demanded his bride, but again the King
found an excuse.

"First bring me a ship that can sail both on land and sea, and then
you shall wed the Princess," he said.

Johnny went straightway to the wood, where he met the little gray man
with whom he had once shared his food.

"Good day," he said, nodding his wise little head. "So you've come to
visit me again, eh? It was I, you know, who drank the wine and ate the
bread for you, and now I will finish by giving you the wonderful ship
which is to sail on either land or sea. All this I do for you because
you were kind and good to me."

Then he gave him the ship, and when the King saw it he could find no
further excuse.

So he gave the young man his daughter, and the pair were married that
very day.

When the old King died, the Simpleton became King in his stead, and he
and his wife lived happily ever after.

* * * * *

TITTY MOUSE AND TATTY MOUSE

Titty Mouse and Tatty Mouse both lived in a house,
Titty Mouse went a-leasing and Tatty Mouse went a-leasing,
So they both went a-leasing.
Titty Mouse leased an ear of corn, and Tatty Mouse leased an ear of corn,
So they both leased an ear of corn.
Titty Mouse made a pudding, and Tatty Mouse made a pudding,
So they both made a pudding.
And Tatty Mouse put her pudding into the pot to boil,
But, when Titty went to put hers in, the pot tumbled over, and
scalded her to death.

Then Tatty sat down and wept, and a three-legged stool said: "Tatty,
why do you weep?" "Titty's dead," said Tatty, "and so I weep." "Then,"
said the stool, "I'll hop." So the stool hopped.

Then a broom in the corner of the room said: "Stool, why do you hop?"
"Oh!" said the stool, "Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and so I hop."
"Then," said the broom, "I'll sweep." So the broom began to sweep.

"Then," said the door, "Broom, why do you sweep?" "Oh!" said the
broom, "Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool hops, and so I
sweep." "Then," said the door, "I'll jar." So the door jarred.

"Then," said the window, "Door, why do you jar?" "Oh!" said the door,
"Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool hops, and the broom
sweeps, and so I jar."

"Then," said the window, "I'll creak." So the window creaked. Now
there was an old form outside the house, and when the window creaked,
the form said: "Window, why do you creak?" "Oh!" said the window,
"Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps,