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THE LITTLE FARMER. 259 “He says, thirdly, that there is salad in the bed.” ‘That would be jolly!” cried the miller, and went and looked, and found the salad. Once more the Little Farmer pinched the raven, so that he croaked, and said, “He says, fourthly and lastly, that there are cakes under the bed.” | “That would be jolly!” cried the miller, and he went and looked, and found the cakes. And now the two sat down to table, and the miller’s wife . felt very uncomfortable, and she went to bed and took all the | keys with her. The miller was eager to know what the fifth thing could be, but the Little Farmer said, ‘¢ Suppose we eat the four things in peace first, for the fifth thing is a great deal worse.” So they sat and ate, and while they ate, they bargained together as to how much the miller would give for knowing the fifth thing; and at last they agreed upon three hundred dollars. Then the Little Farmer pinched the raven, so that he croaked aloud. And the miller asked what he said, and the Little Farmer answered, ‘He says that there is a demon in the linen-closet.” “Then,” said the miller, “that demon must out of the linen-closet,” and he unbarred the house-door, while the Little Farmer got the key of the linen-closet from the miller’s wife, and opened it. ‘Then the man rushed forth, and out of the house, and the miller said, ‘‘T saw the black rogue with my own eyes; so that is a good riddance.” And the Little Farmer took himself off by daybreak next morning with the three hundred dollars. And after this the Little Farmer by degrees got on in the world, and built himself a good house, and the other farmers said, “Surely the Little Farmer has been where it rains gold pieces, and has brought home money by the bushel.” And he was summoned before the bailiff to say whence his riches came. And all he said was, “T sold my calf’s skin for three hundred dollars.” When the other farmers heard this they wished to share such good luck, and ran home, killed all their cows, skinned them in order to sell them also for the same high price as the

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