ONCE on a time there was an old wife who sat and baked. Now you must
know that this old wife had a little son, who was so plump and fat, and
so fond of good things, that they called him Buttercup; she had a dog,
too, whose name was Goldtooth, and as she was baking, all at once
Goldtooth began to bark.
“Run out, Buttercup, there’s a dear!” said the old wife, “and see what
Goldtooth is barking at.”