[Shard] - Sosaria
[Type] - Literature
[Book] - Purple 40 pages

[Title] - The Little Tailor Vol. 1
[Author] - AnAxaGoRe

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Sosarian Classics
and Stories


The Little Tailor

Volume 1


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Printed In Minoc
By
AnaX Publishing, Inc.
July 23, 2OO4
Original Edition
ISBN#1O9-37-38-94-T2
All Rights Reserved

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THE LITTLE TAILOR

Volume 1




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One summer's morning a
little tailor was sitting
on his table
by the window, he was in
good spirits, and sewed
with all his
might. Then came a
peasant woman down the


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street crying, good
jams, cheap. Good jams,
cheap. This rang
pleasantly in the
tailor's ears, he stretched
his delicate head out of
the
window, and called, come

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up here, dear woman,
here you will get
rid of your goods. The
woman came up the three
steps to the
tailor with her heavy
basket, and he made her
unpack all the pots

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for him. He inspected
each one, lifted it up,
put his nose to it,
and at length said, the
jam seems to me to be
good, so weigh me
out four ounces, dear
woman, and if it is a

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quarter of a pound
that is of no
consequence.
The woman who had hoped
to find a
good sale, gave him what
he desired, but went away
quite angry

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and grumbling. Now, this
jam shall be blessed by
God, cried the
little tailor, and give me
health and strength. So
he brought
the bread out of the
cupboard, cut himself a

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piece right across
the loaf and spread the
jam over it. This won't
taste bitter,
said he, but I will just
finish the jacket before I
take a bite.
He laid the bread near

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him, sewed on, and in his
joy, made bigger
and bigger stitches. In
the meantime the smell
of the sweet jam
rose to where the flies
were sitting in great
numbers, and they

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were attracted and
descended on it in hosts.
HI, who invited you,
said the little tailor, and
drove the unbidden guests
away. The
flies, however, who
understood no german,

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would not be turned
away, but came back
again in ever-increasing
companies. The
little tailor at last lost
all patience,
and drew a piece of cloth
from the hole under his

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work-table, and
saying, wait, and I will
give it to you, struck it
mercilessly
on them. When he drew
it away and counted,
there lay before him
no fewer than seven,


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dead and with legs
stretched out. Are you
a
fellow of that sort, said
he, and could not help
admiring his own
bravery. The whole town
shall know of this. And

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the little tailor
hastened to cut himself a
girdle, stitched it, and
embroidered on
it in large letters, seven
at one stroke. What,
the town, he
continued, the whole world

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shall hear of it.
And his heart
wagged with joy like a
lamb's tail. The tailor
put on the girdle,
and resolved to go forth
into the world, because
he thought his

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workshop was too small
for his valor. Before he
went away, he
sought about in the house
to see if there was
anything which he
could take with him,
however, he found nothing

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but an old cheese,
and that he put in his
pocket. In front of the
door he observed a
bird which had caught
itself in the thicket. It
had to go into his
pocket with the cheese.


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Now he took to the road
boldly, and as he
was light and nimble, he
felt no fatigue. The
road led him up a
mountain, and when he
had reached the highest
point of it, there

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sat a powerful giant
looking peacefully about
him. The little
tailor went bravely up,
spoke to him, and said,
good day, comrade,
so you are sitting there
overlooking the

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wide-spread world.
I am
just on my way thither,
and want to try my luck.
Have you any
inclination to go with me.
The giant looked
contemptuously at the

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tailor, and said, you
ragamuffin. You
miserable creature.
Oh, indeed, answered the
little tailor, and
unbuttoned his coat,
and showed the giant the
girdle, there may you

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read what kind of
a man I am. The giant
read, seven at one
stroke. And thought
that they had been men
whom the tailor had
killed, and began to
feel a little respect for


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the tiny fellow.
Nevertheless, he
wished to try him first,
and took a stone in his
hand and
squeezed it together so
that water dropped out
of it.

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Do that
likewise, said the giant, if
you have strength. Is
that all, said
the tailor, that is child's
play with us, and put his
hand into his
pocket, brought out the

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soft cheese, and pressed
it until the
liquid ran out
of it. Faith, said he,
that was a little better,
wasn't it. The
giant did not know what
to say, and could not

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believe it of the
little man. Then the
giant picked up a stone
and threw it so high
that the eye could
scarcely follow it. Now,
little mite of a man,
do that likewise. Well

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thrown, said the tailor,
but after all the
stone came down to
earth again, I will throw
you one which shall
never come back at all.
And he put his hand into
his pocket,

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took out the bird, and
threw it into the air.
The bird,
delighted with its liberty,
rose, flew away and did
not come
back. How does that
shot please you, comrade,

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asked the tailor.
You can certainly throw,
said the giant, but now
we will see if
you are able to carry
anything properly. He
took the little
tailor to a mighty oak

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tree which lay there
felled on the ground,
and said, if you are
strong enough, help me to
carry the tree out
of the forest. Readily,
answered the little man,
take the trunk

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on your shoulders, and I
will raise up the branches
and twigs,
after all, they are the
heaviest. The giant took
the trunk on
his shoulder, but the
tailor seated himself on a

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branch, and the
giant who could not look
round, had to carry away
the whole tree,
and the little tailor into
the bargain, he behind,
was quite
merry and happy, and


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whistled the song, three
tailors rode forth
from the gate, as if
carrying the tree were
child's play. The
giant, after he had
dragged the heavy burden
part of the way,

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could go no further, and
cried, hark you, I shall
have to let the
tree fall.
The tailor sprang nimbly
down, seized the tree
with
both arms as if he had

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been carrying it, and said
to the giant,
you are such a great
fellow, and yet can not
even carry the tree.
They went on together,
and as they passed a
cherry-tree, the giant

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laid hold of the top of
the tree where the
ripest fruit was
hanging, bent it down,
gave it into the tailor's
hand, and bade
him eat. But the little
tailor was much too weak

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to hold the
tree, and when the giant
let it go, it sprang back
again, and the
tailor was tossed into
the air with it.

To be continued...

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