Mighty Mikko; a book of Finnish fairy tales and folk tales . me day! I promise I will! 307 308 MIGHTY MIKKO Osmo let out a great roar of laughter. What, little one? Youll reward me! Ha! Ha!That is good! The Mouse will reward the Bear! Wellnow, that is a joke! However, little one, I will let yougo! Youre too weak and insignificant for me to killand too small to eat. So run along! With that the Bear lifted his paw and the littleMouse scampered off. It will reward me for my kindness! Osmo repeated,and in spite of the fact that he was fast caught in anet he shook again with laughter. He was still
Mighty Mikko; a book of Finnish fairy tales and folk tales . me day! I promise I will! 307 308 MIGHTY MIKKO Osmo let out a great roar of laughter. What, little one? Youll reward me! Ha! Ha!That is good! The Mouse will reward the Bear! Wellnow, that is a joke! However, little one, I will let yougo! Youre too weak and insignificant for me to killand too small to eat. So run along! With that the Bear lifted his paw and the littleMouse scampered off. It will reward me for my kindness! Osmo repeated,and in spite of the fact that he was fast caught in anet he shook again with laughter. He was still laughing when the little Mouse returnedwith a great army of his fellows. All the host at oncebegan gnawing at the ropes of the net and in no timeat all they had freed the big Bear. You see, the little Mouse said, although we areweak and insignificant we can reward a kindness! Osmo was so ashamed for having laughed at the Miceon account of their size that all he could say as heshambled off into the forest was: Thanks! r^7^ D^^ ADVENTURE XVI THE LAST OF OSMO. There was a Farmer that used todrive his sledge into the forest to cutwood. Always as he drove he shoutedabusively at his Horse. Go along, you old plug! hed say. What do you think youre good for, anyway? If you dont move along more lively Ill give you to the Bear for his supper—thats what Ill do with you! Now Osmo, the Bear, heard about this, how theFarmer was always talking about giving him his Horse,so one afternoon while the Farmer was going through 209 310 MIGHTY MIKKO his usual tirade Osmo suddenly stepped out of thebushes and said: Well, Mr. Farmer, here I am! Suppose you giveme my supper. The Farmer was greatly taken back. I didnt really mean what I was saying, he stam-mered. Hes a good Horse but hes a little lazy—thats all. Osmo stood there swaying his shoulders and twistinghis head. Even if he is lazy hell taste all right to me. Comealong, Mr. Farmer, hand him over as youve promisedto do this long time! But I ca
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