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

[Title] - The Little Tailor Vol. 3
[Author] - AnAxaGoRe

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Sosarian Classics
and Stories


THe Little Tailor

Volume 3


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Printed In Minoc
By
AnaX Publishing, Inc.
July 22, 2OO4
Original Edition
ISBN#1O9-37-38-94-T4
All Rights Reserved

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THE LITTLE TAILOR

Volume 3




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For a long time the giant
feltnothing, but at last
he awoke, pushed his
comrade, and said, why
are you knocking me.
You must be dreaming,
said the other, I am
not knocking you. They


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laid themselves down to
sleep again, and then the
tailor threw a stone down
on the second. What is
the meaning of this, cried
the other. Why are you
pelting me. I am not
pelting you, answered

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the first, growling. They
disputed about it for a
time, but as they were
weary they let the
matter rest, and their
eyes closed once more.
The little tailor began
his game again, picked out

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the biggest stone, and
threw it with all his
might on the breast of
the first giant.
That is too bad, cried he,
and sprang up like a
madman, and pushed his
companion against the

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tree until it shook. The
other paid him back in
the same coin, and they
got into such a rage
that they tore up trees
and belabored each other
so long, that at last
they both fell down dead

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on the ground at the
same time. Then the
little tailor leapt down.
It is a lucky thing, said
he, that they did not
tear up the tree on
which I was sitting, or I
should have had to spring

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on to another like a
squirrel, but we tailors
are nimble. He drew out
his sword and gave each
of them a couple of
thrusts in the breast,
and then went out to the
horsemen and said, the

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work is done, I have
finished both of them
off, but it was hard
work. They tore up trees
in their sore need, and
defended themselves with
them, but all that is to
no purpose when a man

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like myself comes, who
can kill seven at one
blow.
But you are not wounded,
asked the horsemen.
You need not concern
yourself about that,
answered the tailor,

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they have not bent one
hair of mine. The
horsemen would not
believe him, and rode into
the forest, there they
found the giants swimming
in their blood, and all
round about

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torn-up trees.
The little tailor demanded
of the king the promised
reward. He, however,
repented of his promise,
and again bethought
himself how he could get
rid of the hero.


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Before you receive my
daughter,and the half of
my kingdom, said he to
him, you must perform
one more heroic deed.
In the forest roams a
unicorn which does great
harm, and you must catch

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it first.
I fear one unicorn still
less than two giants.
Seven at one blow, is my
kind of affair.
He took a rope and an
axe with him, went forth
into the forest, and again

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bade those who were sent
with him to wait outside.
He had not long to seek.
The unicorn soon came
towards him, and rushed
directly on the tailor, as
if it would gore him with
its

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ado.
Softly, softly, it can't be
done as quickly as that,
said he, and stood still
and waited until the
animal was quite close,
and then sprang nimbly
behind the tree.

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The unicorn ran against
the tree with all its
strength, and struck its
horn so fast in the
trunk that it had not
strength enough to draw
it out again, and thus it
was caught. Now, I have


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got the bird, said the
tailor, and came out from
behind the tree and put
the rope round its neck,
and then with his axe he
hewed the horn out of
the tree, and when all
was ready he led the

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beastaway and took it to
the king.
The king still would not
give him the promised
reward, and made
a third demand. Before
the wedding the tailor
was to catch him a wild

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boar that made great
havoc in the forest, and
the huntsmen should give
him their help.
Willingly, said the tailor,
that is child's play. He
did not take the
huntsmen with him into

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the forest, and they
were well pleased that he
did not, for the wild
boar had several times
received them in such a
manner that they had no
inclination to lie in wait
for him.

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When the boar perceived
the tailor, it ran on him
with foaming mouth and
whetted tusks, and was
about to throw him to
the ground, but the hero
fled and sprang into a
chapel which was near,


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and up to the window at
once, and in one bound
out again. The boar ran
in after him, but the
tailor ran round outside
and shut the door behind
it, and then the raging
beast, which was

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much too heavy
and awkward to leap out
of the window, was
caught. The little
tailor called the huntsmen
thither
that they might see the
prisoner with their own

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eyes.
The hero,
however went to the king,
who was now, whether he
liked it or
not, obliged to keep his
promise, and gave him his
daughter and

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the half of his kingdom.
Had he known that it
was no warlike
hero, but a little tailor
who was standing before
him it would
have gone to his heart
still more than it did.

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The wedding was
held with great
magnificence and small
joy, and out of a
tailor a king was made.
After some time the
young queen heard her
husband say in his

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dreams at night, boy,
make me the doublet, and
patch the
pantaloons, or else I will
rap the yard-measure
over your ears.
Then she discovered in
what state of life the

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young lord had been
born, and next morning
complained of her wrongs
to her father, and
begged him to help her
to get rid of her
husband, who was
nothing else but a tailor.

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The king comforted her
and said, leave your
bedroom door
open this night, and my
servants shall stand
outside, and when he has
fallen asleep shall go in,
bind him, and take him on

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board a ship which shall
carry him into the
wide world. The woman
was satisfied with this,
but the king's
armor-bearer, who
had heard all, was
friendly with the young

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lord, and informed him of
the whole plot. I'll put a
screw into that business,
said the little tailor.
At night he went to bed
with his wife at the
usual time, and when she
thought that he had


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fallen asleep, she got
up, opened the door, and
then lay down again. The
little tailor, who was only
pretending to be asleep,
began to cry out in a
clear voice, boy, make me
the doublet and patch me

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the pantaloons, or I will
rap the yard-measure
over your ears. I smote
seven at one blow. I
killed two giants, I
brought away one unicorn
and caught a wild boar,
and am I to fear those

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who are standing outside
the room.
When these men heard
the tailor speaking thus,
they were overcome by a
great dread, and ran as
if the wild huntsman were
behind

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of them would venture
anything further against
him.
So the little tailor was
and remained a king to
the end of his life.



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The End