“I am glad I helped that old woman,” said Jack, “for her stick made the last of that giant!”
TOM THUMB
Part One
It matters not how small one is if only he has wits and is not afraid.
A poor woodman and his wife had no children and were very sad and lonely. One day his wife said:
“I should be very happy if I had a child even if he were no bigger than my thumb.”
It came to pass as she wished. One day a little boy was born and he was no bigger than her thumb. No matter how much she fed him he never grew any larger, so she called him Tom Thumb.
One day the woodman started into the wood to cut fuel. Tom said:
“Let me drive the horse after you to bring home the fuel. I will climb into his ear and tell him which way to go.”