in sleep. Jack seized the knife, and holding it with both his hands
drove the blade into the single eye of the giant, who woke with a howl
of agony, and starting up, barred the door. Jack was again in
difficulties, for he couldn't get out, but he soon found a way out of
them. The giant had a favourite dog, which had also been sleeping when
his master was blinded. So Jack killed the dog, skinned it, and threw
the hide over his back.

"Bow, wow," says Jack.

"At him, Truncheon," said the giant; "at the little wretch that I've fed
these seven years, and now has blinded me."

"Bow, wow," says Jack, and ran between the giant's legs on all-fours,
barking till he got to the door. He unlatched it and was off, and never
more was seen at Dalton Mill.

Scrapefoot

Once upon a time, there were three Bears who lived in a castle in a
great wood. One of them was a great big Bear, and one was a middling
Bear, and one was a little Bear. And in the same wood there was a Fox
who lived all alone, his name was Scrapefoot. Scrapefoot was very much
afraid of the Bears, but for all that he wanted very much to know all
about them. And one day as he went through the wood he found himself
near the Bears' Castle, and he wondered whether he could get into the
castle. He looked all about him everywhere, and he could not see any
one. So he came up very quietly, till at last he came up to the door of
the castle, and he tried whether he could open it. Yes! the door was not
locked, and he opened it just a little way, and put his nose in and
looked, and he could not see any one. So then he opened it a little way
farther, and put one paw in, and then another paw, and another and
another, and then he was all in the Bears' Castle. He found he was in a
great hall with three chairs in it--one big, one middling, and one
little chair; and he thought he would like to sit down and rest and
look about him; so he sat down on the big chair. But he found it so hard
and uncomfortable that it made his bones ache, and he jumped down at
once and got into the middling chair, and he turned round and round in
it, but he couldn't make himself comfortable. So then he went to the
little chair and sat down in it, and it was so soft and warm and
comfortable that Scrapefoot was quite happy; but all at once it broke to
pieces under him and he couldn't put it together again! So he got up and
began to look about him again, and on one table he saw three saucers, of
wh