“Do you know any more stories about Master Reinecke, little grandma?” the little boy finally asked.
“Perhaps I do,” replied the grandmother. “Let me see; did I ever tell you about
“THE BIRD, THE FOX, AND THE DOG?”
“No,” said the little boy. “Do tell that, please!”
So the grandmother began:
Once upon a time there was a Bird which built her nest in a hedge, laid her eggs there, and began to brood over them. Now a little Fox got wind of the matter, and he thought to himself, “Aha! there’s a fine breakfast for me!” So he left the Bird to brood over her eggs, waiting for the time when the young ones should hatch out.
When that time came he paid a visit to the Bird, which was singing gayly in the hedge, and said to her:
“Good-morning, dear cousin. Oh, how beautiful you are and how sweet is your song! But still more enticing are your young ones in the nest, and I mean to eat them up!”