. The pink fairy book. to stay wherethey were and continue to earn their living by sellingfirewood. One very hot evening, after they had been workinghard all day, they fell asleep under a tree in front of thehut. And as they slept there came by three fairies, whostopped to look at them. What fine fellows ! said one. Let us give them apresent. Yes, what shall it be ? asked another. This youth has a coverlet over him, said the firstfairy. When he wraps it round him, and wishes himselfin any place, he will find himself there in an instant. Then said the second fairy: This youth has a pursein his
. The pink fairy book. to stay wherethey were and continue to earn their living by sellingfirewood. One very hot evening, after they had been workinghard all day, they fell asleep under a tree in front of thehut. And as they slept there came by three fairies, whostopped to look at them. What fine fellows ! said one. Let us give them apresent. Yes, what shall it be ? asked another. This youth has a coverlet over him, said the firstfairy. When he wraps it round him, and wishes himselfin any place, he will find himself there in an instant. Then said the second fairy: This youth has a pursein his hand. I will promise that it shall always give himas much gold as he asks for. Last came the turn of the third fairy. This one hasa horn slung round him. When he blows at the smallend the seas shall be covered with ships. And if he blowsat the wide end they shall all be sunk in the waves. Sothey vanished, without knowing that Ciccu had beenawake and heard all they said. The next day, when they were all cutting wood, he. 342 THE STORY OF CICCU said to bis brothers, Tliat old coverlet and the purse areno use to you; I wish you would give them to me. Ihave a fancy for them, for the sake of old times. NowPcppe and Alfiu were very fond of Ciccu, and neverrefused him anything, so they let him have the coverletand the purse without a word. When he had got themsafel}^ Ciccu went on, Dear brothers, I am tired of theforest. I want to live in the town, and work at sometrade. O Ciccu! stay with us, they cried. We are veryhappy here; and who knows how we shall get on else-where ? AVe can always try, answered Ciccu ; and if times arebad we can come back here and take up saying he picked up his bundle of sticks, and hisbrothers did the same. But when they reached the town they found that themarket was overstocked with firewood, and they did notsell enough to buy themselves a dinner, far less to getany food to carry home. They were wondering sadlywhat they should do when Ciccu
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