So the Cock ran to the Charcoal-burner and said

“Dear good friend Charcoal-burner, give me charcoal, the charcoal I’ll

give to the Smith, the Smith’ll give me an axe, the axe I’ll give to

the Woodcutter, the Woodcutter’ll give me wood, the wood I’ll give to

the Baker’s wife, the Baker’s wife’ll give me a bannock, the bannock

I’ll give to the Thresher, the Thresher’ll give me corn, the corn I’ll

give to the Sow, the Sow’ll give me bristles, the bristles I’ll give to

the Shoemaker, the Shoemaker’ll give me shoes, the shoes I’ll give to

the Virgin Mary, the Virgin Mary’ll give me a red ribbon, the red

ribbon I’ll give to the Linden, the Linden’ll give me leaves, the

leaves I’ll give to the Spring, the Spring’ll give me water, the water

I’ll give to Dame Partlet my mate, who lies at death’s door in the

hazel-wood.

So the Charcoal-burner took pity on the Cock, and gave him a bit of

charcoal, and then the Smith got his coal, and the Woodcutter his axe,

and the Baker’s wife her wood, and the Thresher his bannock, and the

Sow her corn, and the Shoemaker his bristles, and the Virgin Mary her

shoes, and the Linden its red ribbon with a golden edge, and the Spring

its leaves, and the Cock his drop of water, and he gave it to Dame

Partlet, his mate, who lay there at death’s door in the hazel-wood, and

so she got all right again.

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