here to Lay the Blame

MANY and many a man has
come to trouble—so he will say—by
following his wife's advice. This
is how it was with a man of whom
L shall tell you.

There was once upon a time a
fisherman who had fished all day
long and had caught not so much
as a sprat. So at night there he
sat by the fire, rubbing his knees
and warming his shins, and wait-
ing for supper that his wife was
cooking for him, and his hunger
was as sharp as vinegar, and his
temper hot enough to fry fat.

While he sat there grumbling
and growling and trying to make
himself comfortable and warm,
there suddenly came a knock at
the door. The good woman
opened it,.and there stood an old man, clad all in red
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