THE LITTLE BLACK HEN
One day an old woman lost her lit tie black hen. So she ran down the road to look for her. and she met a dog. “Good morning. l>og.“ she said. “Have you seen my little black hen?** N you give me if I And her for you*”’ "I will give you a bone.'* So the dog ran off to look for the little black hen. and he met a hare “Good morning. Hare.” he said. “Have you seen the old woman’s little black hen?” "No.” said the hare, “but what will you give me if I find her for you? " “I will give you a turnip." So tho hare ran off to look for the little black hen. and he met a badger. flood morning. Badger," he said “Have you seen the old woman's little black hen?” No," said the budget, hut what w you give me if I find her for you?" “I will give you some honey.” So the badger went off to look lor the little black hen. and he met a donkey. “Good morning. Donkey,” lie said. “Have you seen the old woman’s little black hen?” “What will you give me if I find her for you?” asked the donkey.. "I Will give you some fine thistles.” Now the donkey knew that his mas ter had stolen the old woman’s littl* black hen. So he ran off and opened the basket where the tinker had hidden the little black hen. “Why should I not take her back to the old woman myself? She is sure to reward me,” thought the donkey. “No he said, “a promise is a promise and must be kept.” So he took the little black hen to the badger. ‘Here is th* little black hen.” he said. “Now mu> I have my thistles?” So the badger led the donkey to .< fine clump of thistles he had found “Why should I not take the little black hen back to the old woman m> self? She is sure to reward me. self? She is sure to reward me. * thought the badger. "No.” he said, "a promise is a promise and must b kept.” So he took the little black hen to the hare. ’‘Here is the little black hen,” he said. "Now may I have pvhoney?” So the hare took the badger to the Bee Master’s garden and gave him some honey. "Why should 1 not take the little black hen back to the old woman my - thought the hare. “No.” he said, “a promise is a promise and must be kept So he took the little hen to the dog. “Here is the little black hen.” he said. "Now may I have my turnip?" So the dog led the hare to his master’s field and gave him a turnip. Then he set off to the old woman. When she saw him coming slir thought, “That bone In the larder would make some soup, why should I give it to the dog? No,” she said, “a promise is a promise and must be kept,” and she went to meet the dog. “Here is your little black hen.” said the dog. “Now may I have my bone?” So the old woman fetched him the bone and thanked him. She gave the little black hen a handful of corn and had bread and cheese for her dinner. So everybody was happy except the tinker, and he did not deserve to be
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Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 418, 28 July 1928, Page 27
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