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- THE: GÁLLÁNT: TAILOR: NE summer morning a little tailor was sitting on his board near the window, and working cheerfully with all his might, when an old woman came down the street crying, “Good jelly to sell! good jelly to sell !” The cry sounded pleasant in the little tailor’s ears, so he put his head out of the window, and called out, “Here, my good woman—come here, if you want a customer.” So the poor woman climbed the steps with her heavy basket, and was obliged to unpack and display all her pots to the tailor. He looked at every one of them, and lifting all the lids, applied his nose to each, and said at last, “The jelly seems pretty good ; you may weigh me out four half ounces, or I don’t mind having a quarter of a pound.” The woman, who had expected to find a good customer, gave him what he asked for, but went off angry and grumbling. “This jelly is the very thing for me,” cried the little tailor ; "it will give me strength and cunning ;” and he took down the bread from the cupboard, cut a whole round of the loaf, and spread the jelly on it, laid it near him, and went on stitching more gallantly than ever. All the while the scent of the sweet jelly was spreading throughout the room, where there were quantities of flies, who were attracted by it and flew to partake. 1 ‘7 1 i] thi Ész of J \\ PAW ZA
