Somehow even when I try to fight down by animal tale love in order to give you a broader variety, I tend to still land with fables. So today let’s have an English legend. And please ignore the fact that it’s also not animal-free. Apparently it can’t be helped. 🙂
The Baker’s Daughter
A very long time ago, I cannot tell you when, it is so long since, there lived in a town in Herefordshire a baker who used to sell bread to all the folk around. He was a mean, greedy man, who sought in every way to put money by, and who did not scruple to cheat such people as he was able when they came to his shop.He had a daughter who helped him in his business, being unmarried and living with him, and seeing how her father treated the people, and how he succeeded in getting money by his bad practices, she, too, in time came to do the like.
One day when her father was away, and the girl remained alone in the shop, an old woman came in—
“My pretty girl,” said she, “give me a bit of dough I beg of you, for I am old and hungry.”
The girl at first told her to be off, but as the old woman would not go, and begged harder than before for a piece of bread, at last the baker’s daughter took up a piece of dough, and giving it to her, says— (more…)