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"A certain man had a donkey, which had carried the corn-sacks to the mill indefatigably for many a long year. But his strength was going, and he was growing more and more unfit for work. Then his master began to consider how he might best save his keep. But the donkey, seeing that no good wind was blowing, ran away and set out on the road to bremen. There, he thought, I can surely be a town-musician. When he had walked some distance, he found a hound lying on the road, gasping like one who had run till he was tired. What are you gasping so for, you big fellow, asked the donkey. Ah, replied the hound, as I am old, and daily grow weaker, and no longer can hunt, my master wanted to kill me, so I took to flight, but now how am I to earn my bread. I tell you what, said the donkey, I am going to bremen, and shall be town-musician there. Go with me and engage yourself also as a musician. I will play the lute, and you shall beat the kettle-drum. The hound agreed, and on they went. Before long they came to a cat, sitting on the path, with a face like three rainy days. Now then, old shaver, what has gone askew with you, asked the donkey. Who can be merry when his neck is in danger, answered the cat. Because I am now getting old, and my teeth are worn to stumps, and I prefer to sit by the fire and spin, rather than hunt about after mice, my mistress wanted to drown me, so I ran away. But now good advice is scarce. Where am I to go. Go with us to bremen. You understand night-music, you can be a town-musician. The cat thought well of it, and went with them. After this the three fugitives came to a farm-yard, where the cock was sitting upon the gate, crowing with all his might. Your crow goes through and through one, said the donkey. What is the matter. I have been foretelling fine weather, because it is the day on which our lady washes the christ-child's little shirts, and wants to dry them, said the cock. But guests are coming for sunday, so the housewife has no pity, and has told the cook that she intends to eat me in the soup to-morrow, and this evening I am to have my head cut off. Now I am crowing at the top of my lungs while still I can. Ah, but red-comb, said the donkey, you had better come away with us. We are going to bremen. You can find something better than death everywhere. You have a good voice, and if we make music together it must have some quality. The cock agreed to this plan, and all four went on together. They could not reach the city of bremen in one day, however, and in the evening they came to a forest where they meant to pass the night. The donkey and the hound laid themselves down under a large tree, the cat and the cock settled themselves in the branches. But the cock flew right to the top, where he was most safe. Before he went to sleep he looked round on all four sides, and thought he saw in the distance a little spark burning. So he called out to his companions that there must be a house not far off, for he saw a light. The donkey said, if so, we had better get up and go on, for the shelter here is bad. The hound thought too that a few bones with some meat on would do him good. So they made their way to the place where the light was, and soon saw it shine brighter and grow larger, until they came to a well-lighted robbers, house. The donkey, as the biggest, went to the window and looked in. What do you see, my grey-horse, asked the cock. What do I see, answered the donkey. A table covered with good things to eat and drink, and robbers sitting at it enjoying themselves. That would be the sort of thing for us, said the cock. Yes, yes. Ah, if only we were there, said the donkey. Then the animals took counsel together how they should manage to drive away the robbers, and at last they thought of a plan. The donkey was to place himself with his fore-feet upon the window-ledge, the hound was to jump on the donkey's back, the cat was to climb upon the dog, and lastly the cock was to fly up and perch upon the head of the cat. When this was done, at a given signal, they began to perform their music together. The donkey brayed, the hound barked, the cat mewed, and the cock crowed. Then they burst through the window into the room, shattering the glass. At this horrible din, the robbers sprang up, thinking no otherwise than that a ghost had come in, and fled in a great fright out into the forest. The four companions now sat down at the table, well content with what was left, and ate as if they were going to fast for a month. As soon as the four minstrels had done, they put out the light, and each sought for himself a sleeping-place according to his nature and what suited him. The donkey laid himself down upon some straw in the yard, the hound behind the door, the cat upon the hearth near the warm ashes, and the cock perched himself upon a beam of the roof. And being tired from their long walk, they soon went to sleep. When it was past midnight, and the robbers saw from afar that the light was no longer burning in their house, and all appeared quiet, the captain said, we ought not to have let ourselves be frightened out of our wits, and ordered one of them to go and examine the house. The messenger finding all still, went into the kitchen to light a candle, and, taking the glistening fiery eyes of the cat for live coals, he held a lucifer-match to them to light it. But the cat did not understand the joke, and flew in his face, spitting and scratching. He was dreadfully frightened, and ran to the back-door, but the dog, who lay there sprang up and bit his leg. And as he ran across the yard by the dunghill, the donkey gave him a smart kick with its hind foot. The cock, too, who had been awakened by the noise, and had become lively, cried down from the beam, cock-a-doodle-doo. Then the robber ran back as fast as he could to his captain, and said, ah, there is a horrible witch sitting in the house, who spat on me and scratched my face with her long claws. And by the door stands a man with a knife, who stabbed me in the leg. And in the yard there lies a black monster, who beat me with a wooden club. And above, upon the roof, sits the judge, who called out, bring the rogue here to me. So I got away as well as I could. After this the robbers never again dared enter the house. But it suited the four musicians of bremen so well that they did not care to leave it any more. And the mouth of him who last told this story is still warm."
