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Title: The Golden Goose Book

Author: L. Leslie Brooke

Illustrator: L. Leslie Brooke

Release Date: April 20, 2005 [EBook #15661]

Language: English

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THE
GOLDEN GOOSE BOOK

BEING THE STORIES OF

THE GOLDEN GOOSE
THE THREE BEARS
THE 3 LITTLE PIGS
TOM THUMB

_With numerous Drawings in
Colour and Black-and-White_

_by_

L. LESLIE BROOKE

LONDON

FREDERICK WARNE AND CO., LTD.

AND NEW YORK

_Copyright in all countries
signatory to the Berne Convention_
FREDERICK WARNE & CO. LTD.
LONDON, ENGLAND

FIRST PRINTED 1905

PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN

PRINTED FOR THE PUBLISHERS BY WILLIAM CLOWES AND SONS, LTD.,
LONDON AND BRECCLES

THE GOLDEN GOOSE

There was once a man who had three sons, the youngest of whom was called
the Simpleton. He was laughed at and despised and neglected on all
occasions. Now it happened one day that the eldest son wanted to go into
the forest, to hew wood, and his Mother gave him a beautiful cake and a
bottle of wine to take with him, so that he might not suffer from hunger
or thirst. When he came to the wood he met a little old grey man, who,
bidding him good-day, said: "Give me a small piece of the cake in your
wallet, and let me drink a mouthful of your wine; I am so hungry and
thirsty." But the clever son answered: "If I were to give you my cake
and wine, I should have none for myself, so be off with you," and he left
the little man standing there, and walked away. Hardly had he begun to hew
down a tree, when his axe slipped and cut his arm, so that he had to go
home at once and have the wound bound up. This was the work of the little
grey man.

Thereupon the second son went into the wood, and the Mother gave him, as
she had given