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 Tom Tit Tot 
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WELL, COME THE evening a knocking came again to the window. She upped and she oped it, and there was the little old thing with five skeins of flax on his arm.
      "Here it be," says he, and he gave it to her.
      "Now, what's my name?" says he.
      "What, is that Bill?" says she.
      "Noo, that ain't," says he, and he twirled his tail.
      "Is that Ned?" says she.
      "Noo, that ain't," says he, and he twirled his tail.
      "Well, is that Mark?" says she.
      "Noo, that ain't," says he, and he twirled his tail harder, and away he flew.
      Well, when her husband came in, there were the five skeins ready for him. "I see I shan't have to kill you to-night, my dear," says he; "you'll have your food and your flax in the morning," says he, and away he goes.
      Well, every day the flax and the food were brought, and every day that there little black impet used to come mornings and evenings. And all the day the girl sat trying to think of names to say to it when it came at night. But she never hit on the right one. And as it got towards the end of the month, the impet began to look so maliceful, and that twirled that's tail faster and faster each time she gave a guess.
      At last it came to the last day but one. The impet came at night along with the five skeins, and that said,
      "What, ain't you got my name yet?"
      "Is that Nicodemus?" says she.
      "Noo, t'ain't," that says.
      "Is that Sammle?" says she.
      "Noo, t'ain't," that says.
      "A-well, is that Methusalem?" says she.
      "Noo, t'ain't that neither," that says.
      Then that looks at her with that's eyes like a coal o' fire, and that says: "Woman, there's only to-morrow night, and then you'll be mine!" And away it flew.
      Well, she felt that horrid. However, she heard the king coming along the passage. In he came, and when he sees the five skeins, he says, says he,
      "Well, my dear," says he, "I don't see but what you'll have your skeins ready to-morrow night as well, and as I reckon I shan't have to kill you, I'll have supper in here to-night." So they brought supper, and another stool for him, and down the two sat.
      Well, he hadn't eaten but a mouthful or so, when he stops and begins to laugh.
      "What is it?" says she.
      "A-why," says he, "I was out a-hunting to-day, and I got away to a place in the wood I'd never seen before And there was an old chalk- pit. And I heard a kind of a sort of a humming. So I got off my hobby, and I went right quiet to the pit, and I looked down. Well, what should there be but the funniest little black thing you ever set eyes on. And what was that doing, but that had a little spinning-wheel, and that was spinning wonderful fast, and twirling that's tail. And as that span that sang:
      "Nimmy nimmy not My name's Tom Tit Tot."
      Well, when the girl heard this, she felt as if she could have jumped out of her skin for joy, but she didn't say a word.
      Next day that there little thing looked so maliceful when he came for the flax. And when night came, she heard that knocking against the window panes. She oped the window, and that come right in on the ledge. That was grinning from ear to ear, and Oo! that's tail was twirling round so fast.
      "What's my name?" that says, as that gave her the skeins.
      "Is that Solomon?" she says, pretending to be afeard.
      "Noo, t'ain't," that says, and that came further into the room.
      "Well, is that Zebedee?" says she again.
      "Noo, t'ain't," says the impet. And then that laughed and twirled that's tail till you couldn't hardly see it.
      "Take time, woman," that says; "next guess, and you're mine." And that stretched out that's black hands at her.
      Well, she backed a step or two, and she looked at it, and then she laughed out, and says she, pointing her finger at it:
      Well, when that heard her, that gave an awful shriek and away that flew into the dark, and she never saw it any more.

      THE END.

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