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"body_text": "A certain man had a donkey, which had carried the corn-sacks to the mill indefatigably for many a long year. But his strength was going, and he was growing more and more unfit for work. Then his master began to consider how he might best save his keep. But the donkey, seeing that no good wind was blowing, ran away and set out on the road to bremen. There, he thought, I can surely be a town-musician. When he had walked some distance, he found a hound lying on the road, gasping like one who had run till he was tired. What are you gasping so for, you big fellow, asked the donkey. Ah, replied the hound, as I am old, and daily grow weaker, and no longer can hunt, my master wanted to kill me, so I took to flight, but now how am I to earn my bread. I tell you what, said the donkey, I am going to bremen, and shall be town-musician there. Go with me and engage yourself also as a musician. I will play the lute, and you shall beat the kettle-drum. The hound agreed, and on they went. Before long they came to a cat, sitting on the path, with a face like three rainy days. Now then, old shaver, what has gone askew with you, asked the donkey. Who can be merry when his neck is in danger, answered the cat. Because I am now getting old, and my teeth are worn to stumps, and I prefer to sit by the fire and spin, rather than hunt about after mice, my mistress wanted to drown me, so I ran away. But now good advice is scarce. Where am I to go. Go with us to bremen. You understand night-music, you can be a town-musician. The cat thought well of it, and went with them. After this the three fugitives came to a farm-yard, where the cock was sitting upon the gate, crowing with all his might. Your crow goes through and through one, said the donkey. What is the matter. I have been foretelling fine weather, because it is the day on which our lady washes the christ-child's little shirts, and wants to dry them, said the cock. But guests are coming for sunday, so the housewife has no pity, and has told the cook that she intends to eat me in the soup to-morrow, and this evening I am to have my head cut off. Now I am crowing at the top of my lungs while still I can. Ah, but red-comb, said the donkey, you had better come away with us. We are going to bremen. You can find something better than death everywhere. You have a good voice, and if we make music together it must have some quality. The cock agreed to this plan, and all four went on together. They could not reach the city of bremen in one day, however, and in the evening they came to a forest where they meant to pass the night. The donkey and the hound laid themselves down under a large tree, the cat and the cock settled themselves in the branches. But the cock flew right to the top, where he was most safe. Before he went to sleep he looked round on all four sides, and thought he saw in the distance a little spark burning. So he called out to his companions that there must be a house not far off, for he saw a light. The donkey said, if so, we had better get up and go on, for the shelter here is bad. The hound thought too that a few bones with some meat on would do him good. So they made their way to the place where the light was, and soon saw it shine brighter and grow larger, until they came to a well-lighted robbers, house. The donkey, as the biggest, went to the window and looked in. What do you see, my grey-horse, asked the cock. What do I see, answered the donkey. A table covered with good things to eat and drink, and robbers sitting at it enjoying themselves. That would be the sort of thing for us, said the cock. Yes, yes. Ah, if only we were there, said the donkey. Then the animals took counsel together how they should manage to drive away the robbers, and at last they thought of a plan. The donkey was to place himself with his fore-feet upon the window-ledge, the hound was to jump on the donkey's back, the cat was to climb upon the dog, and lastly the cock was to fly up and perch upon the head of the cat. When this was done, at a given signal, they began to perform their music together. The donkey brayed, the hound barked, the cat mewed, and the cock crowed. Then they burst through the window into the room, shattering the glass. At this horrible din, the robbers sprang up, thinking no otherwise than that a ghost had come in, and fled in a great fright out into the forest. The four companions now sat down at the table, well content with what was left, and ate as if they were going to fast for a month. As soon as the four minstrels had done, they put out the light, and each sought for himself a sleeping-place according to his nature and what suited him. The donkey laid himself down upon some straw in the yard, the hound behind the door, the cat upon the hearth near the warm ashes, and the cock perched himself upon a beam of the roof. And being tired from their long walk, they soon went to sleep. When it was past midnight, and the robbers saw from afar that the light was no longer burning in their house, and all appeared quiet, the captain said, we ought not to have let ourselves be frightened out of our wits, and ordered one of them to go and examine the house. The messenger finding all still, went into the kitchen to light a candle, and, taking the glistening fiery eyes of the cat for live coals, he held a lucifer-match to them to light it. But the cat did not understand the joke, and flew in his face, spitting and scratching. He was dreadfully frightened, and ran to the back-door, but the dog, who lay there sprang up and bit his leg. And as he ran across the yard by the dunghill, the donkey gave him a smart kick with its hind foot. The cock, too, who had been awakened by the noise, and had become lively, cried down from the beam, cock-a-doodle-doo. Then the robber ran back as fast as he could to his captain, and said, ah, there is a horrible witch sitting in the house, who spat on me and scratched my face with her long claws. And by the door stands a man with a knife, who stabbed me in the leg. And in the yard there lies a black monster, who beat me with a wooden club. And above, upon the roof, sits the judge, who called out, bring the rogue here to me. So I got away as well as I could. After this the robbers never again dared enter the house. But it suited the four musicians of bremen so well that they did not care to leave it any more. And the mouth of him who last told this story is still warm.",
