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of her own house, but it was shut, then she knocked at the
window and cried, Hans, is elsie within. Yes, answered Hans, she
is within. Hereupon she was terrified, and said, ah, heavens.
Then it is not I. And went to another door, but when the people
heard the jingling of the bells they would not open it, and she
could get in nowhere. Then she ran out of the village, and no
one has seen her since.
There was once upon a time a tailor who had three sons, and
only one goat. But as the goat supported all of them with
her milk, she was obliged to have good food, and to be taken
every day to pasture. The sons did this, in turn. Once the eldest
took her to the churchyard, where the finest herbs were to be found,
and let her eat and run about there. At night when it was time to
go home he asked, goat, have you had enough. The goat answered
I have eaten so much,
not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the youth, and took hold of the cord
round her neck, led her into the stable and tied her up securely.
Well, said the old tailor, has the goat had as much food as she
ought. Oh, answered the son, she has eaten so much, not a
leaf more she'll touch. But the father wished to satisfy himself,
and went down to the stable, stroked the dear animal and asked,
goat, are you satisfied. The goat answered,
how should I be satisfied.
Among the ditches I leapt about,
found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

What do I hear, cried the tailor, and ran upstairs and said to the
youth. HI, you liar, you said the goat had had enough, and have
let her hunger, and in his anger he took the yard-measure from
the wall, and drove him out with blows.

Next day it was the turn of the second son, who sought a place
in the fence of the garden, where nothing but good herbs grew, and
the goat gobbled them all up. At night when he wanted to go home,
he asked, goat, are you satisfied. The goat answered,
I have eaten so much,
not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the youth, and led her home, and tied her
up in the stable. Well, said the old tailor, has the goat had as
much food as she ought. Oh, answered the son, she has eaten
so much, not a leaf more she'll touch. The tailor would not rely
on this, but went down to the stable and said, goat, have you had
enough. The goat answered,
how should I be satisfied.
Among the ditches I leapt about,
found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

The godless wretch. Cried the tailor, to let such a good animal
hunger, and he ran up and drove the youth out of doors with the
yard-measure.

Now came the turn of the third son, who wanted to do his duty
well, and sought out some bushes with the finest leaves, and let the
goat devour them. In the evening when he wanted to go home, he
asked, goat, have you had enough. The goat answered,
I have eaten so much,
not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the youth, and led her into the stable, and
tied her up. Well, said the old tailor, has the goat had her full
share of food. She has eaten so much, not a leaf more she'll
touch. The tailor was distrustful, went down and asked, goat,
have you had enough. The wicked beast answered,
how should I be satisfied.
Among the ditches I leapt about,
found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

Oh, the brood of liars, cried the tailor, each as wicked and
forgetful of his duty as the other. You shall no longer make a
fool of me, and quite beside himself with anger, he ran upstairs
and belabored the poor young fellow so vigorously with the
yard-measure that he sprang out of the house.

The old tailor was now alone with his goat. Next morning he
went down into the stable, stroked the goat and said, come, my
dear little animal, I myself will take you to feed. He took her
by the rope and conducted her to green hedges, and amongst milfoil
and whatever else goats like to eat. There you may for once eat to
your heart's content, said he to her, and let her browse till
evening. Then he asked, goat, are you satisfied. She replied.
I have eaten so much,
not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the tailor, and led her into the stable, and
tied her fast. When he was going away, he turned round again and
said, well, are you satisfied for once. But the goat behaved no
better to him, and cried,
how should I be satisfied.
Among the ditches I leapt about,
found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

When the tailor heard that, he was shocked, and saw clearly that
he had driven away his three sons without cause. Wait, you
ungrateful creature, cried he, it is not enough to drive you forth,
I will brand you so that you will no more dare to show yourself
amongst honest tailors. In great haste he ran upstairs, fetched his
razor, lathered the goat's head, and shaved her as clean as the palm

of her own house, but it was shut, then she knocked at the

window and cried, Hans, is elsie within. Yes, answered Hans, she

is within. Hereupon she was terrified, and said, ah, heavens.

