There was once a peasant and his wife, and they had one son, and he, though good, was a block head, and no good at all for working in the fields. " Husband mine," said the mother, " there is not much wit in our son, and he will eat us out of house and home; send him away, let him live by himself, and make his own way in the world." So they sent away their son; they gave him a most wretched little nag, a tumble-down hut in the wood, and a cock with five hens...