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"There was once a poor woodcutter who toiled from early morning till late at night. When at last he had laid by some money he said to his boy, \"You are my only child, I will spend the money which I have earned with the sweat of my brow on your education, if you learn some honest trade you can support me in my old age, when my limbs have grown stiff and I am obliged to stay at home.\"",
"Then the boy went to a high school and learned diligently so that his masters praised him, and he remained there a long time. When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.",
"\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"don't trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"Nay, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left wherewith to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"",
"The father then borrowed an axe of the neighbor, and next morning at break of day they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and was quite merry and brisk about it. But when the sun was right over their heads, the father said, \"We will rest, and have our dinner, and then we shall work twice as well.\" The son took his bread in his hands, and said, \"Just you rest, father, I am not tired, I will walk up and down a little in the forest, and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you fool,\" said the father, \"why should you want to run about there? Afterwards you will be tired, and no longer able to raise your arm. Stay here, and sit down beside me.\"",
"The son, however, went into the forest, ate his bread, was very merry and peered in among the green branches to see if he could discover a bird's nest anywhere. So he walked to and fro until at last he came to a great dangerous-looking oak, which certainly was already many hundred years old, and which five men could not have spanned. He stood still and looked at it, and thought, many a bird must have built its nest in that. Then all at once it seemed to him that he heard a voice. He listened and became aware that someone was crying in a very smothered voice, \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but could discover nothing. Then he fancied that the voice came out of the ground. So he cried, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here amongst the roots of the oak-tree. Let me out. Let me out.\"",
"The schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\" \"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\" Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.",
"And now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"",
"Then he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.",
"\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\" \"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"",
"After a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I don't know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. Then he said to the son, \"Go and sell your damaged axe, and see what you can get for it, and I must earn the difference, in order to pay the neighbor.\"",
"The son took the axe, and carried it into town to a goldsmith, who tested it, laid it in the scales, and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, I have not so much as that by me.\" The son said, \"Give me what thou have, I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers, and remained a hundred in his debt. The son thereupon went home and said, \"Father, I have got the money, go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" answered the old man, \"one taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him him two talers, twelve groschen, that is double and enough. See, I have money in plenty.\" And he gave the father a hundred talers, and said, \"You shall never know want, live as comfortably as you like.\"",
"\"Good heavens,\" said the father, \"how have you come by these riches?\" The boy then told how all had come to pass, and how he, trusting in his luck, had made such a packet. But with the money that was left, he went back to the high school and went on learning more, and as he could heal all wounds with his plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world."
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"body_text": "There was once a poor woodcutter who toiled from early morning till late at night. When at last he had laid by some money he said to his boy, \"You are my only child, I will spend the money which I have earned with the sweat of my brow on your education, if you learn some honest trade you can support me in my old age, when my limbs have grown stiff and I am obliged to stay at home.\"\n\nThen the boy went to a high school and learned diligently so that his masters praised him, and he remained there a long time. When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.\n\n\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"don't trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"Nay, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left wherewith to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"\n\nThe father then borrowed an axe of the neighbor, and next morning at break of day they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and was quite merry and brisk about it. But when the sun was right over their heads, the father said, \"We will rest, and have our dinner, and then we shall work twice as well.\" The son took his bread in his hands, and said, \"Just you rest, father, I am not tired, I will walk up and down a little in the forest, and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you fool,\" said the father, \"why should you want to run about there? Afterwards you will be tired, and no longer able to raise your arm. Stay here, and sit down beside me.\"\n\nThe son, however, went into the forest, ate his bread, was very merry and peered in among the green branches to see if he could discover a bird's nest anywhere. So he walked to and fro until at last he came to a great dangerous-looking oak, which certainly was already many hundred years old, and which five men could not have spanned. He stood still and looked at it, and thought, many a bird must have built its nest in that. Then all at once it seemed to him that he heard a voice. He listened and became aware that someone was crying in a very smothered voice, \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but could discover nothing. Then he fancied that the voice came out of the ground. So he cried, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here amongst the roots of the oak-tree. Let me out. Let me out.\"\n\nThe schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\" \"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\" Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.\n\nAnd now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"\n\nThen he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.\n\n\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\" \"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"\n\nAfter a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I don't know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. Then he said to the son, \"Go and sell your damaged axe, and see what you can get for it, and I must earn the difference, in order to pay the neighbor.\"\n\nThe son took the axe, and carried it into town to a goldsmith, who tested it, laid it in the scales, and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, I have not so much as that by me.\" The son said, \"Give me what thou have, I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers, and remained a hundred in his debt. The son thereupon went home and said, \"Father, I have got the money, go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" answered the old man, \"one taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him him two talers, twelve groschen, that is double and enough. See, I have money in plenty.\" And he gave the father a hundred talers, and said, \"You shall never know want, live as comfortably as you like.\"\n\n\"Good heavens,\" said the father, \"how have you come by these riches?\" The boy then told how all had come to pass, and how he, trusting in his luck, had made such a packet. But with the money that was left, he went back to the high school and went on learning more, and as he could heal all wounds with his plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world.",