Then it is not I. And went to another door, but when the people

heard the jingling of the bells they would not open it, and she

could get in nowhere. Then she ran out of the village, and no

one has seen her since.

There was once upon a time a tailor who had three sons, and

only one goat. But as the goat supported all of them with

her milk, she was obliged to have good food, and to be taken

every day to pasture. The sons did this, in turn. Once the eldest

took her to the churchyard, where the finest herbs were to be found,

and let her eat and run about there. At night when it was time to

go home he asked, goat, have you had enough. The goat answered

I have eaten so much,

not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the youth, and took hold of the cord

round her neck, led her into the stable and tied her up securely.

Well, said the old tailor, has the goat had as much food as she

ought. Oh, answered the son, she has eaten so much, not a

leaf more she'll touch. But the father wished to satisfy himself,

and went down to the stable, stroked the dear animal and asked,

goat, are you satisfied. The goat answered,

how should I be satisfied.

Among the ditches I leapt about,

found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

What do I hear, cried the tailor, and ran upstairs and said to the

youth. HI, you liar, you said the goat had had enough, and have

let her hunger, and in his anger he took the yard-measure from

the wall, and drove him out with blows.

Next day it was the turn of the second son, who sought a place

in the fence of the garden, where nothing but good herbs grew, and

the goat gobbled them all up. At night when he wanted to go home,

he asked, goat, are you satisfied. The goat answered,

I have eaten so much,

not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the youth, and led her home, and tied her

up in the stable. Well, said the old tailor, has the goat had as

much food as she ought. Oh, answered the son, she has eaten

so much, not a leaf more she'll touch. The tailor would not rely

on this, but went down to the stable and said, goat, have you had

enough. The goat answered,

how should I be satisfied.

Among the ditches I leapt about,

found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

The godless wretch. Cried the tailor, to let such a good animal

hunger, and he ran up and drove the youth out of doors with the

yard-measure.

Now came the turn of the third son, who wanted to do his duty

well, and sought out some bushes with the finest leaves, and let the

goat devour them. In the evening when he wanted to go home, he

asked, goat, have you had enough. The goat answered,

I have eaten so much,

not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the youth, and led her into the stable, and

tied her up. Well, said the old tailor, has the goat had her full

share of food. She has eaten so much, not a leaf more she'll

touch. The tailor was distrustful, went down and asked, goat,

have you had enough. The wicked beast answered,

how should I be satisfied.

Among the ditches I leapt about,

found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

Oh, the brood of liars, cried the tailor, each as wicked and

forgetful of his duty as the other. You shall no longer make a

fool of me, and quite beside himself with anger, he ran upstairs

and belabored the poor young fellow so vigorously with the

yard-measure that he sprang out of the house.

The old tailor was now alone with his goat. Next morning he

went down into the stable, stroked the goat and said, come, my

dear little animal, I myself will take you to feed. He took her

by the rope and conducted her to green hedges, and amongst milfoil

and whatever else goats like to eat. There you may for once eat to

your heart's content, said he to her, and let her browse till

evening. Then he asked, goat, are you satisfied. She replied.

I have eaten so much,

not a leaf more I'll touch, meh. Meh.

Come home, then, said the tailor, and led her into the stable, and

tied her fast. When he was going away, he turned round again and

said, well, are you satisfied for once. But the goat behaved no

better to him, and cried,

how should I be satisfied.

Among the ditches I leapt about,

found no leaf, so went without, meh. Meh.

When the tailor heard that, he was shocked, and saw clearly that

he had driven away his three sons without cause. Wait, you

ungrateful creature, cried he, it is not enough to drive you forth,

I will brand you so that you will no more dare to show yourself

amongst honest tailors. In great haste he ran upstairs, fetched his

razor, lathered the goat's head, and shaved her as clean as the palm