. Household stories from the collection of the Bros. Grimm . pit-a-pat. She knocks at the door, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat ! Mrs. Fox, are you there? Yes, yes, pussy dear ! Theres a suitor below,Shall I tell him to go? But what is he like ? asked Mrs. Fox. Has he ninebeautiful tails, like dear Mr. Fox ? Oh no, answered the cat; he has only one. Then I wont have him, said Mrs. Fox. So the cat went down-stairs, and sent the suitor there was another knock at the door. It was anotherfox come to woo. He had two tails, but he met with nobetter success than the first. Then there arrived more foxe
. Household stories from the collection of the Bros. Grimm . pit-a-pat. She knocks at the door, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat ! Mrs. Fox, are you there? Yes, yes, pussy dear ! Theres a suitor below,Shall I tell him to go? But what is he like ? asked Mrs. Fox. Has he ninebeautiful tails, like dear Mr. Fox ? Oh no, answered the cat; he has only one. Then I wont have him, said Mrs. Fox. So the cat went down-stairs, and sent the suitor there was another knock at the door. It was anotherfox come to woo. He had two tails, but he met with nobetter success than the first. Then there arrived more foxes,one after another, each with one more tail than the last, butthey were all dismissed, until there came one with nine tailslike old Mr. Fox. When the widow heard that she cried, fullof joy, to the cat, Now, open door and window wide,And turn old Mr. Fox outside. But before they could do so, up jumped old Mr. Fox fromunder the bench, and cudgelled the whole pack, driving them,with Mrs. Fox, out of the house. HOW MRS. FOX MARRIED AGAIN. 169 SECOND HEN old Mr. Fox died there came awolf to woo, and he knocked at thedoor, and the cat opened to him ; andhe made her a bow, and said, Good day, Miss Cat, so brisk and gay,How is it that alone you stay ?And what is it you cook to-day? The cat answered, Bread so white, and milk so sweet,Will it please you sit and eat ? Thank you very much, Miss Cat, answered the wolf; but is Mrs. Fox at home ? Then the cat said, She is sitting upstairs in her grief, And her eyes with her weeping are sore,From her sorrow she gets no relief,Now poor old Mr. Fox is no more ! The wolf answered, Wont she take another spouse,To protect her and her house ? Up went the cat, pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat. She knocks at the door, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat! Mrs. Fox, are you there? Yes, yes, pussy dear ! Theres a suitor below,Shall I tell him to go ? But Mrs. Fox asked, Has the gentleman red breechesand a sharp nose ? No, answered the cat. Then I wont have him, said Mrs
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