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- (continued from previous page)will do, I shall buy a hen, and the hen will lay eggs and hatch them. Then I will have chickens, I shall sell the chickens and buy a nice red gown, Kane I shall walk through the market with it, and everybody will be looking at me, but I won't look at them. I'll just toss my head in the air, like this and - "In tossing her head the pail of milk toppled over, and all the milk was spilt. When she went home her mother said to her, " Don't count your chickens before they are hatched.Patsy Dix.Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- One time there lived an old man and woman in a small house near the woods. They were very poor. One day the man went into the wood for sticks and he met a small man, who told him he would give him three wishes. Very excitedly he went home and told his wife. The man wished for a string of black puddings. His wife was angry with him for thus losing his wish, and unconsciously she wished that the puddings would stick to his nose. The remaining wish went to remove the pudding - thus the three wishes were spent foolishly.Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- One time there lived a poor man and his wife. The husband was a fisherman, and one day(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
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