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"There was once a poor woodcutter who toiled from early morning till late at night. When at last he had laid by some money he said to his boy, \"You are my only child, I will spend the money which I have earned with the sweat of my brow on your education, if you learn some honest trade you can support me in my old age, when my limbs have grown stiff and I am obliged to stay at home.\"",
"Then the boy went to a high school and learned diligently so that his masters praised him, and he remained there a long time. When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.",
"\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"don't trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"Nay, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left wherewith to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"",
"The father then borrowed an axe of the neighbor, and next morning at break of day they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and was quite merry and brisk about it. But when the sun was right over their heads, the father said, \"We will rest, and have our dinner, and then we shall work twice as well.\" The son took his bread in his hands, and said, \"Just you rest, father, I am not tired, I will walk up and down a little in the forest, and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you fool,\" said the father, \"why should you want to run about there? Afterwards you will be tired, and no longer able to raise your arm. Stay here, and sit down beside me.\"",
"The son, however, went into the forest, ate his bread, was very merry and peered in among the green branches to see if he could discover a bird's nest anywhere. So he walked to and fro until at last he came to a great dangerous-looking oak, which certainly was already many hundred years old, and which five men could not have spanned. He stood still and looked at it, and thought, many a bird must have built its nest in that. Then all at once it seemed to him that he heard a voice. He listened and became aware that someone was crying in a very smothered voice, \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but could discover nothing. Then he fancied that the voice came out of the ground. So he cried, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here amongst the roots of the oak-tree. Let me out. Let me out.\"",
"The schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\" \"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\" Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.",
"And now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"",
"Then he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.",
"\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\" \"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"",
"After a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I don't know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. Then he said to the son, \"Go and sell your damaged axe, and see what you can get for it, and I must earn the difference, in order to pay the neighbor.\"",
"The son took the axe, and carried it into town to a goldsmith, who tested it, laid it in the scales, and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, I have not so much as that by me.\" The son said, \"Give me what thou have, I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers, and remained a hundred in his debt. The son thereupon went home and said, \"Father, I have got the money, go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" answered the old man, \"one taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him him two talers, twelve groschen, that is double and enough. See, I have money in plenty.\" And he gave the father a hundred talers, and said, \"You shall never know want, live as comfortably as you like.\"",
"\"Good heavens,\" said the father, \"how have you come by these riches?\" The boy then told how all had come to pass, and how he, trusting in his luck, had made such a packet. But with the money that was left, he went back to the high school and went on learning more, and as he could heal all wounds with his plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world."
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When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.\n\n\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"don't trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"Nay, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left wherewith to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"\n\nThe father then borrowed an axe of the neighbor, and next morning at break of day they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and was quite merry and brisk about it. But when the sun was right over their heads, the father said, \"We will rest, and have our dinner, and then we shall work twice as well.\" The son took his bread in his hands, and said, \"Just you rest, father, I am not tired, I will walk up and down a little in the forest, and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you fool,\" said the father, \"why should you want to run about there? Afterwards you will be tired, and no longer able to raise your arm. Stay here, and sit down beside me.\"\n\nThe son, however, went into the forest, ate his bread, was very merry and peered in among the green branches to see if he could discover a bird's nest anywhere. So he walked to and fro until at last he came to a great dangerous-looking oak, which certainly was already many hundred years old, and which five men could not have spanned. He stood still and looked at it, and thought, many a bird must have built its nest in that. Then all at once it seemed to him that he heard a voice. He listened and became aware that someone was crying in a very smothered voice, \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but could discover nothing. Then he fancied that the voice came out of the ground. So he cried, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here amongst the roots of the oak-tree. Let me out. Let me out.\"\n\nThe schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\" \"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\" Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.\n\nAnd now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"\n\nThen he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.\n\n\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\" \"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"\n\nAfter a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I don't know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. Then he said to the son, \"Go and sell your damaged axe, and see what you can get for it, and I must earn the difference, in order to pay the neighbor.\"\n\nThe son took the axe, and carried it into town to a goldsmith, who tested it, laid it in the scales, and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, I have not so much as that by me.\" The son said, \"Give me what thou have, I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers, and remained a hundred in his debt. The son thereupon went home and said, \"Father, I have got the money, go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" answered the old man, \"one taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him him two talers, twelve groschen, that is double and enough. See, I have money in plenty.\" And he gave the father a hundred talers, and said, \"You shall never know want, live as comfortably as you like.\"\n\n\"Good heavens,\" said the father, \"how have you come by these riches?\" The boy then told how all had come to pass, and how he, trusting in his luck, had made such a packet. But with the money that was left, he went back to the high school and went on learning more, and as he could heal all wounds with his plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world.",
