The Golden Goose Book | Page 4

there she sat
till the bottom of the chair came out, and down she came plump upon
the ground.
Then Goldenlocks went upstairs into the bedchamber in which the three
Bears slept. And first she lay down upon the bed of the Great, Huge
Bear, but that was too high at the head for her. And next she lay down
upon the bed of the Middle Bear, and that was too high at the foot for
her. And then she lay down upon the bed of the Little, Small, Wee Bear;
and that was neither too high at the head nor at the foot, but just right.
So she covered herself up comfortably, and lay there till she fell fast
asleep.
By this time the Three Bears thought their porridge would be cool
enough; so they came home to breakfast. Now Goldenlocks had left the
spoon of the Great, Huge Bear standing in his porridge.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE!" said the Great,
Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice. And when the Middle Bear
looked at hers, she saw that the spoon was standing in it too.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE!" said the Middle
Bear, in her middle voice. Then the Little, Small, Wee Bear looked at
his, and there was the spoon in the porridge-pot, but the porridge was
all gone.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE, AND HAS EATEN
IT ALL UP!" said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee
voice.
Upon this the Three Bears, seeing that someone had entered their house,
and eaten up the Little, Small, Wee Bear's breakfast, began to look
about them. Now Goldenlocks had not put the hard cushion straight
when she rose from the chair of the Great, Huge Bear.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR!" said the Great,

Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice.
And Goldenlocks had squatted down the soft cushion of the Middle
Bear.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR!" said the
Middle Bear, in her middle voice.
And you know what Goldenlocks had done to the third chair.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR, AND HAS
SAT THE BOTTOM OUT OF IT!" said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in
his little, small, wee voice.
Then the Three Bears thought it necessary that they should make
farther search; so they went upstairs into their bedchamber. Now
Goldenlocks had pulled the pillow of the Great, Huge Bear out of its
place.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED!" said the Great,
Huge Bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice.
And Goldenlocks had pulled the bolster of the Middle Bear out of its
place.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED!" said the Middle
Bear, in her middle voice.
And when the Little, Small, Wee Bear came to look at his bed, there
was the bolster in its place; and the pillow in its place upon the bolster;
and upon the pillow was the head of Goldenlocks--which was not in its
place, for she had no business there.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED--AND HERE SHE
IS!" said the Little, Small, Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee voice.
Goldenlocks had heard in her sleep the great, rough, gruff voice of the
Great, Huge Bear, and the middle voice of the Middle Bear, but it was
only as if she had heard someone speaking in a dream. But when she

heard the little, small, wee voice of the Little, Small, Wee Bear, it was
so sharp, and so shrill, that it awakened her at once. Up she started; and
when she saw the Three Bears on one side of the bed she tumbled
herself out at the other, and ran to the window. Now the window was
open, because the Bears, like good, tidy Bears, as they were, always
opened their bedchamber window when they got up in the morning.
Out Goldenlocks jumped, and ran away as fast as she could run--never
looking behind her; and what happened to her afterwards I cannot tell.
But the Three Bears never saw anything more of her.

THE THREE LITTLE PIGS
Once upon a time there was an old Sow with three little Pigs, and as
she had not enough to keep them, she sent them out to seek their
fortune.
The first that went off met a Man with a bundle of straw, and said to
him, "Please, Man, give me that straw to build me a house"; which the
Man did, and the little Pig built a house with it. Presently came along a
Wolf, and knocked at the door, and said, "Little Pig, little Pig, let me
come in."
To which the Pig answered, "No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin
chin."
"Then I'll huff