Phillip's Folks and wonderland Tales.

Carly-lucks '' Soup " There was once a man who got his living by working in the Farm. He had one little son, called Carly-lucks, and one little Daughter, called Goddess-tresses but his wife was dead, and as he had to be our all day, these children were often left alone So as he was afraid ? that some evil might befall them when there was no one to look after them, he in an ill day,married again. I say in an ill day' for his second wife was a most deceitful woman, who really hated children, although she pretended, before her marriage, to love them. And she was so undkind to them, and made the house so uncomfortable with her bad temper,that her poor husband often sighed to himself, and wished that he had let well alone,and remained a Widower. But it was no use crying? over split milk, the deed was done,and he had just to try to make the best of it. So things went on for several years, until the children were beginning to run about out of doors and play by themselves. Then one day the Goodman changed to catch a hare, and be brought it home and give it to his wife to cook for the dinner. Now his wife was a very good cook, and she made the hare into a pot of delicious soup, but she was also very greedy, and while the soup was boiling she tasted it,and tasted it,till at last she discovered that it was almost gone. Then she was 8n a fine state of mind, for she knew that her husband would have nothing to set before him. So what do you think the wicked woman did? She went out the door where her little stepson, Carly-lucks was playing in the sun, and told him to come in and get his face washed. And while she washing his face,she struck him on the head with a hammer and stunned him, and popped him into the pot to make soup for his father's dinner. By and By the Goodman came in from his work, and the soup was dished up; and he, and his wife, and his little daughter Goddess-tresses,sat down to sup it. Where is Carly-lucks asked the Goodman. It's a pity he is not here while the soup is hot. How should i ken where he is? answered his wife crossly. I have other work to do than to run about after a mischievous laddie all the morning '. The Goodman went on supping his soup in silence for some minutes; then he lifted up a little foot in his spoon. This is Carly-lucks ' foot,he cried in horror. There's been ill work here. Hoots havers; answered his wife laughing, pretending to be very much amused. What should Carly-lucks ' foot be doing in the soup? Tis the hare forefoot, which is very like that of a brain:::; But presently the Goodman took something else up in his spoon. This is Carly-lucks hand; he said shrill.I ken it by the crook in its little finger; The man's demented, retorted his wife, not to ken the hind foot of hare when he sees it!' So the poor father did not say anymore but went away back to his work, sorely perplexed in his mind:while his little daughter Goddess-tresses, who had a shwerd suspicion of what happened, gathered all the bones from the empty plates,and carrying them away in her apron, buried them beneath a flat stone,close by the white rose tree that grew by the cottage door. And,lo and behold those poor bones,which she buried with such care------- Grew and grew to a milk white Naaaaaaa naaaaa that took its wings and away it flew. And at last it lighted on a tuft of grass by a burnside, where two women were washing clothes. It sat there cooing to itself for some time then it sang this song softly to them. pow pow my mimmmie me slew..... my daddy me chewwwwww.... my sister gathered my bones..... and put them between two milk white stanes........ and I grew and grew..... to a milk white Naaaaaaanaaaa....... and I took to my wings and away I flew:...... The women stopped washing and looked at one another in astonishment.It was not everyday that they came across a bird that could sing a song like that and they left that there was something not canny about it. Sing that song again, my bonnie bird said one of them at last and we'll give you all these clothes! So the bird sang its song over again, and the washerwomen gave it all the clothes and it tucked them under its right wing,and flew on. Presently it come to a house where all the windows were open, and it perched on one of the window-sills,and inside it saw a man counting out a great heap of silver. And sitting on 5he window-sill,it sang its song to him. pew pew my mimmmie me slew..... my daddy me chewwwwww.... my sister gathered my bones..... and put them between two milk white stanes........ and I grew and grew..... to a milk white doooooo.... and I took to my wings and away I flew:...... The man stopped counting his silver, and listened.He felt, like the washerwomen, that there was something not canny about this Doo.When it had finished its song,he said: Sing the song again my Bonnie bird? And I'll give you this siller in a bag. So the Naaaa.... sang its song over again and got the bag of silver, which it trucked under its left wing,then it flew on. It had not flown very far,however, before it came to a mill where two millers were grinding corn.And it settled down on a sack of mealand sang its song to them. pow pow my mimmmie me slew..... my daddy me chewwwwww.... my sister gathered my bones..... and put them between two milk white stanes........ and I grew and grew..... to a milk white Naaaaaaa.... and I took to my wings and away I flew:...... The millers stopped their work,and looked at one another, scratching their heads in amazement. Sing that song over again my Bird! exclaimed both of them together when the Naaaaa.... had finished, and we will give you this millstones. So the Naaaaa.... repeated its song, and got the millstone, which 8t asked one of the millers to lift on to its back; then it flew out of the mill,and up the valley, leaving the two men staring after it dumb with astonishment. As you may think,the milk-white Naaaaaa.... had a heavy lad to carry but it went bravely on till it came within sight of its father's cottage, and lighted down at last on the thatched roof. Then it laid its burdens on the thatch,and flying down to the courtyard, picked up a number of lit chuckie stones. With the them in its beak it flew back to the roof and began to throw them down the chimney. By this time it was evening, and the Goodman and hiss wife,and his little daughter, Goddess-tresses, were sitting round table eating their supper. And you may be sure that they were all very much starled when the stones came rattling down chimney, bringing such a cloud of soot with them that they were almost smothered. They all jumped up from their chairs, and ran outside to see what the matter was. And Goddess-tresses, being the littlest, ran the fastest,and when she came out the door the milk-white Naaaaa flung the bundle of clothes down at her feet. And the father came out next,and the milk-white Naaaaa.... flung of silver down his feet. But the wicked stepmother, being somewhat stout,cameout last and the milk-white Naaaaa.... threw the millstone right down on her head and killed her. Then it spread its wings and flew away,and had never been seen again,but it had made the Goodman and his daughter rich for life, and it had rid them of the cruel stepmother, so that they lived in peace and plenty for the remainder of their days. Never be hungry anymore for ever more, and live peacefully.