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"There was once a poor woodcutter who toiled from early morning till late at night. When at last he had laid by some money he said to his boy, \"You are my only child, I will spend the money which I have earned with the sweat of my brow on your education, if you learn some honest trade you can support me in my old age, when my limbs have grown stiff and I am obliged to stay at home.\"",
"Then the boy went to a high school and learned diligently so that his masters praised him, and he remained there a long time. When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.",
"\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"don't trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"Nay, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left wherewith to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"",
"The father then borrowed an axe of the neighbor, and next morning at break of day they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and was quite merry and brisk about it. But when the sun was right over their heads, the father said, \"We will rest, and have our dinner, and then we shall work twice as well.\" The son took his bread in his hands, and said, \"Just you rest, father, I am not tired, I will walk up and down a little in the forest, and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you fool,\" said the father, \"why should you want to run about there? Afterwards you will be tired, and no longer able to raise your arm. Stay here, and sit down beside me.\"",
"The son, however, went into the forest, ate his bread, was very merry and peered in among the green branches to see if he could discover a bird's nest anywhere. So he walked to and fro until at last he came to a great dangerous-looking oak, which certainly was already many hundred years old, and which five men could not have spanned. He stood still and looked at it, and thought, many a bird must have built its nest in that. Then all at once it seemed to him that he heard a voice. He listened and became aware that someone was crying in a very smothered voice, \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but could discover nothing. Then he fancied that the voice came out of the ground. So he cried, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here amongst the roots of the oak-tree.",
"Let me out. Let me out.\"",
"The schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\"",
"\"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\"",
"Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.",
"And now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"",
"Then he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.",
"\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\"",
"\"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"",
"After a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I don't know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. Then he said to the son, \"Go and sell your damaged axe, and see what you can get for it, and I must earn the difference, in order to pay the neighbor.\"",
"The son took the axe, and carried it into town to a goldsmith, who tested it, laid it in the scales, and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, I have not so much as that by me.\" The son said, \"Give me what thou have, I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers, and remained a hundred in his debt. The son thereupon went home and said, \"Father, I have got the money, go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" answered the old man, \"one taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him him two talers, twelve groschen, that is double and enough. See, I have money in plenty.\" And he gave the father a hundred talers, and said, \"You shall never know want, live as comfortably as you like.\"",
"\"Good heavens,\" said the father, \"how have you come by these riches?\" The boy then told how all had come to pass, and how he, trusting in his luck, had made such a packet. But with the money that was left, he went back to the high school and went on learning more, and as he could heal all wounds with his plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world."
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"There was once a poor woodcutter who toiled from early morning till late at night. When at last he had laid by some money he said to his boy, \"You are my only child, I will spend the money which I have earned with the sweat of my brow on your education, if you learn some honest trade you can support me in my old age, when my limbs have grown stiff and I am obliged to stay at home.\"",
"Then the boy went to a high school and learned diligently so that his masters praised him, and he remained there a long time. When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.",
"\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"do not trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"No, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left with which to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"",
"The father then borrowed an axe of the neighbor, and next morning at break of day they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and was quite merry and brisk about it. But when the sun was right over their heads, the father said, \"We will rest, and have our dinner, and then we shall work twice as well.\" The son took his bread in his hands, and said, \"Just you rest, father, I am not tired, I will walk up and down a little in the forest, and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you fool,\" said the father, \"why should you want to run about there? Afterwards you will be tired, and no longer able to raise your arm. Stay here, and sit down beside me.\"",
"The son, however, went into the forest, ate his bread, was very merry and peered in among the green branches to see if he could discover a bird's nest anywhere. So he walked to and fro until at last he came to a great dangerous-looking oak, which certainly was already many hundred years old, and which five men could not have spanned. He stood still and looked at it, and thought, many a bird must have built its nest in that. Then all at once it seemed to him that he heard a voice. He listened and became aware that someone was crying in a very smothered voice, \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but could discover nothing. Then he fancied that the voice came out of the ground. So he cried, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here amongst the roots of the oak-tree. Let me out. Let me out.\"",
"The schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\" \"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\" Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.",
"And now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"",
"Then he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.",
"\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\" \"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"",
"After a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I do not know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. Then he said to the son, \"Go and sell your damaged axe, and see what you can get for it, and I must earn the difference, in order to pay the neighbor.\"",
"The son took the axe, and carried it into town to a goldsmith, who tested it, laid it in the scales, and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, I have not so much as that by me.\" The son said, \"Give me what thou have, I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers, and remained a hundred in his debt. The son thereupon went home and said, \"Father, I have got the money, go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" answered the old man, \"one taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him him two talers, twelve groschen, that is double and enough. See, I have money in plenty.\" And he gave the father a hundred talers, and said, \"You shall never know want, live as comfortably as you like.\"",
"\"Good heavens,\" said the father, \"how have you come by these riches?\" The boy then told how all had come to pass, and how he, trusting in his luck, had made such a packet. But with the money that was left, he went back to the high school and went on learning more, and as he could heal all wounds with his plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world."