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"A certain man had a donkey, which had carried the corn-sacks to the mill indefatigably for many a long year. But his strength was going, and he was growing more and more unfit for work. Then his master began to consider how he might best save his keep. But the donkey, seeing that no good wind was blowing, ran away and set out on the road to bremen. There, he thought, I can surely be a town-musician. When he had walked some distance, he found a hound lying on the road, gasping like one who had run till he was tired. What are you gasping so for, you big fellow, asked the donkey. Ah, replied the hound, as I am old, and daily grow weaker, and no longer can hunt, my master wanted to kill me, so I took to flight, but now how am I to earn my bread. I tell you what, said the donkey, I am going to bremen, and shall be town-musician there. Go with me and engage yourself also as a musician. I will play the lute, and you shall beat the kettle-drum. The hound agreed, and on they went. Before long they came to a cat, sitting on the path, with a face like three rainy days. Now then, old shaver, what has gone askew with you, asked the donkey. Who can be merry when his neck is in danger, answered the cat. Because I am now getting old, and my teeth are worn to stumps, and I prefer to sit by the fire and spin, rather than hunt about after mice, my mistress wanted to drown me, so I ran away. But now good advice is scarce. Where am I to go. Go with us to bremen. You understand night-music, you can be a town-musician. The cat thought well of it, and went with them. After this the three fugitives came to a farm-yard, where the cock was sitting upon the gate, crowing with all his might. Your crow goes through and through one, said the donkey. What is the matter. I have been foretelling fine weather, because it is the day on which our lady washes the christ-child's little shirts, and wants to dry them, said the cock. But guests are coming for sunday, so the housewife has no pity, and has told the cook that she intends to eat me in the soup to-morrow, and this evening I am to have my head cut off. Now I am crowing at the top of my lungs while still I can. Ah, but red-comb, said the donkey, you had better come away with us. We are going to bremen. You can find something better than death everywhere. You have a good voice, and if we make music together it must have some quality. The cock agreed to this plan, and all four went on together. They could not reach the city of bremen in one day, however, and in the evening they came to a forest where they meant to pass the night. The donkey and the hound laid themselves down under a large tree, the cat and the cock settled themselves in the branches. But the cock flew right to the top, where he was most safe. Before he went to sleep he looked round on all four sides, and thought he saw in the distance a little spark burning. So he called out to his companions that there must be a house not far off, for he saw a light. The donkey said, if so, we had better get up and go on, for the shelter here is bad. The hound thought too that a few bones with some meat on would do him good. So they made their way to the place where the light was, and soon saw it shine brighter and grow larger, until they came to a well-lighted robbers, house. The donkey, as the biggest, went to the window and looked in. What do you see, my grey-horse, asked the cock. What do I see, answered the donkey. A table covered with good things to eat and drink, and robbers sitting at it enjoying themselves. That would be the sort of thing for us, said the cock. Yes, yes. Ah, if only we were there, said the donkey. Then the animals took counsel together how they should manage to drive away the robbers, and at last they thought of a plan. The donkey was to place himself with his fore-feet upon the window-ledge, the hound was to jump on the donkey's back, the cat was to climb upon the dog, and lastly the cock was to fly up and perch upon the head of the cat. When this was done, at a given signal, they began to perform their music together. The donkey brayed, the hound barked, the cat mewed, and the cock crowed. Then they burst through the window into the room, shattering the glass. At this horrible din, the robbers sprang up, thinking no otherwise than that a ghost had come in, and fled in a great fright out into the forest. The four companions now sat down at the table, well content with what was left, and ate as if they were going to fast for a month. As soon as the four minstrels had done, they put out the light, and each sought for himself a sleeping-place according to his nature and what suited him. The donkey laid himself down upon some straw in the yard, the hound behind the door, the cat upon the hearth near the warm ashes, and the cock perched himself upon a beam of the roof. And being tired from their long walk, they soon went to sleep. When it was past midnight, and the robbers saw from afar that the light was no longer burning in their house, and all appeared quiet, the captain said, we ought not to have let ourselves be frightened out of our wits, and ordered one of them to go and examine the house. The messenger finding all still, went into the kitchen to light a candle, and, taking the glistening fiery eyes of the cat for live coals, he held a lucifer-match to them to light it. But the cat did not understand the joke, and flew in his face, spitting and scratching. He was dreadfully frightened, and ran to the back-door, but the dog, who lay there sprang up and bit his leg. And as he ran across the yard by the dunghill, the donkey gave him a smart kick with its hind foot. The cock, too, who had been awakened by the noise, and had become lively, cried down from the beam, cock-a-doodle-doo. Then the robber ran back as fast as he could to his captain, and said, ah, there is a horrible witch sitting in the house, who spat on me and scratched my face with her long claws. And by the door stands a man with a knife, who stabbed me in the leg. And in the yard there lies a black monster, who beat me with a wooden club. And above, upon the roof, sits the judge, who called out, bring the rogue here to me. So I got away as well as I could. After this the robbers never again dared enter the house. But it suited the four musicians of bremen so well that they did not care to leave it any more. And the mouth of him who last told this story is still warm."
