I wouldn't have the heart to take an eye out of a rat itself;
I got half a dozen of them from the butcher, and only used three of
them."
So all came again into the other room, and Jack was made to sit down,
and everybody drank his health, and he drank everybody's health at
one offer. And six stout fellows saw himself and the master home, and
waited in the parlor while he went up and brought down the two hundred
guineas, and double wages for Jack himself. When he got home, he
brought the summer along with him to the poor mother and the disabled
brothers; and he was no more Jack the Fool in the people's mouths, but
"Skin-Churl Jack."
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HUDDEN AND DUDDEN AND DONALD O'NEARY
ADAPTED BY JOSEPH JACOBS
There was once upon a time two farmers, and their names were Hudden
and Dudden. They had poultry in their yards, sheep on the uplands, and
scores of cattle in the meadow land alongside the river. But for all
that they weren't happy, for just between their two farms there lived
a poor man by the name of Donald O'Neary. He had a hovel over his
head and a strip of grass that was barely enough to keep his one cow,
Daisy, from starving, and, though she did her best, it was but seldom
that Donald got a drink of milk or a roll of butter from Daisy.
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