The pancake thought there might be something in that, and so they kept
company. But when they had gone a while, they came to a brook. As for
Piggy, he was so fat he could swim across. It was nothing for him, but
the poor pancake could not get over.

"Seat yourself on my snout," said the pig, "and I'll carry you over."

So the pancake did that.

"Ouf, ouf," said the pig, and swallowed the pancake at one gulp, and
then, as the poor pancake could go no farther, why--this story can go no
farther either.




WHY THE SEA IS SALT


Once on a time, but it was a long, long time ago, there were two
brothers, one rich and one poor.

Now, one Christmas eve, the poor one had not so much as a crumb in the
house, either of meat or bread, so he went to his brother to ask him for
something with which to keep Christmas. It was not the first time his
brother had been forced to help him, and, as he was always stingy, he
was not very glad to see him this time, but he said, "I'll give you a
whole piece of bacon, two loaves of bread, and candles into the bargain,
if you'll never bother me again--but mind you don't set foot in my house