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THE WONDERFUL MUSICIAN. 53 “Stay there until I come back again,” said the musician, and went his way. After a while he said again to himself, 6 IT shall grow weary here in this wood ; I will bring out another companion,” and he took his fiddle and fiddled away in the wood. Before long a fox came slinking through the trees, “Oh, here comes a fox!” said the musician ; "I had no particular wish for such company.” The fox came up to him and said, “© my dear musician, how finely you play! I must learn how to play too.” “That is easily done,” said the musician, “ you have only to do exactly as I tell you.” “© musician,” answered the fox, “I will obey you, as a scholar his master.” “ Follow me,” said the musician ; and as they went a part of the way together they came to a footpath with a high hedge on each side. Then the musician stopped, and taking hold of a hazel-branch bent it down to the earth, and put his foot on the end of it; then he bent down a branch from the other side, and said : “ Come on, little fox, if you wish to learn something, reach me your left fore foot.” The fox obeyed, and the musician bound the foot to the left hand branch. “ Now, little fox,” said he, “ reach me the right one ;” then he bound it to the right hand branch. And when he had seen that the knots were fast enough he let go, and the branches flew back and caught up the fox, shaking and struggling, in the air, “ Wait there until I come back again,” said the musician, and went his way. By and by he said to himself : “ I shall grow weary in this wood ; I will bring out another companion.” | So he took his fiddle, and the sound echoed through the wood. ‘Then a hare sprang out before him. “Oh, here comes a hare!” said he, “that’s not what I want.” “Ah, my dear musician,” said the hare, “ how finely you play! I should like to learn how to play too.” 2?

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