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"speech_safe_text": "There was once a poor woodcutter who toiled from early morning till late at night. When at last he had laid by some money he said to his boy, \"You are my only child, I will spend the money which I have earned with the sweat of my brow on your education, if you learn some honest trade you can support me in my old age, when my limbs have grown stiff and I am obliged to stay at home.\"\n\nThen the boy went to a high school and learned diligently so that his masters praised him, and he remained there a long time. When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.\n\n\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"do not trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"No, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left with which to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"\n\nThe father then borrowed an axe of the neighbor, and next morning at break of day they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and was quite merry and brisk about it. But when the sun was right over their heads, the father said, \"We will rest, and have our dinner, and then we shall work twice as well.\" The son took his bread in his hands, and said, \"Just you rest, father, I am not tired, I will walk up and down a little in the forest, and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you fool,\" said the father, \"why should you want to run about there? Afterwards you will be tired, and no longer able to raise your arm. Stay here, and sit down beside me.\"\n\nThe son, however, went into the forest, ate his bread, was very merry and peered in among the green branches to see if he could discover a bird's nest anywhere. So he walked to and fro until at last he came to a great dangerous-looking oak, which certainly was already many hundred years old, and which five men could not have spanned. He stood still and looked at it, and thought, many a bird must have built its nest in that. Then all at once it seemed to him that he heard a voice. He listened and became aware that someone was crying in a very smothered voice, \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but could discover nothing. Then he fancied that the voice came out of the ground. So he cried, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here amongst the roots of the oak-tree. Let me out. Let me out.\"\n\nThe schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\" \"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\" Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.\n\nAnd now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"\n\nThen he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.\n\n\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\" \"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"\n\nAfter a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I do not know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. 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"Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.",
"And now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"",
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"\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\"",
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"There was once a poor woodcutter who toiled from early morning till late at night. When at last he had laid by some money he said to his boy, \"You are my only child, I will spend the money which I have earned with the sweat of my brow on your education, if you learn some honest trade you can support me in my old age, when my limbs have grown stiff and I am obliged to stay at home.\"",
"Then the boy went to a high school and learned diligently so that his masters praised him, and he remained there a long time. When he had worked through two classes, but was still not yet perfect in everything, the little pittance which the father had earned was all spent, and the boy was obliged to return home to him.",
"\"Ah,\" said the father, sorrowfully, \"I can give you no more, and in these hard times I cannot earn a farthing more than will suffice for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" answered the son, \"do not trouble yourself about it, if it is God's will, it will turn to my advantage. I shall soon accustom myself to it.\" When the father wanted to go into the forest to earn money by helping to chop and stack wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"No, my son,\" said the father, \"that would be hard for you. You are not accustomed to rough work, and will not be able to bear it. Besides, I have only one axe and no money left with which to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son, \"he will lend you his axe until I have earned one for myself.\"",
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"The schoolboy began to loosen the earth under the tree, and search among the roots, until at last he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light, and then saw a creature shaped like a frog, springing up and down in it. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried anew, and the boy thinking no evil, drew the cork out of the bottle. Immediately a spirit ascended from it, and began to grow, and grew so fast that in a very few moments he stood before the boy, a terrible fellow as big as half the tree. \"Do you know,\" he cried in an awful voice, \"what your reward is for having let me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy fearlessly, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must strangle you for it.\"",
"\"You should have told me that sooner,\" said the boy, \"for I should then have left you shut up, but my head shall stand fast for all you can do, more persons than one must be consulted about that.\" \"More persons here, more persons there,\" said the spirit. \"You shall have the reward you have earned. Do you think that I was shut up there for such a long time as a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am the mighty Mercurius. Whoso releases me, him must I strangle.\" \"Slowly,\" answered the boy, \"not so fast. I must first know that you really were shut up in that little bottle, and that you are the right spirit. If, indeed, you can get in again, I will believe and then you may do as you will with me.\" The spirit said haughtily, \"that is a very trifling feat.\"",
"Drew himself together, and made himself as small and slender as he had been at first, so that he crept through the same opening, and right through the neck of the bottle in again. Scarcely was he within than the boy thrust the cork he had drawn back into the bottle, and threw it among the roots of the oak into its old place, and the spirit was deceived.",
"And now the schoolboy was about to return to his father, but the spirit cried very piteously, \"Ah, do let me out, ah, do let me out.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"not a second time. He who has once tried to take my life shall not be set free by me, now that I have caught him again.\" \"If you will set me free,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much that you will have plenty all the days of your life.\" \"No,\" answered the boy, \"you would cheat me as you did the first time.\" \"You are spurning you own good luck,\" said the spirit, \"I will do you no harm but will reward you richly.\" The boy thought, \"I will venture it, perhaps he will keep his word, and anyhow he shall not get the better of me.\"",
"Then he took out the cork, and the spirit rose up from the bottle as he had done before, stretched himself out and became as big as a giant. \"Now you shall have your reward,\" said he, and handed the boy a little rag just like stiking-plaster, and said, \"If you spread one end of this over a wound it will heal, and if you rub steel or iron with the other end it will be changed into silver.\" \"I must just try that,\" said the boy, and went to a tree, tore off the bark with his axe, and rubbed it with one end of the plaster. It immediately closed together and was healed. \"Now, it is all right,\" he said to the spirit, \"and we can part.\" The spirit thanked him for his release, and the boy thanked the spirit for his present, and went back to his father.",
"\"Where have you been racing about?\" said the father. \"Why have you forgotten your work? I always said that you would never come to anything.\" \"Be easy, father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up indeed,\" said the father angrily, \"that's no use.\" \"Take care, father, I will soon hew that tree there, so that it will split.\" Then he took his plaster, rubbed the axe with it, and dealt a mighty blow, but as the iron had changed into silver, the edge bent. \"Hi, father, just look what a bad axe you've given me, it has become quite crooked.\" The father was shocked and said, \"Ah, what have you done! Now I shall have to pay for that, and have not the wherewithal, and that is all the good I have got by your work.\" \"Don't get angry,\" said the son, \"I will soon pay for the axe.\"",
"\"Oh, you blockhead,\" cried the father, \"Wherewith will you pay for it? You have nothing but what I give you. These are students' tricks that are sticking in your head, you have no idea of woodcutting.\"",
"After a while the boy said, \"Father, I can really work no more, we had better take a holiday.\" \"Eh, what,\" answered he, \"do you think I will sit with my hands lying in my lap like you. I must go on working, but you may take yourself off home.\" \"Father, I am here in this wood for the first time, I do not know my way alone. Do go with me.\" As his anger had now abated, the father at last let himself be persuaded and went home with him. Then he said to the son, \"Go and sell your damaged axe, and see what you can get for it, and I must earn the difference, in order to pay the neighbor.\"",
"The son took the axe, and carried it into town to a goldsmith, who tested it, laid it in the scales, and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, I have not so much as that by me.\" The son said, \"Give me what thou have, I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers, and remained a hundred in his debt. The son thereupon went home and said, \"Father, I have got the money, go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" answered the old man, \"one taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him him two talers, twelve groschen, that is double and enough. See, I have money in plenty.\" And he gave the father a hundred talers, and said, \"You shall never know want, live as comfortably as you like.\"",
"\"Good heavens,\" said the father, \"how have you come by these riches?\" The boy then told how all had come to pass, and how he, trusting in his luck, had made such a packet. But with the money that was left, he went back to the high school and went on learning more, and as he could heal all wounds with his plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world."
