"At least they might let us do that!" cried they.
"Let them shout and fight
And kill bears day and night;
We'll leave them their spears and hatchets of stone
If they'll give us this thing for our very own.
It will be like a joy above all we could scheme,
To sit up all night and sew such a seam!"
"Beware! take care!" cried an aged old crone,
"Take care what you promise!" said she.
"At first 't will be fun,