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HERE was once a wonderful musician, and he was one day walking through a wood all alone, thinking of this and that: and when he had nothing more left to think about, he said to himself, “T shall grow tired of being in this wood, so I will bring out a good companion.” So he took the fiddle that hung at his back and fiddled so that the wood echoed. Before long a wolf came through the thicket and trotted up to him. “ Oh, here comes a wolf! I had no particular wish for such company,” said the musician: but the wolf drew nearer, and said to him, “Ho, you musician, how finely you play! I must learn how to play too." ‘That is easily done,’ answered the musician, “ you have only to do exactly as I tell you.” ‘‘O musician,” said the wolf, “ I will obey you, as a scholar does his master.” The musician told him to come with him. As they went a part of the way together they came to an old oak tree, which was hollow within and cleft through the middle. “Look here,” said the musician, “if you want to learn how to fiddle, you must put your fore feet in this cleft.” The wolf obeyed, but the musician took up a stone and quickly wedged both his paws with one stroke, so fast, that the wolf was a prisoner, and there obliged to stop. Nb Za a ae) ag it : LF Jit," « IT
