The Tale of the Silver saucer and the Transparent apple (14)

The Tale of the Silver saucer and the Transparent apple (14)

Well, the shepherd looks at the leed, and he looks at those flowers, and he thinks, " I've never seen anything like that before. I'll make a whistle-pipe of that reed, and keep it for a memory till I grow old."

So he did.

He cut the reed,and sat himself down on the mound, and caved away at the reed with his knife, and got the pith out of it by pushing a twig through it.

And beating it gently till the bark swelled, made holes in it, and there was his whistle-pipe.

And then he put it to his lip to see what sort of music he could make on it.

But that he never knew, for before his lips touched it, the whistle-pipe began plying by itself and reciting in a girl's sweet voice.

This is what it sang;
"
Play, play, whistle-pipe.
Bring happiness to my dear father and to my little mother.
I was killed
ーyes, my life was taken from me in the deep forest for the sake of a silver saucer, for the sake of the transparent apple.
"

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