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Title: The crimson fairy book
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
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Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green and Co.
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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eer hunger. The shepherd felt that if heonce removed his eyes off the beast he was a dead man,and in order to keep himself awake he made songs andsang them, and so the night w^ent by. Next morning the Lord Chamberlain came to see theshepherds bones, and was amazed to find him alive andwell. He led him to the king, who fell into a furiouspassion, and said : Well, you have learned what it is tobe very near death, and noio will you say To my goodhealth ? But the shepherd answered : I am not afraid of tendeaths ! I will only say it if I may have the princess formy wife. Then go to your death, cried the king ; and orderedhim to be thrown into the den with the wdld boars. Thewild boars had not been fed for a week, and when theshepherd was thrust into their den they rushed at himto tear him to pieces. But the shepherd took a littleflute out of the sleeve of his jacket and began to play amerry tune, on which the wild boars first of all shrankshyly away, and thei; got up on their hind legs and
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TO YOUB GOOD HEALTH! 33 danced gaily. The shepherd would have given anythingto be able to laugh, they looked so funny; but he darednot stop playing, for he knew well enough that themoment he stopped they w^ould fall upon him and tearhim to pieces. His eyes were of no use to him here, forhe could not have stared ten wild boars in the face atonce; so he kept on playing, and the wild boars dancedvery slowiy, as if in a minuet, then by degrees he playedfaster and faster till they could hardly twist and turnquickly enough, and ended by all falling over each otherin a heap, quite exhausted and out of breath. Then the shepherd ventured to laugh at last; and helaughed so long and so loud that when the Lord Chamber-lain came early in the morning, expecting to find only hisbones, the tears were still running down his cheeks fromlaughter. As soon as the king was dressed the shepherd wasagain brought before him ; but he w^as more angry thanever to think the wild boars had not torn the man to bits

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