490 NURSERY RHYMES.

 

Stop with fog (moss),
And daub with clay;

And that will carry
The water away.

Having said this, he dived immediately under the water, and the
girl, having followed his advice, got the sieve full of water, and
returned home with it, not thinking much of her promise to the
frog. By the time she reached home the old woman’s wrath was
appeased ; but as they sat eating their frugal supper very quietly,
what should they hear but the splashing and croaking of a frog
near the door, and shortly afterwards the daughter recognized
the voice of the frog of the well saying,

Open the door, my hinny, my heart,
Open the door, my own darling ;
Remember the words you spoke to me
In the meadow by the well-spring.

She was now dreadfully frightened, and hurriedly explained the
matter to her mother, who was also so much alarmed at the cir-
cumstance that she dared not refuse admittance to the frog, who,
when the door was opened, leapt into the room, exclaiming,

Go wi’ me to bed, my hinny, my heart,
Go wi’ me to bed, my own darling;

Remember the words you spoke to me
In the meadow by the well-spring.

This command was also obeyed, although, as may be readily
supposed, she did not much relish such a bedfellow. The next