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The hound agreed, and on they went. Before long they came to a cat, sitting on the path, with a face like three rainy days. Now then, old shaver, what has gone askew with you, asked the donkey. Who can be merry when his neck is in danger, answered the cat. Because I am now getting old, and my teeth are worn to stumps, and I prefer to sit by the fire and spin, rather than hunt about after mice, my mistress wanted to drown me, so I ran away. But now good advice is scarce. Where am I to go. Go with us to bremen. You understand night-music, you can be a town-musician. The cat thought well of it, and went with them. After this the three fugitives came to a farm-yard, where the cock was sitting upon the gate, crowing with all his might. Your crow goes through and through one, said the donkey. What is the matter. I have been foretelling fine weather, because it is the day on which our lady washes the christ-child's little shirts, and wants to dry them, said the cock. But guests are coming for sunday, so the housewife has no pity, and has told the cook that she intends to eat me in the soup to-morrow, and this evening I am to have my head cut off. Now I am crowing at the top of my lungs while still I can. Ah, but red-comb, said the donkey, you had better come away with us. We are going to bremen. You can find something better than death everywhere. You have a good voice, and if we make music together it must have some quality. The cock agreed to this plan, and all four went on together. They could not reach the city of bremen in one day, however, and in the evening they came to a forest where they meant to pass the night. The donkey and the hound laid themselves down under a large tree, the cat and the cock settled themselves in the branches. But the cock flew right to the top, where he was most safe. Before he went to sleep he looked round on all four sides, and thought he saw in the distance a little spark burning. So he called out to his companions that there must be a house not far off, for he saw a light. The donkey said, if so, we had better get up and go on, for the shelter here is bad. The hound thought too that a few bones with some meat on would do him good. So they made their way to the place where the light was, and soon saw it shine brighter and grow larger, until they came to a well-lighted robbers, house. The donkey, as the biggest, went to the window and looked in. What do you see, my grey-horse, asked the cock. What do I see, answered the donkey. A table covered with good things to eat and drink, and robbers sitting at it enjoying themselves. That would be the sort of thing for us, said the cock. Yes, yes. Ah, if only we were there, said the donkey. Then the animals took counsel together how they should manage to drive away the robbers, and at last they thought of a plan. The donkey was to place himself with his fore-feet upon the window-ledge, the hound was to jump on the donkey's back, the cat was to climb upon the dog, and lastly the cock was to fly up and perch upon the head of the cat. When this was done, at a given signal, they began to perform their music together. The donkey brayed, the hound barked, the cat mewed, and the cock crowed. Then they burst through the window into the room, shattering the glass. At this horrible din, the robbers sprang up, thinking no otherwise than that a ghost had come in, and fled in a great fright out into the forest. The four companions now sat down at the table, well content with what was left, and ate as if they were going to fast for a month. As soon as the four minstrels had done, they put out the light, and each sought for himself a sleeping-place according to his nature and what suited him. The donkey laid himself down upon some straw in the yard, the hound behind the door, the cat upon the hearth near the warm ashes, and the cock perched himself upon a beam of the roof. And being tired from their long walk, they soon went to sleep. When it was past midnight, and the robbers saw from afar that the light was no longer burning in their house, and all appeared quiet, the captain said, we ought not to have let ourselves be frightened out of our wits, and ordered one of them to go and examine the house. The messenger finding all still, went into the kitchen to light a candle, and, taking the glistening fiery eyes of the cat for live coals, he held a lucifer-match to them to light it. But the cat did not understand the joke, and flew in his face, spitting and scratching. He was dreadfully frightened, and ran to the back-door, but the dog, who lay there sprang up and bit his leg. And as he ran across the yard by the dunghill, the donkey gave him a smart kick with its hind foot. The cock, too, who had been awakened by the noise, and had become lively, cried down from the beam, cock-a-doodle-doo. Then the robber ran back as fast as he could to his captain, and said, ah, there is a horrible witch sitting in the house, who spat on me and scratched my face with her long claws. And by the door stands a man with a knife, who stabbed me in the leg. And in the yard there lies a black monster, who beat me with a wooden club. And above, upon the roof, sits the judge, who called out, bring the rogue here to me. So I got away as well as I could. After this the robbers never again dared enter the house. But it suited the four musicians of bremen so well that they did not care to leave it any more. And the mouth of him who last told this story is still warm.",
