Then Jack creeps out of the oven very quietly and catches the golden hen, and is off before you say Jack Robinson. But this time the hen wakes the ogre, and just as Jack gets out of the house he hears him calling: Wife, wife, what do you do with my golden hen?
And the wife says: Why, my dear?
But that is all Jack hears, for he runs off to the beanstalk and climbs down very fast. And when he gets home he shows his mother the wonderful hen and says Lay, to it; and it lays a golden egg every time he says Lay.
Well, Jack is not satisfied, and soon he decides to have another try at his luck up there at the top of the beanstalk. So one fine morning, he gets up early, and goes on to the beanstalk, and he climbs and he climbs and he climbs and he climbs till he gets to the top. But this time he doesnt go straight to the ogres house. He waits behind a bush till he sees the ogres wife come out of the house to get some water, and then he creeps into the house and gets into the copper. He isnt there long when he hears thump! thump! thump! as before, and the ogre and his wife come in.
Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman, cries out the ogre; I smell him, wife, I smell him.
Do you, my dearie? says the ogres wife. Then if its that little boy that has your gold and the hen that lays the golden eggs hes sure to get into the oven. And they both run to the oven. But Jack isnt there, luckily, and the ogres wife says: There you are again with your fee-fi-fo-fum. Why of course its the boy you catch last night that I cooked for your breakfast. How forgetful I am, and how silly you are!
So the ogre sits down to the breakfast and eats it, but every now and then he says: Well, I can swear and he gets up and searches the corners of the room and the cupboards, and everything, only luckily he doesnt think of the copper.
After breakfast is over, the ogre calls: Wife, wife, bring me my golden harp. So she brings it and puts it on the table before him. Then he says: Sing! and the golden harp sings very beautifully. And it goes on singing till the ogre is asleep.
Then Jack lifts up the copper-lid very quietly and gets down like a mouse and creeps on hands and knees. He gets to the table, gets up, takes the golden harp and goes with it towards the door. But the harp screams: Master! Master! and the ogre wakes up. He sees Jack running away with his harp.
Jack runs as fast as he can. He gets to the beanstalk and starts climbing down. Well, the ogre doesnt like such a ladder, and he stands and waits, so Jack wins more time. But then the harp cries out: Master! master! and the ogre runs down on to the beanstalk which shakes with his weight. Down climbs Jack, and after him climbs the ogre. By this time Jack climbs down and climbs down and climbs down till he is very nearly home. So he calls out: Mother! mother! bring me an axe, bring me an axe. And his mother comes out with the axe in her hand, but when she comes to the beanstalk she stands still with fright for there she sees the ogre just coming down below the clouds.
But Jack jumps down and gets the axe and chops the beanstalk and cuts it half in two. The beanstalk shakes so the ogre stops to see what is the matter. Then Jack chops with the axe, and the beanstalk is cut in two and begins to fall over. Then the ogre falls down and breaks his head, and the beanstalk comes after.
Then Jack shows his mother his golden harp, and what with showing that and selling the golden eggs, Jack and his mother become very rich, and he marries a great princess, and they live happy.
Glossary:
widow вдова
named по имени
market рынок
cheer up взбодриться
funny-looking забавно выглядящий, странно выглядящий
proper подходящий
pocket карман
swop обмен
plant посадить
dusk закат
guess отгадать
fool глупец
precious бесценный
upstairs вверх по лестнице
attic чердак
at last в конце концов
rest остальное
beanstalk бобовый стебель
truth правда
ladder лестница
broad широкий
straight прямо
ogre огр, великан
suddenly вдруг
belt ремень
nonsense чушь, ерунда
creep красться
on tiptoe на носочках
makes up his mind решает
try пробовать
luck удача
curious любопытный
footstep шаг
satisfied удовлетворенный
forgetful забывчивый
swear поклясться
harp арфа
weight вес
axe топор
fright страх
The Story of the Three Little Pigs
There is an old pig with three little pigs. She does not have enough money to keep the little pigs, so she lets them go. The first pig that goes off meets a man with a bundle of straw, and says to him:
Please, man, give me that straw to build me a house.
The man does so, and the little pig builds a house with it. Then comes a wolf, and knocks at the door, and says:
Little pig, little pig, let me come in.
To which the pig answers:
No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin.
The wolf then answers to that:
Then Ill huff, and Ill puff, and Ill blow your house in.
So he huffs, and he puffs, and he blows his house in, and eats up the little pig.
The second little pig meets a man with a bundle of twigs, and says:
Please, man, give me these twigs to build a house.
Which the man does and the pig builds his house. Then along comes the wolf, and says:
Little pig, little pig, let me come in.
No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin.
Then Ill puff, and Ill huff, and Ill blow your house in.
So he huffs, and he puffs, and he puffs, and he huffs, and at last he blows the house down, and he eats up the little pig.
The third little pig meets a man with bricks, and says:
Please, man, give me those bricks to build a house with.
So the man gives him the bricks, and he builds his house with them. So the wolf comes to the third little pig, and says:
Little pig, little pig, let me come in.
No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin.
Then Ill huff, and Ill puff, and Ill blow your house in.
Well, he huffs, and he puffs, and he huffs and he puffs, and he puffs and huffs; but he can not get the house down. When he finds that he can not, with all his huffing and puffing, blow the house down, he says:
Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips.
Where? says the little pig.
Oh, in Mr. Smiths Home-field, and if you will be ready tomorrow morning, we will go together, and get some for dinner.
Very well, says the little pig, I will be ready. What time do you want to go?
Oh, at six oclock.
Well, the little pig gets up at five, and gets the turnips before the wolf comes. The wolf comes to the pigs house and says:
Little Pig, are you ready?
The little pig says: Ready! I already have the turnips.
The wolf is very angry, but he wants to catch the pig, so he says:
Little pig, I know a nice apple-tree.
Where? says the pig.
Down at Merry-garden, replies the wolf, I will come for you at five oclock tomorrow and we will get some apples.