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The Rainbow Book of Fairy Tales for Four-Year-Olds by  Lisa Ripperton

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The Pancake

Once on a time there was a goody who had seven hungry bairns, and she was frying a Pancake for them. It was a sweet-milk Pancake, and there it lay in the pan bubbling and frizzling so thick and good, it was a sight for sore eyes to look at. And the bairns stood round about, and the goodman sat by and looked on.

"Oh, give me a bit of Pancake, mother dear: "I am so hungry," said one bairn.

"Oh, darling mother," said the second.

"Oh, darling, good mother," said the third.

"Oh, darling, good, nice mother," said the fourth.

"Oh, darling, pretty, good, nice mother," said the fifth.

"Oh, darling, pretty, good, nice, clever mother," said the sixth.

"Oh, darling, pretty, good, nice, clever, sweet mother," said the seventh.

So they begged for the Pancake all round, the one more prettily than the other, for they were so hungry and so good.

"Yes, yes, bairns, only bide a bit till it turns itself"—she ought to have said, "till I get it turned"—"and then you shall have some—a lovely sweet-milk Pancake; only look how fat and happy it lies there."

When the Pancake heard that it got afraid, and in a trice it turned itself all of itself, and tried to jump out of the pan; but it fell back into it again t'other side up, and so when it had been fried a little on the other side, too, till it got firmer in its flesh, it sprang out on the floor, and rolled off like a wheel through the door and down the hill.

"Holloa! Stop, Pancake!" and away went the goody after it, with the frying-pan in one hand and the ladle in the other, as fast as she could, and her bairns behind her, while the goodman limped after them last of all.

"Hi! won't you stop? Seize it! Stop, Pancake," they all screamed out, one after another, and tried to catch it on the run and hold it; but the Pancake rolled on and on, and in the twinkling of an eye it was so far ahead that they couldn't see it, for the Pancake was faster on its feet than any of them.

So when it had rolled a while it met a man.

"Good day, Pancake," said the man.

"God bless you, Manny-Panny," said the Pancake.

"Dear Pancake," said the man, "don't roll so fast; stop a little and let me eat you."

"When I have given the slip to Goody-Poody, and the goodman, and seven squalling children, I may well slip through your fingers, Manny-Panny," said the Pancake, and rolled on and on till it met a hen.

"Good day, Pancake," said the hen.

"The same to you, Henny-Penny," said the Pancake.

"Pancake, dear, don't roll so fast; bide a bit and let me eat you up," said the hen.

"When I have given the slip to Goody-Poody, and the goodman, and seven squalling children, and Manny-Panny, I may well slip through your claws, Henny-Penny," said the Pancake, and so it rolled on like a wheel down the road.

Just then it met a cock.

"Good day," said the cock.

"The same to you, Cocky-Locky," said the Pancake.

"Pancake, dear, don't roll so fast, but bide a bit and let me eat you up."

"When I have given the slip to Goody-Poody, and the goodman, and seven squalling children, and to Manny-Panny, and Henny-Penny, I may well slip through your claws, Cocky-Locky," said the Pancake, and off it set rolling away as fast as it could; and when it had rolled a long way it met a duck.

"Good day, Pancake," said the duck.

"The same to you, Ducky-Lucky."

"Pancake, dear, don't roll away so fast; bide a bit and let me eat you up."

"When I have given the slip to Goody-Poody, and the goodman, and seven squalling children, and Manny-Panny, and Henny-Penny, and Cocky-Locky, I may well slip through your fingers, Ducky-Lucky," said the Pancake, and with that it took to rolling and rolling faster than ever; and when it had rolled a long, long way it met a goose.

"Good day, Pancake," said the goose.

"The same to you, Goosey-Poosey."

"Pancake, dear, don't roll so fast; bide a bit and let me eat you up."

"When I have given the slip to Goody-Poody, and the goodman, and seven squalling children, and Manny-Panny, and Henny-Penny, and Cocky-Locky, and Ducky-Lucky, I can well slip through your feet, Goosey-Poosey," said the Pancake, and off it rolled.

So when it had rolled a long, long way farther, it met a gander.

"Good day, Pancake," said the gander.

"The same to you, Gander-Pander," said the Pancake.

"Pancake, dear, don't roll so fast; bide a bit and let me eat you up."

"When I have given the slip to Goody-Poody, and the goodman, and seven squalling children, and Manny-Panny, and Henny-Penny, and Ducky-Lucky, and Goosey-Poosey, I may well slip through your feet, Gander-Pander," said the Pancake, and it rolled off as fast as ever.

So when it had rolled a long, long time it met a pig.

"Good day, Pancake," said the pig.

"The same to you, Piggy-Wiggy," said the Pancake, which, without a word more, began to roll and roll like mad.

"Nay, nay," said the pig, "you needn't be in such a hurry; we two can go side by side and see each other over the wood; they say it is not safe in there."

The Pancake thought there might be something in that, and so they kept company. But when they had gone awhile, they came to a brook. As for Piggy, he was so fat he swam safely across; it was nothing to him; but the poor Pancake couldn't get over.

"Seat yourself on my snout," said the pig, "and I'll carry you over."

So the Pancake did that.

"Ouf, ouf," said the pig, and swallowed the Pancake at one gulp; and the poor Pancake could go no farther, why—this story can go no farther either.

  
from Tales from the Fjeld
        by George Dasent, 1896
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