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, she sent them out to seek
their fortune.
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. 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
in." Well, he huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and 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."
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." "Where?" said the
Pig.
"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 he 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 was gone to pick it up, the little Pig jumped down and 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 going to the Fair.
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."
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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