THE TONGUE-CUT SPARROW.
THERE was once an old man who had a wife with a very bad temper. She had never borne him any children, and would not take the trouble to adopt a son. So for a little pet he kept a tiny sparrow, and fed it with great care. The old dame not satisfied with scolding her husband hated the sparrow.
Now the old woman’s temper was especially bad on wash days, when her old back and knees were well strained over the low tub, which rested on the ground.
It happened once that she had made some starch, and set it in a red wooden bowl to cool. While her back was turned, the sparrow hopped down on the edge of the bowl, and pecked at some of the starch. In a rage the old hag seized a pair of scissors and cut the sparrow’s tongue out. Flinging the bird in the air she cried out, “
