Tinkle Bell came and bought the mat and left a pile of gold as before. The Old Woman thought if she had no more visitors she could buy a fat turkey.
“Rap, a, tap,” sounded and in came Foxy-Loxy, the friendly Fox saying:
“Spectacles, without a rim,
I need—my eyes are growing dim.”
Foxy-Loxy Counts Out Her Gold
Now, the Old Woman did not want to give away all her fairy gold; but her own eyes were growing dim and she had to wear spectacles, so she felt sorry for Foxy-Loxy and let him count out her gold, and take it all away.
The Old Woman set the spinning wheel in the corner. She was tired spinning. Her head went nid, nid, nodding and she fell asleep.
At this very minute Tiny-Tail, Bushy-Tail, Hug-Me-Tight, and Foxy-Loxy met Tinkle Bell in the woods, and they showed their new possessions.
They all shouted, “We are so thankful!”