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"Once there was a poor woodcutter who worked very hard from morning until night. When he finally saved some money, he said to his boy, \"You are my only child. I will spend this money on your education. If you learn a good trade, you can take care of me when I am old and my legs get stiff.",
"Then the boy went to a high school and studied very hard. His teachers were very happy with him, and he stayed there for a long time. When he finished two classes, he was still learning new things every day. But soon, the little money his father earned was all used up. So, the boy had to go back home to be with his father.",
"Ah,\" said the father, looking sad. \"I cannot give you any more money. It is a hard time, and I cannot earn enough for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" said the son. \"Do not worry. If it is God's will, it will turn out well for me. I will get used to it.\" When the father wanted to go to the forest to chop wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"No, my son,\" said the father. \"That would be too hard for you. You are not used to rough work, and you will not be able to do it. Besides, I only have one axe and no money to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son. \"He will lend you his axe until I earn one for myself.",
"The father borrowed an axe from the neighbor. Then, at the first light of morning, they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and felt happy and full of energy. But when the sun was high in the sky, the father said, \"Let us rest now. We will eat our lunch, and then we will work twice as hard.\" The son held his bread in his hands and said, \"Just you rest, Father. I am not tired. I will walk around a little and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you silly boy,\" said the father. \"Why do you want to run around there? You will get tired later and won't be able to lift your arm. Stay here and sit beside me.",
"The boy went into the forest. He ate his bread and felt very happy. He looked up at the green leaves to see if he could find a bird's nest. He walked back and forth until he saw a big, old oak tree. It was very strong and looked like it had been there for a long, long time. He stopped and looked at it. He thought, \"Many birds must have made their homes in this tree.\" Suddenly, he thought he heard a voice. He listened closely. He heard someone crying softly. \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but he could not see anyone. Then he thought the voice came from the ground. He called out, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here, under the roots of the oak tree.",
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"The schoolboy began to dig under the tree. He looked among the roots until he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light. Then he saw a creature shaped like a frog, jumping up and down inside. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried. The boy was happy and friendly. He pulled the cork out of the bottle. Suddenly, a spirit rose up from it. The spirit grew and grew very fast. In a few moments, he stood before the boy. He was a big, strong fellow. \"Do you know,\" the spirit said in a loud voice, \"what your reward is for letting me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy bravely, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must give you a big hug.",
"You should have told me sooner,\" said the boy. \"I would have left you in the bottle then. But I am brave, and I will not change my mind. I must ask my friends for help.\" The spirit laughed. \"You want to ask everyone? Fine. You will get your reward. Do not think I was stuck in there for a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am a very powerful spirit. If you let me go, I will hurt you.\" \"Not so fast,\" said the boy gently. \"I need to be sure you are really there. If you can get back in the bottle, I will believe you. Then you can do what you want.\" The spirit said proudly, \"That is very easy.",
"Drew himself back together. He made himself very small and thin, just like he was at the start. He crept through the opening and went right into the bottle. As soon as he was inside, the boy pushed the cork back in. He threw the cork far away into the roots of the big oak tree. The spirit was tricked.",
"The schoolboy was about to go back to his father. But the spirit cried out sadly, \"Please, let me out! Please, let me out!\"\n\n\"No,\" said the boy. \"Not this time. I will not let you go. You tried to hurt me once, and I caught you again. I will not set you free.\"\n\n\"If you let me go,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much gold and treasure that you will never want for anything ever again.\"\n\n\"No,\" said the boy. \"You would trick me like you did before.\"\n\n\"You are turning away your good luck,\" said the spirit. \"I promise I will not hurt you. I will give you a big reward.\"\n\nThe boy thought, \"I will try it. Maybe he will keep his promise. But I will not let him win.",
"Then he pulled out the cork. The spirit floated up from the bottle just like before. He stretched his arms and grew as big as a giant. \"Now you get your reward,\" the spirit said. He gave the boy a small piece of cloth. It looked just like a magic bandage. \"If you put this on a cut, it will heal,\" he said. \"If you rub it on steel or iron, it will turn into silver.\" \"I want to try that,\" the boy said. He went to a tree and used his axe to pull off some bark. He rubbed the bark with the magic cloth. The bark healed right away. \"Now it is all better,\" the boy told the spirit. \"We can say goodbye.\" The spirit was happy to be free. The boy was happy with his gift. They said thank you to each other. Then the boy walked back to his father.",
"Where have you been running around?\" asked his father. \"Why did you forget your chores? I always said you would never do anything right.\" \"Don't worry, Father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up?\" said the father, sounding cross. \"That won't help at all.\" \"Be careful, Father,\" said the son. \"I will chop that tree right now so it falls apart.\" He took his magic paste, rubbed the axe with it, and swung it hard. But because the iron had turned to silver, the blade bent. \"Oh, Father, look at this bad axe you gave me! It is all crooked now.\" The father was shocked. \"Oh no! Now I have to pay for it, and I don't have any money. That is all the good your work has done.\" \"Don't be angry,\" said the son. \"I will pay for the axe very soon.",