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"A certain man had a donkey, which had carried the corn-sacks to the mill indefatigably for many a long year. But his strength was going, and he was growing more and more unfit for work. Then his master began to consider how he might best save his keep. But the donkey, seeing that no good wind was blowing, ran away and set out on the road to bremen. There, he thought, I can surely be a town-musician. When he had walked some distance, he found a hound lying on the road, gasping like one who had run till he was tired. What are you gasping so for, you big fellow, asked the donkey. Ah, replied the hound, as I am old, and daily grow weaker, and no longer can hunt, my master wanted to kill me, so I took to flight, but now how am I to earn my bread.",
"I tell you what, said the donkey, I am going to bremen, and shall be town-musician there. Go with me and engage yourself also as a musician. I will play the lute, and you shall beat the kettle-drum. The hound agreed, and on they went. Before long they came to a cat, sitting on the path, with a face like three rainy days. Now then, old shaver, what has gone askew with you, asked the donkey. Who can be merry when his neck is in danger, answered the cat. Because I am now getting old, and my teeth are worn to stumps, and I prefer to sit by the fire and spin, rather than hunt about after mice, my mistress wanted to drown me, so I ran away. But now good advice is scarce. Where am I to go. Go with us to bremen. You understand night-music, you can be a town-musician.",
"The cat thought well of it, and went with them. After this the three fugitives came to a farm-yard, where the cock was sitting upon the gate, crowing with all his might. Your crow goes through and through one, said the donkey. What is the matter. I have been foretelling fine weather, because it is the day on which our lady washes the christ-child's little shirts, and wants to dry them, said the cock. But guests are coming for sunday, so the housewife has no pity, and has told the cook that she intends to eat me in the soup to-morrow, and this evening I am to have my head cut off. Now I am crowing at the top of my lungs while still I can. Ah, but red-comb, said the donkey, you had better come away with us. We are going to bremen. You can find something better than death everywhere.",
"You have a good voice, and if we make music together it must have some quality. The cock agreed to this plan, and all four went on together. They could not reach the city of bremen in one day, however, and in the evening they came to a forest where they meant to pass the night. The donkey and the hound laid themselves down under a large tree, the cat and the cock settled themselves in the branches. But the cock flew right to the top, where he was most safe. Before he went to sleep he looked round on all four sides, and thought he saw in the distance a little spark burning. So he called out to his companions that there must be a house not far off, for he saw a light. The donkey said, if so, we had better get up and go on, for the shelter here is bad.",
"The hound thought too that a few bones with some meat on would do him good. So they made their way to the place where the light was, and soon saw it shine brighter and grow larger, until they came to a well-lighted robbers, house. The donkey, as the biggest, went to the window and looked in. What do you see, my grey-horse, asked the cock. What do I see, answered the donkey. A table covered with good things to eat and drink, and robbers sitting at it enjoying themselves. That would be the sort of thing for us, said the cock. Yes, yes. Ah, if only we were there, said the donkey. Then the animals took counsel together how they should manage to drive away the robbers, and at last they thought of a plan.",
"The donkey was to place himself with his fore-feet upon the window-ledge, the hound was to jump on the donkey's back, the cat was to climb upon the dog, and lastly the cock was to fly up and perch upon the head of the cat. When this was done, at a given signal, they began to perform their music together. The donkey brayed, the hound barked, the cat mewed, and the cock crowed. Then they burst through the window into the room, shattering the glass. At this horrible din, the robbers sprang up, thinking no otherwise than that a ghost had come in, and fled in a great fright out into the forest. The four companions now sat down at the table, well content with what was left, and ate as if they were going to fast for a month.",
"As soon as the four minstrels had done, they put out the light, and each sought for himself a sleeping-place according to his nature and what suited him. The donkey laid himself down upon some straw in the yard, the hound behind the door, the cat upon the hearth near the warm ashes, and the cock perched himself upon a beam of the roof. And being tired from their long walk, they soon went to sleep. When it was past midnight, and the robbers saw from afar that the light was no longer burning in their house, and all appeared quiet, the captain said, we ought not to have let ourselves be frightened out of our wits, and ordered one of them to go and examine the house.",
