English Fairy Tales


TITTY MOUSE AND TATTY MOUSE



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TITTY MOUSE AND TATTY MOUSE
Titty Mouse and Tatty Mouse both lived in a house,
Titty Mouse went a leasing and Tatty Mouse went a leasing,
So they both went a leasing.
Titty Mouse leased an ear of corn, and Tatty Mouse leased
an ear of corn,
So they both leased an ear of corn.
Titty Mouse made a pudding, and Tatty Mouse made a
pudding,
So they both made a pudding.
And Tatty Mouse put her pudding into the pot to boil,
But when Titty went to put hers in, the pot tumbled over,
and scalded her to death.
Then Tatty sat down and wept; then a three-legged stool
said: “Tatty, why do you weep?” “Titty’s dead,” said Tatty,
“and so I weep;” “then,” said the stool, “I’ll hop,” so the
stool hopped.
Then a broom in the corner of the room said, “Stool, why
do you hop?” “Oh!” said the stool, “Titty’s dead, and Tatty


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weeps, and so I hop;” “then,” said the broom, “I’ll sweep,”
so the broom began to sweep.
“Then,” said the door, “Broom, why do you sweep?” “Oh!”
said the broom, “Titty’s dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool
hops, and so I sweep;” “Then,” said the door, “I’ll jar,” so
the door jarred.
“Then,” said the window, “Door, why do you jar?” “Oh!”
said the door, “Titty’s dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool
hops, and the broom sweeps, and so I jar.”
“Then,” said the window, “I’ll creak,” so the window
creaked. Now there was an old form outside the house, and
when the window creaked, the form said: “Window, why do
you creak?” “Oh!” said the window, “Titty’s dead, and Tatty
weeps, and the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door
jars, and so I creak.”
“Then,” said the old form, “I’ll run round the house;”
then the old form ran round the house. Now there was a
fine large walnut-tree growing by the cottage, and the tree
said to the form: “Form, why do you run round the house?”
“Oh!” said the form, “Titty’s dead, and Tatty weeps, and the
stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door jars, and the
window creaks, and so I run round the house.”
“Then,” said the walnut-tree, “I’ll shed my leaves,” so the
walnut-tree shed all its beautiful green leaves. Now there
was a little bird perched on one of the boughs of the tree,
and when all the leaves fell, it said: “Walnut-tree, why do
you shed your leaves?” “Oh!” said the tree, “Titty’s dead,
and Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the
door jars, and the window creaks, the old form runs round
the house, and so I shed my leaves.”
“Then,” said the little bird, “I’ll moult all my feathers,” so
he moulted all his pretty feathers. Now there was a little girl
walking below, carrying a jug of milk for her brothers and
sisters’ supper, and when she saw the poor little bird moult
all its feathers, she said: “Little bird, why do you moult all
your feathers?” “Oh!” said the little bird, “Titty’s dead, and
Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door
jars, and the window creaks, the old form runs round the
house, the walnut-tree sheds its leaves, and so I moult all my
feathers.”
“Then,” said the little girl, “I’ll spill the milk,” so she dropt
the pitcher and spilt the milk. Now there was an old man


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just by on the top of a ladder thatching a rick, and when he
saw the little girl spill the milk, he said: “Little girl, what do
you mean by spilling the milk, your little brothers and sis-
ters must go without their supper.” Then said the little girl:
“Titty’s dead, and Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the broom
sweeps, the door jars, and the window creaks, the old form
runs round the house, the walnut-tree sheds all its leaves,
the little bird moults all its feathers, and so I spill the milk.”
“Oh!” said the old man, “then I’ll tumble off the ladder
and break my neck,” so he tumbled off the ladder and broke
his neck; and when the old man broke his neck, the great
walnut-tree fell down with a crash, and upset the old form
and house, and the house falling knocked the window out,
and the window knocked the door down, and the door up-
set the broom, and the broom upset the stool, and poor little
Tatty Mouse was buried beneath the ruins.

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