"Oh, you silly goose,\" said the father with a smile. \"How will you pay for it? You only have what I give you. You are just playing tricks, and you do not know how to cut wood.",
"After a while, the boy said, \"Father, I am so tired. I cannot work anymore. Let's take a holiday.\" \"What?\" asked his father. \"Do you think I will sit with my hands in my lap like you? I must keep working. You can go home.\" \"Father, I am in this big wood for the first time. I do not know the way by myself. Please go with me.\" His anger had gone away now. So, the father agreed and went home with his son. Then he said, \"Go and sell your old, broken axe. See how much money you can get. I will work hard to earn the rest, so we can pay the neighbor.",
"The son took the axe to a goldsmith in town. The goldsmith weighed it and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, but I do not have that much money.\" The son said, \"Give me what you have, and I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers and owed him a hundred. The son went home and told his father, \"I have the money. Go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" said the old man. \"One taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him two talers, twelve groschen. That is double and enough. Look, I have plenty of money.\" He gave his father a hundred talers and said, \"You will never want for anything. You can live as comfortably as you like.",
"Good heavens,\" said the father. \"How did you get all this money?\" The boy told him everything. He said he trusted his luck and made a lot of money. But with the rest of the money, he went back to school. He kept learning more things. Because he could heal all wounds with his magic plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world."
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"child_friendly_text": "Once there was a poor woodcutter who worked very hard from morning until night. When he finally saved some money, he said to his boy, \"You are my only child. I will spend this money on your education. If you learn a good trade, you can take care of me when I am old and my legs get stiff.\n\nThen the boy went to a high school and studied very hard. His teachers were very happy with him, and he stayed there for a long time. When he finished two classes, he was still learning new things every day. But soon, the little money his father earned was all used up. So, the boy had to go back home to be with his father.\n\nAh,\" said the father, looking sad. \"I cannot give you any more money. It is a hard time, and I cannot earn enough for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" said the son. \"Do not worry. If it is God's will, it will turn out well for me. I will get used to it.\" When the father wanted to go to the forest to chop wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"No, my son,\" said the father. \"That would be too hard for you. You are not used to rough work, and you will not be able to do it. Besides, I only have one axe and no money to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son. \"He will lend you his axe until I earn one for myself.\n\nThe father borrowed an axe from the neighbor. Then, at the first light of morning, they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and felt happy and full of energy. But when the sun was high in the sky, the father said, \"Let us rest now. We will eat our lunch, and then we will work twice as hard.\" The son held his bread in his hands and said, \"Just you rest, Father. I am not tired. I will walk around a little and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you silly boy,\" said the father. \"Why do you want to run around there? You will get tired later and won't be able to lift your arm. Stay here and sit beside me.\n\nThe boy went into the forest. He ate his bread and felt very happy. He looked up at the green leaves to see if he could find a bird's nest. He walked back and forth until he saw a big, old oak tree. It was very strong and looked like it had been there for a long, long time. He stopped and looked at it. He thought, \"Many birds must have made their homes in this tree.\" Suddenly, he thought he heard a voice. He listened closely. He heard someone crying softly. \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but he could not see anyone. Then he thought the voice came from the ground. He called out, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here, under the roots of the oak tree.\n\nLet me out. Let me out!\" cried the little spirit.\n\nThe schoolboy began to dig under the tree. He looked among the roots until he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light. Then he saw a creature shaped like a frog, jumping up and down inside. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried. The boy was happy and friendly. He pulled the cork out of the bottle. Suddenly, a spirit rose up from it. The spirit grew and grew very fast. In a few moments, he stood before the boy. He was a big, strong fellow. \"Do you know,\" the spirit said in a loud voice, \"what your reward is for letting me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy bravely, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must give you a big hug.\n\nYou should have told me sooner,\" said the boy. \"I would have left you in the bottle then. But I am brave, and I will not change my mind. I must ask my friends for help.\" The spirit laughed. \"You want to ask everyone? Fine. You will get your reward. Do not think I was stuck in there for a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am a very powerful spirit. If you let me go, I will hurt you.\" \"Not so fast,\" said the boy gently. \"I need to be sure you are really there. If you can get back in the bottle, I will believe you. Then you can do what you want.\" The spirit said proudly, \"That is very easy.