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"A man had a donkey who worked very hard for many years. He carried heavy sacks of corn to the mill. But the donkey was getting old and tired. His strength was going away. The man thought about how to save money, but the donkey knew it was time to go. He ran away and started walking down the road to Bremen. He thought, \"There, I can surely be a town musician.\" After walking for a while, he saw a big dog lying on the road. The dog was panting hard, as if he had run a long race. \"Why are you panting so much, you big fellow?\" asked the donkey. \"Oh,\" said the dog, \"I am old and getting weaker every day. My master wanted to hurt me, so I ran away. But now, how will I get my food?",
"I have an idea,\" said the donkey. \"I am going to Bremen to be a town musician. Come with me and join our band. I will play the lute, and you can beat the big drum.\"\n\nThe hound agreed, and they walked on together. Soon, they saw a cat sitting by the path. She looked very sad, like it had been raining for three days.\n\n\"Hello, old friend,\" said the donkey. \"What is wrong?\"\n\n\"My neck is in danger,\" the cat said softly. \"I am getting old, and my teeth are worn down. I just want to sit by the fire and rest, but my mistress wanted to drown me. So, I ran away.\"\n\n\"But now, good advice is hard to find,\" she cried. \"Where can I go?\"\n\n\"Come with us to Bremen,\" said the donkey. \"You know how to sing at night. You can be a town musician with us.",
"The cat thought this was a good idea, so she went with them. Soon, the three friends came to a farmyard. A big rooster was sitting on the gate, crowing as loud as he could. \"You go right through a person!\" said the donkey. \"What is wrong?\" asked the rooster. \"I was telling everyone that the weather will be nice,\" said the rooster. \"Our lady is washing the baby's clothes today, and she wants them to dry in the sun. But guests are coming for Sunday, so the housewife is not kind. She told the cook she wants to make soup with me tomorrow. She also said I have to have my head cut off tonight. That is why I am crowing so loudly while I still can.\" \"Oh, Red-Comb,\" said the donkey, \"you should come away with us. We are going to Bremen. You can find a much better life than death there.",
"You have a lovely voice. If we make music together, it will be wonderful. The rooster agreed to this plan, and all four friends went on their way. They could not reach the city in one day, so in the evening they came to a big forest. They wanted to sleep there for the night. The donkey and the dog lay down under a large tree. The cat and the rooster settled in the branches. But the rooster flew to the very top, where he felt safest. Before he went to sleep, he looked all around. He thought he saw a little light burning in the distance. So he called out to his friends that there must be a house not far away. The donkey said, \"If there is a house, we had better get up and go on. The shelter here is not very good.",
"The dog thought a few tasty bones would be good for him too. So they walked toward the bright light. Soon, the light shone bigger and brighter. They saw a house where robbers were having a party. The donkey, being the biggest, went to the window and looked inside.\n\n\"What do you see, my big horse?\" asked the rooster.\n\n\"What do I see?\" answered the donkey. \"I see a table full of yummy food and drink. The robbers are eating and having fun.\"\n\n\"That sounds like a great place for us,\" said the rooster.\n\n\"Yes, yes. Oh, if only we were there,\" said the donkey.\n\nThen the animals talked together about how they could get the robbers to leave. At last, they thought of a clever plan.",
"The donkey stood on his front legs at the window. The dog jumped up onto the donkey’s back. The cat climbed onto the dog, and the rooster flew to sit on the cat’s head. When they were all ready, they made a loud noise together. The donkey brayed loudly, the dog barked, the cat meowed, and the rooster crowed. Then they jumped through the window and broke the glass. The robbers were very scared by the loud noise. They thought a ghost had come in, so they ran away fast into the forest. The four friends sat down at the table. They were happy to eat the food that was left. They ate as if they had not eaten in a long time.",
"The musicians finished their song and put out the light. Then, they found a cozy place to sleep. The donkey lay down on some soft straw in the yard. The hound curled up behind the door. The cat curled up on the warm hearth. The big rooster sat high on a beam in the roof. They were very tired from their long walk, so they soon fell fast asleep.\n\nIt was late at night. The robbers looked out and saw that the light was out. The house was quiet. The captain said, \"We were silly to be so scared. I will go check the house myself.",
"The man went into the kitchen to light a candle. He saw the cat’s bright eyes and thought they were warm coals. He tried to light his match near them. But the cat did not understand. She got angry and scratched his face. The man was very scared. He ran to the back door, but the dog bit his leg. As he ran past the donkey, the donkey kicked him hard. The rooster crowed loudly from the beam. The man ran back to his captain and said, \"There is a scary witch in the house. She spat on me and scratched my face!",
"A man with a knife stood by the door and hurt my leg. A black monster in the yard hit me with a big stick. The judge on the roof shouted for me to come to him. I ran away as fast as I could. The robbers were never scared to come back again. But the four musicians were so happy there that they did not want to leave. And the mouth of the person who told this story is still warm."
