Then he ran after him, still holding the carving-knife,
and cried, 'Only one, only one!' 112
The Son made a circle, and his Father and he took their
places within it, and the little black Mannikin
appeared 116
Once upon a time a poor Peasant, named Crabb, was taking
a load of wood drawn by two oxen to the town for sale 120
The good little Sister cut off her own tiny finger, fitted
it into the lock, and succeeded in opening it 124
But they said one after another: 'Halloa! who has been
eating off my plate? Who has been drinking out of my
cup?' 126
Then the Youth took the axe and split the anvil with one
blow, catching in the Old Man's beard at the same time 150