\n\nDrew himself back together. He made himself very small and thin, just like he was at the start. He crept through the opening and went right into the bottle. As soon as he was inside, the boy pushed the cork back in. He threw the cork far away into the roots of the big oak tree. The spirit was tricked.\n\nThe schoolboy was about to go back to his father. But the spirit cried out sadly, \"Please, let me out! Please, let me out!\"\n\n\"No,\" said the boy. \"Not this time. I will not let you go. You tried to hurt me once, and I caught you again. I will not set you free.\"\n\n\"If you let me go,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much gold and treasure that you will never want for anything ever again.\"\n\n\"No,\" said the boy. \"You would trick me like you did before.\"\n\n\"You are turning away your good luck,\" said the spirit. \"I promise I will not hurt you. I will give you a big reward.\"\n\nThe boy thought, \"I will try it. Maybe he will keep his promise. But I will not let him win.\n\nThen he pulled out the cork. The spirit floated up from the bottle just like before. He stretched his arms and grew as big as a giant. \"Now you get your reward,\" the spirit said. He gave the boy a small piece of cloth. It looked just like a magic bandage. \"If you put this on a cut, it will heal,\" he said. \"If you rub it on steel or iron, it will turn into silver.\" \"I want to try that,\" the boy said. He went to a tree and used his axe to pull off some bark. He rubbed the bark with the magic cloth. The bark healed right away. \"Now it is all better,\" the boy told the spirit. \"We can say goodbye.\" The spirit was happy to be free. The boy was happy with his gift. They said thank you to each other. Then the boy walked back to his father.\n\nWhere have you been running around?\" asked his father. \"Why did you forget your chores? I always said you would never do anything right.\" \"Don't worry, Father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up?\" said the father, sounding cross. \"That won't help at all.\" \"Be careful, Father,\" said the son. \"I will chop that tree right now so it falls apart.\" He took his magic paste, rubbed the axe with it, and swung it hard. But because the iron had turned to silver, the blade bent. \"Oh, Father, look at this bad axe you gave me! It is all crooked now.\" The father was shocked. \"Oh no! Now I have to pay for it, and I don't have any money. That is all the good your work has done.\" \"Don't be angry,\" said the son. \"I will pay for the axe very soon.\n\nOh, you silly goose,\" said the father with a smile. \"How will you pay for it? You only have what I give you. You are just playing tricks, and you do not know how to cut wood.\n\nAfter a while, the boy said, \"Father, I am so tired. I cannot work anymore. Let's take a holiday.\" \"What?\" asked his father. \"Do you think I will sit with my hands in my lap like you? I must keep working. You can go home.\" \"Father, I am in this big wood for the first time. I do not know the way by myself. Please go with me.\" His anger had gone away now. So, the father agreed and went home with his son. Then he said, \"Go and sell your old, broken axe. See how much money you can get. I will work hard to earn the rest, so we can pay the neighbor.\n\nThe son took the axe to a goldsmith in town. The goldsmith weighed it and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, but I do not have that much money.\" The son said, \"Give me what you have, and I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers and owed him a hundred. The son went home and told his father, \"I have the money. Go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" said the old man. \"One taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him two talers, twelve groschen. That is double and enough. Look, I have plenty of money.\" He gave his father a hundred talers and said, \"You will never want for anything. You can live as comfortably as you like.\n\nGood heavens,\" said the father. \"How did you get all this money?\" The boy told him everything. He said he trusted his luck and made a lot of money. But with the rest of the money, he went back to school. He kept learning more things. Because he could heal all wounds with his magic plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world.",
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"Once there was a poor woodcutter who worked very hard from morning until night. When he finally saved some money, he said to his boy, \"You are my only child. I will spend this money on your education. If you learn a good trade, you can take care of me when I am old and my legs get stiff.",
"Then the boy went to a high school and studied very hard. His teachers were very happy with him, and he stayed there for a long time. When he finished two classes, he was still learning new things every day. But soon, the little money his father earned was all used up. So, the boy had to go back home to be with his father.",
"Ah,\" said the father, looking sad. \"I cannot give you any more money. It is a hard time, and I cannot earn enough for our daily bread.\" \"Dear father,\" said the son. \"Do not worry. If it is God's will, it will turn out well for me. I will get used to it.\" When the father wanted to go to the forest to chop wood, the son said, \"I will go with you and help you.\" \"No, my son,\" said the father. \"That would be too hard for you. You are not used to rough work, and you will not be able to do it. Besides, I only have one axe and no money to buy another.\" \"Just go to the neighbor,\" answered the son. \"He will lend you his axe until I earn one for myself.",
"The father borrowed an axe from the neighbor. Then, at the first light of morning, they went out into the forest together. The son helped his father and felt happy and full of energy. But when the sun was high in the sky, the father said, \"Let us rest now. We will eat our lunch, and then we will work twice as hard.\" The son held his bread in his hands and said, \"Just you rest, Father. I am not tired. I will walk around a little and look for birds' nests.\" \"Oh, you silly boy,\" said the father. \"Why do you want to run around there? You will get tired later and won't be able to lift your arm. Stay here and sit beside me.",