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"child_friendly_text": "A man had a donkey who worked very hard for many years. He carried heavy sacks of corn to the mill. But the donkey was getting old and tired. His strength was going away. The man thought about how to save money, but the donkey knew it was time to go. He ran away and started walking down the road to Bremen. He thought, \"There, I can surely be a town musician.\" After walking for a while, he saw a big dog lying on the road. The dog was panting hard, as if he had run a long race. \"Why are you panting so much, you big fellow?\" asked the donkey. \"Oh,\" said the dog, \"I am old and getting weaker every day. My master wanted to hurt me, so I ran away. But now, how will I get my food?\n\nI have an idea,\" said the donkey. \"I am going to Bremen to be a town musician. Come with me and join our band. I will play the lute, and you can beat the big drum.\"\n\nThe hound agreed, and they walked on together. Soon, they saw a cat sitting by the path. She looked very sad, like it had been raining for three days.\n\n\"Hello, old friend,\" said the donkey. \"What is wrong?\"\n\n\"My neck is in danger,\" the cat said softly. \"I am getting old, and my teeth are worn down. I just want to sit by the fire and rest, but my mistress wanted to drown me. So, I ran away.\"\n\n\"But now, good advice is hard to find,\" she cried. \"Where can I go?\"\n\n\"Come with us to Bremen,\" said the donkey. \"You know how to sing at night. You can be a town musician with us.\n\nThe cat thought this was a good idea, so she went with them. Soon, the three friends came to a farmyard. A big rooster was sitting on the gate, crowing as loud as he could. \"You go right through a person!\" said the donkey. \"What is wrong?\" asked the rooster. \"I was telling everyone that the weather will be nice,\" said the rooster. \"Our lady is washing the baby's clothes today, and she wants them to dry in the sun. But guests are coming for Sunday, so the housewife is not kind. She told the cook she wants to make soup with me tomorrow. She also said I have to have my head cut off tonight. That is why I am crowing so loudly while I still can.\" \"Oh, Red-Comb,\" said the donkey, \"you should come away with us. We are going to Bremen. You can find a much better life than death there.\n\nYou have a lovely voice. If we make music together, it will be wonderful. The rooster agreed to this plan, and all four friends went on their way. They could not reach the city in one day, so in the evening they came to a big forest. They wanted to sleep there for the night. The donkey and the dog lay down under a large tree. The cat and the rooster settled in the branches. But the rooster flew to the very top, where he felt safest. Before he went to sleep, he looked all around. He thought he saw a little light burning in the distance. So he called out to his friends that there must be a house not far away. The donkey said, \"If there is a house, we had better get up and go on. The shelter here is not very good.\n\nThe dog thought a few tasty bones would be good for him too. So they walked toward the bright light. Soon, the light shone bigger and brighter. They saw a house where robbers were having a party. The donkey, being the biggest, went to the window and looked inside.\n\n\"What do you see, my big horse?\" asked the rooster.\n\n\"What do I see?\" answered the donkey. \"I see a table full of yummy food and drink. The robbers are eating and having fun.\"\n\n\"That sounds like a great place for us,\" said the rooster.\n\n\"Yes, yes. Oh, if only we were there,\" said the donkey.\n\nThen the animals talked together about how they could get the robbers to leave. At last, they thought of a clever plan.\n\nThe donkey stood on his front legs at the window. The dog jumped up onto the donkey’s back. The cat climbed onto the dog, and the rooster flew to sit on the cat’s head. When they were all ready, they made a loud noise together. The donkey brayed loudly, the dog barked, the cat meowed, and the rooster crowed. Then they jumped through the window and broke the glass. The robbers were very scared by the loud noise. They thought a ghost had come in, so they ran away fast into the forest. The four friends sat down at the table. They were happy to eat the food that was left. They ate as if they had not eaten in a long time.\n\nThe musicians finished their song and put out the light. Then, they found a cozy place to sleep. The donkey lay down on some soft straw in the yard. The hound curled up behind the door. The cat curled up on the warm hearth. The big rooster sat high on a beam in the roof. They were very tired from their long walk, so they soon fell fast asleep.\n\nIt was late at night. The robbers looked out and saw that the light was out. The house was quiet. The captain said, \"We were silly to be so scared. I will go check the house myself.\n\nThe man went into the kitchen to light a candle. He saw the cat’s bright eyes and thought they were warm coals. He tried to light his match near them. But the cat did not understand. She got angry and scratched his face. The man was very scared. He ran to the back door, but the dog bit his leg. As he ran past the donkey, the donkey kicked him hard. The rooster crowed loudly from the beam. The man ran back to his captain and said, \"There is a scary witch in the house. She spat on me and scratched my face!\n\nA man with a knife stood by the door and hurt my leg. A black monster in the yard hit me with a big stick. The judge on the roof shouted for me to come to him. I ran away as fast as I could. The robbers were never scared to come back again. But the four musicians were so happy there that they did not want to leave. And the mouth of the person who told this story is still warm.",
