BLOOM-OF-YOUTH AND THE WITCH
"I am when to-morrow comes," said Bloom-of-Youth.
But the next day she did as she done every day and no wool was spun. The day after she put wool on the wheel and gave it a few turns. In a week from that evening she had one ball of thread spun.
"Your step-mother bids me ask you how much of the wool have you spun?" said her husband to her one evening. Bloom-of-Youth was so much afraid that her husband would send her to her step-mother through the dark, dark wood, that she said "I have spun many balls."
"Your step-mother bade me count the balls you have spun," said her husband.
"I will go up to the loft and throw them down to you and then you will throw them back to me and we will count them that way, said Bloom-of-Youth.
She went up to the loft and she flung down the ball she had spun.
"One," said her husband, and he threw it back to her.
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