"Henry?"

"No."

"Then your name is Rumpelstiltskin."

"The fairies have told you!" shouted the little man dancing about.

He became so angry that, in his rage, he stamped his right foot into the
ground.

This made him more angry still, and taking hold of his left foot with
both hands, he pulled so hard that he tore himself quite in two.


WILLIAM AND JACOB GRIMM




[Illustration]

BED IN SUMMER

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.