tossed in their beds, thinking about the golden goose and longing to see it.

As soon as the first cock crew, up gets the oldest daughter.

'It is so hot I really can't sleep,' said she, and went on tip-toe to the stable, as quiet as pussy, for fear of waking Johnny.

In the moonlight the golden goose was shining like a star.

'I'll take one of the pretty feathers,' said the girl, and put out her hand to touch it But she could not pluck the feather and she could not pull her hand away!

When the second cock crew, up got the second daughter.

'It is far too hot to sleep,' said she, and she ran downstairs to her sister. But as soon as she had touched her she could not move a step from the place!

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Then the third cock crew, and up got the youngest daughter, and ran to the stable after her sisters.

'Take care! don't come here!' they cried, but she did not understand, and she thought—

'Why, if they are there, I can go too!'

But as soon as she touched her sisters, there she was, as fast as could be to the golden goose!

A quarter of an hour later Johnny wakened, and stretched himself, and shook some of the straw out of his hair, and then took his goose under his arm, and off he went, never noticing the girls, whom he had not left behind him.

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They tried to stop him, but Johnny thought they wanted to rob him of his goose, and he ran, and they ran, and they all ran as fast as their legs would carry them.

When they were out of the village, the girls were also out of breath, and they entreated Johnny to stop. So he said he would stop if they would show him the right road, and the sun was up by the time they reached the next village.

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UST at that very moment, who should come by who should come by but the Vicar of Condé, with his two Curates, the Churchwardens, the Beadle himself, the man that played the fiddle, the man that played the cornet, and all the wicked little choirboys.

They were all marching off to sing the Mass on St. Calixtus's day.

The Vicar at that time was a stout clergyman, as big as a barrel, but he was a very holy man, and very severe about good and modest behaviour.

Naturally, when he saw the landlord's daughters all strutting away behind our Johnny, he was Shocked!

'Are you not ashamed of yourselves,' he cried out, 'great lasses like you, to run about the country after a lad?'

So he plucked the youngest girl by the sleeve to stop her, but, behold! no sooner had he touched her than he could not leave hold, and he had to march after the golden goose!