"The boy went into the forest. He ate his bread and felt very happy. He looked up at the green leaves to see if he could find a bird's nest. He walked back and forth until he saw a big, old oak tree. It was very strong and looked like it had been there for a long, long time. He stopped and looked at it. He thought, \"Many birds must have made their homes in this tree.\" Suddenly, he thought he heard a voice. He listened closely. He heard someone crying softly. \"Let me out, let me out.\" He looked around, but he could not see anyone. Then he thought the voice came from the ground. He called out, \"Where are you?\" The voice answered, \"I am down here, under the roots of the oak tree.",
"Let me out. Let me out!\" cried the little spirit.",
"The schoolboy began to dig under the tree. He looked among the roots until he found a glass bottle in a little hollow. He lifted it up and held it against the light. Then he saw a creature shaped like a frog, jumping up and down inside. \"Let me out. Let me out,\" it cried. The boy was happy and friendly. He pulled the cork out of the bottle. Suddenly, a spirit rose up from it. The spirit grew and grew very fast. In a few moments, he stood before the boy. He was a big, strong fellow. \"Do you know,\" the spirit said in a loud voice, \"what your reward is for letting me out?\" \"No,\" replied the boy bravely, \"how should I know that?\" \"Then I will tell you,\" cried the spirit, \"I must give you a big hug.",
"You should have told me sooner,\" said the boy. \"I would have left you in the bottle then. But I am brave, and I will not change my mind. I must ask my friends for help.\" The spirit laughed. \"You want to ask everyone? Fine. You will get your reward. Do not think I was stuck in there for a favor. No, it was a punishment for me. I am a very powerful spirit. If you let me go, I will hurt you.\" \"Not so fast,\" said the boy gently. \"I need to be sure you are really there. If you can get back in the bottle, I will believe you. Then you can do what you want.\" The spirit said proudly, \"That is very easy.",
"Drew himself back together. He made himself very small and thin, just like he was at the start. He crept through the opening and went right into the bottle. As soon as he was inside, the boy pushed the cork back in. He threw the cork far away into the roots of the big oak tree. The spirit was tricked.",
"The schoolboy was about to go back to his father. But the spirit cried out sadly, \"Please, let me out! Please, let me out!\"\n\n\"No,\" said the boy. \"Not this time. I will not let you go. You tried to hurt me once, and I caught you again. I will not set you free.\"\n\n\"If you let me go,\" said the spirit, \"I will give you so much gold and treasure that you will never want for anything ever again.\"\n\n\"No,\" said the boy. \"You would trick me like you did before.\"\n\n\"You are turning away your good luck,\" said the spirit. \"I promise I will not hurt you. I will give you a big reward.\"\n\nThe boy thought, \"I will try it. Maybe he will keep his promise. But I will not let him win.",
"Then he pulled out the cork. The spirit floated up from the bottle just like before. He stretched his arms and grew as big as a giant. \"Now you get your reward,\" the spirit said. He gave the boy a small piece of cloth. It looked just like a magic bandage. \"If you put this on a cut, it will heal,\" he said. \"If you rub it on steel or iron, it will turn into silver.\" \"I want to try that,\" the boy said. He went to a tree and used his axe to pull off some bark. He rubbed the bark with the magic cloth. The bark healed right away. \"Now it is all better,\" the boy told the spirit. \"We can say goodbye.\" The spirit was happy to be free. The boy was happy with his gift. They said thank you to each other. Then the boy walked back to his father.",
"Where have you been running around?\" asked his father. \"Why did you forget your chores? I always said you would never do anything right.\" \"Don't worry, Father, I will make it up.\" \"Make it up?\" said the father, sounding cross. \"That won't help at all.\" \"Be careful, Father,\" said the son. \"I will chop that tree right now so it falls apart.\" He took his magic paste, rubbed the axe with it, and swung it hard. But because the iron had turned to silver, the blade bent. \"Oh, Father, look at this bad axe you gave me! It is all crooked now.\" The father was shocked. \"Oh no! Now I have to pay for it, and I don't have any money. That is all the good your work has done.\" \"Don't be angry,\" said the son. \"I will pay for the axe very soon.",
"Oh, you silly goose,\" said the father with a smile. \"How will you pay for it? You only have what I give you. You are just playing tricks, and you do not know how to cut wood.",
"After a while, the boy said, \"Father, I am so tired. I cannot work anymore. Let's take a holiday.\" \"What?\" asked his father. \"Do you think I will sit with my hands in my lap like you? I must keep working. You can go home.\" \"Father, I am in this big wood for the first time. I do not know the way by myself. Please go with me.\" His anger had gone away now. So, the father agreed and went home with his son. Then he said, \"Go and sell your old, broken axe. See how much money you can get. I will work hard to earn the rest, so we can pay the neighbor.",
"The son took the axe to a goldsmith in town. The goldsmith weighed it and said, \"It is worth four hundred talers, but I do not have that much money.\" The son said, \"Give me what you have, and I will lend you the rest.\" The goldsmith gave him three hundred talers and owed him a hundred. The son went home and told his father, \"I have the money. Go and ask the neighbor what he wants for the axe.\" \"I know that already,\" said the old man. \"One taler, six groschen.\" \"Then give him two talers, twelve groschen. That is double and enough. Look, I have plenty of money.\" He gave his father a hundred talers and said, \"You will never want for anything. You can live as comfortably as you like.",
"Good heavens,\" said the father. \"How did you get all this money?\" The boy told him everything. He said he trusted his luck and made a lot of money. But with the rest of the money, he went back to school. He kept learning more things. Because he could heal all wounds with his magic plaster, he became the most famous doctor in the whole world."
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