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"A man had a donkey who worked very hard for many years. He carried heavy sacks of corn to the mill. But the donkey was getting old and tired. His strength was going away. The man thought about how to save money, but the donkey knew it was time to go. He ran away and started walking down the road to Bremen. He thought, \"There, I can surely be a town musician.\" After walking for a while, he saw a big dog lying on the road. The dog was panting hard, as if he had run a long race. \"Why are you panting so much, you big fellow?\" asked the donkey. \"Oh,\" said the dog, \"I am old and getting weaker every day. My master wanted to hurt me, so I ran away. But now, how will I get my food?",
"I have an idea,\" said the donkey. \"I am going to Bremen to be a town musician. Come with me and join our band. I will play the lute, and you can beat the big drum.\"\n\nThe hound agreed, and they walked on together. Soon, they saw a cat sitting by the path. She looked very sad, like it had been raining for three days.\n\n\"Hello, old friend,\" said the donkey. \"What is wrong?\"\n\n\"My neck is in danger,\" the cat said softly. \"I am getting old, and my teeth are worn down. I just want to sit by the fire and rest, but my mistress wanted to drown me. So, I ran away.\"\n\n\"But now, good advice is hard to find,\" she cried. \"Where can I go?\"\n\n\"Come with us to Bremen,\" said the donkey. \"You know how to sing at night. You can be a town musician with us.",
"The cat thought this was a good idea, so she went with them. Soon, the three friends came to a farmyard. A big rooster was sitting on the gate, crowing as loud as he could. \"You go right through a person!\" said the donkey. \"What is wrong?\" asked the rooster. \"I was telling everyone that the weather will be nice,\" said the rooster. \"Our lady is washing the baby's clothes today, and she wants them to dry in the sun. But guests are coming for Sunday, so the housewife is not kind. She told the cook she wants to make soup with me tomorrow. She also said I have to have my head cut off tonight. That is why I am crowing so loudly while I still can.\" \"Oh, Red-Comb,\" said the donkey, \"you should come away with us. We are going to Bremen. You can find a much better life than death there.",
"You have a lovely voice. If we make music together, it will be wonderful. The rooster agreed to this plan, and all four friends went on their way. They could not reach the city in one day, so in the evening they came to a big forest. They wanted to sleep there for the night. The donkey and the dog lay down under a large tree. The cat and the rooster settled in the branches. But the rooster flew to the very top, where he felt safest. Before he went to sleep, he looked all around. He thought he saw a little light burning in the distance. So he called out to his friends that there must be a house not far away. The donkey said, \"If there is a house, we had better get up and go on. The shelter here is not very good.",
"The dog thought a few tasty bones would be good for him too. So they walked toward the bright light. Soon, the light shone bigger and brighter. They saw a house where robbers were having a party. The donkey, being the biggest, went to the window and looked inside.\n\n\"What do you see, my big horse?\" asked the rooster.\n\n\"What do I see?\" answered the donkey. \"I see a table full of yummy food and drink. The robbers are eating and having fun.\"\n\n\"That sounds like a great place for us,\" said the rooster.\n\n\"Yes, yes. Oh, if only we were there,\" said the donkey.\n\nThen the animals talked together about how they could get the robbers to leave. At last, they thought of a clever plan.",
"The donkey stood on his front legs at the window. The dog jumped up onto the donkey’s back. The cat climbed onto the dog, and the rooster flew to sit on the cat’s head. When they were all ready, they made a loud noise together. The donkey brayed loudly, the dog barked, the cat meowed, and the rooster crowed. Then they jumped through the window and broke the glass. The robbers were very scared by the loud noise. They thought a ghost had come in, so they ran away fast into the forest. The four friends sat down at the table. They were happy to eat the food that was left. They ate as if they had not eaten in a long time.",
"The musicians finished their song and put out the light. Then, they found a cozy place to sleep. The donkey lay down on some soft straw in the yard. The hound curled up behind the door. The cat curled up on the warm hearth. The big rooster sat high on a beam in the roof. They were very tired from their long walk, so they soon fell fast asleep.\n\nIt was late at night. The robbers looked out and saw that the light was out. The house was quiet. The captain said, \"We were silly to be so scared. I will go check the house myself.",
"The man went into the kitchen to light a candle. He saw the cat’s bright eyes and thought they were warm coals. He tried to light his match near them. But the cat did not understand. She got angry and scratched his face. The man was very scared. He ran to the back door, but the dog bit his leg. As he ran past the donkey, the donkey kicked him hard. The rooster crowed loudly from the beam. The man ran back to his captain and said, \"There is a scary witch in the house. She spat on me and scratched my face!",
"A man with a knife stood by the door and hurt my leg. A black monster in the yard hit me with a big stick. The judge on the roof shouted for me to come to him. I ran away as fast as I could. The robbers were never scared to come back again. But the four musicians were so happy there that they did not want to leave. And the mouth of the person who told this story is still warm."
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