|A Child's Book of Stories|
|by Penrhyn W. Coussens|
|A choice collection of favorite fairy tales, to delight children of all ages. The 86 stories selected for this collection include folk tales from England, Norway, and India, as well as the best fairy tales from Grimm, Andersen, and Perrault. The volume also contains a handful of fables from Aesop and several tales from the Arabian Nights. Ages 5-9 |
THE FOX AS HERDSMAN
NCE upon a time there was a woman who went out ot hire a
herdsman, and she met a bear.
"Where are you going, Goody?" said Bruin. "Oh, I'm
going our to hire a herdsman," answered the woman.
"Why not have me for a herdsman?" said Bruin.
"Well, why not?" said the woman. "If you only knew how
to call the flock! Just let me hear how you would do
"O-ow! 0-0w!" growled the bear.
"No, no! I won't have you," said the woman, as soon as
she heard him say that; and off she went on her way.
So when she had gone a bit farther, she met a wolf.
"Where are you going, Goody?" asked the wolf.
"Oh," said she, "I'm going out to hire a herdsman."
"Why not have me for a herdsman?" asked the wolf.
"Well, why not? If you could only call the flock! Just
let me hear how you would do it," said she.
"Uh! uh!" said the wolf.
"No, no!" said the woman; "that would never do."
After she had gone a while longer, she met a fox.
"Where are you going, Goody?" asked the fox.
"Oh, I'm just going out to hire a herdsman." Said the
Why not have me for your herdsman?" asked the fox.
"Well, why not?" said she. "If you could only call the
flock! How would you do it?"
"Dil-dal-holm," called out the fox in a clear voice.
 "Yes, you'll do," said the woman; and so she set
the fox to herd her flock.
The first day the fox ate up all the woman's goats; the
second day he made an end of all her sheep; and the
third day he ate up all her cows. When he came home on
the evening of the third day, the woman asked him where
her flocks were.
"Oh," said the fox, "their skulls are in the stream,
and their bodies in the woods."
Now the woman was churning when the fox said this, but
she thought she might as well go out and look after her
flock; and while she was away the fox crept into the
churn and ate up the cream. When the woman came back
and saw what he had done, she was so angry that she
snatched up what cream there was left and threw it at
the fox as he ran off, and some of it stuck to his
tail. So that is the reason why the fox has a white tip
to his brush.
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