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           Acertainmanhadadonkey, whichhadcarriedthecorn-sackstothemillformanyalongyear;buthisstrengthwasgoing,andhewasgrowingmoreandmoreunfitforthework. Thenhismasterbegantoconsiderhowhemightbestsavehiskeep; butthedonkey,seeingthatnogoodwindwasblowing,ranawayandsetoutontheroadtoBremen. "There,"hethought,"Icansurelybetown-musician." Whenhehadwalkedsomedistance,hefoundahoundlyingontheroad,gaspinglikeonewhohadruntillhewastired. "Whatareyougaspingfor,youbigfellow?"askedthedonkey. 

           "Ah,"repliedthehound,"Iamold,anddailygrowweaker,andnolongercanhunt,mymasterwantedtobanishme,soItooktoflight; butnowhowamItoearnmybread?" 

           "Itellyouwhat,"saidthedonkey, "IamgoingtoBremen,andshallbetown-musicianthere; gowithmeandengageyourselfalsoasamusician. Iwillplaythelute,andyoushallbeatthedrum." 

           Thehoundagreed,andontheywent. 

           Beforelongtheycametoacat,sittingonthepath,withafacelikethreerainydays! "Nowthen,oldshaver,whathasgoneaskewwithyou?"askedthedonkey. 

           "Whocanbemerrywhenhisneckisindanger?"answeredthecat. "BecauseIamnowgettingold,andmyteethareworntostumps,andIprefertositbythefireandspin,ratherthanhuntaboutaftermice, mymistresswantedtobanishme,soIranaway. Butnowgoodadviceisscarce.WhereamItogo?" 

           "GowithustoBremen. Youunderstandnight-music,youcanbeatown-musician."