bed. The other man was a very pleasant fellow, and they got very
friendly together; but in the morning, when they were both getting up,
the gentleman was surprised to see the other hang his trousers on the
knobs of the chest of drawers and run across the room and try to jump
into them, and he tried over and over again, and couldn't manage it;
and the gentleman wondered whatever he was doing it for. At last he
stopped and wiped his face with his handkerchief. "Oh dear," he says,
"I do think trousers are the most awkwardest kind of clothes that ever
were. I can't think who could have invented such things. It takes me
the best part of an hour to get into mine every morning, and I get so
hot! How do you manage yours?" So the gentleman burst out a-laughing,
and showed him how to put them on; and he was very much obliged to
him, and said he never should have thought of doing it that way.

So that was another big silly.

Then the gentleman went on his travels again; and he came to a
village, and outside the village there was a pond, and round the pond
was a crowd of people. And they had got rakes, and brooms, and
pitchforks, reaching into the pond; and the gentleman asked what was
the matter. "Why," they say, "matter enough! Moon's tumbled into the
pond, and we can't rake her out anyhow!" So the gentleman burst out a-
laughing, and told them to look up into the sky, and that it was only
the shadow in the water. But they wouldn't listen to him, and abused
him shamefully, and he got away as quick as he could.

So there was a whole lot of sillies bigger than them three sillies at
home. So the gentleman turned back home again and married the farmer's
daughter, and if they didn't live happy for ever after, that's nothing
to do with you or me.