The pudding moved and tossed about.
His mother was afraid.
She did not know what to think.
"There must be witches in it," she said.
She went to the window to throw the pudding out.
Just then a poor beggar was passing by the house.
"Here is a pudding you may have, if you like," said Tom's mother.
The beggar thanked her and put it into his basket.
He had not gone very far, when Tom got his head out of the pudding and
shouted in a shrill voice:
"Take me out! take me out!"
The poor beggar was so frightened that he dropped his basket, pudding
and all, and ran off as fast as he could.
Tom crawled out of the pudding, climbed out of the basket, and ran home.
His mother washed him and put him to bed.
TOM THUMB--III
Not long after this Tom's mother took him with her when she went to milk
the cow.
That he might not get lost, she tied him to a wisp of hay.
When Tom's mother was not looking, the cow took the wisp of hay into her
mouth.
She began to chew and chew.
Tom began to jump about and shout.
He frightened the cow so that she opened her great mouth and out Tom
jumped.
Then Tom's mother took him in her apron and ran with him to the house,
but he was not hurt in the least.
[Illustration]
One day Tom was in the field helping his father.
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