't drink water; water won't quench fire; fire won't burn

stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; pig won't get over the

stile; and I shan't get home till midnight." But the cat said to her,

"If you will go to yonder cow, and fetch me a saucer of milk, I will

kill the rat." So away went the old woman to the cow.



But the cow said to her, "If you will go to yonder haystack, and fetch

me a handful of hay, I'll give you the milk." So away went the old woman

to the haystack; and she brought the hay to the cow.



As soon as the cow had eaten the hay, she gave the old woman the milk;

and away she went with it in a saucer to the cat.



As soon as the cat had lapped up the milk, the cat began to kill the

rat; the rat began to gnaw the rope; the rope began to hang the butcher;

the butcher began to kill the ox; the ox began to drink the water; the

water began to quench the fire; the fire began to burn the stick; the

stick began to beat the dog; the dog began to bite the pig; the little

pig squealed and jumped over the stile; and so the old woman got home

before midnight.



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