"Little pig, there is a fair in town this afternoon; will you go?"

"Oh yes," said the pig, "I will go; what time?"

"At three," said the wolf. As usual the little pig went off before the
time, and got to the fair, and bought a butter-churn, which he was rolling
home when he saw the wolf coming. So he got into the churn to hide, and in
so doing turned it round, and it rolled down the hill with the pig in it,
which frightened the wolf so much that he ran home without going to the
fair. He went to the little pig's house, and told him how frightened he
had been by a great round thing which came past him down the hill. Then
the little pig said:--

"Ha! ha! I frightened you, then!"

Then the wolf was very angry indeed, and tried to get down the chimney in
order to eat up the little pig. When the little pig saw what he was about,
he put a pot full of water on the blazing fire, and, just as the wolf was
coming down, he took off the cover, and in fell the wolf. Quickly the
little pig clapped on the cover, and when the wolf was boiled ate him for
supper.


THE STORY OF THE THREE BEARS[1]

[Footnote 1: Adapted from Joseph Jacobs's _English Fairy Tales_ (David
Nutt, 57-59 Long Acre, W.C. 6s.).]

Once upon a time there were Three Bears, who lived together in a house of
their own, in a wood. One of them was a Little Small Wee Bear, and one