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简单英语故事短文：The Pardoner’s Tale

Some years ago, there was a group of young men who lived very badly. One Sunday they were sitting in a tavern instead of going to church. A man was killed by a thief called Death. The young men weren’t afraid and made a promise: if one of them was killed the other two will kill the murder.

One day they met an old and poor man who said to them that they could find Death under anoak. The three men ran down the crooked path towards the tree. When they found the oak he saw a huge pile of new gold coins. They immediately forgot all about Death.

The leader said that he must made a plan: they must take the gold away to his house as soon as possible. But they must take it away secretly at night. Therefore, one of the young men, went to the town to get bread and wine for them. When it was dark they carried the gold to one of their houses.

When the youngest had gone, the leader said to the other that he would kill him. The other agree. But the youngest was also thinking about the gold as he ran to the town. He would poison his two companions. He puts the poison in two bottles of wine, but not in the third and went back to the tree.

The story finishes with the youngest stabbed and the other two poisoned.

简单英语故事短文：Ones own sportsmen are always prettiest

A SPORTSMAN went out once into a wood to shoot, and met a snipe.

"Dear friend," said the snipe, "don't shoot my children?"

"How shall I know your children?" asked the sportsman; "what are they like?"

"Oh!" said the snipe, "mine are the prettiest children in all the wood."

"Very well," said the sportsman, "I won't shoot them; don't be afraid."

But for all that, when he came back, there he had a whole string of young snipes in his hand which he had shot.

"Oh! oh!" said the snipe, "why did you shoot my children after all?"

"What, these your children!" said the sportsman; "why, I shot the ugliest I could find!"

"Poor them!" said the snipe; "don't you know that each one thinks his own children are the prettiest in the world?" (1)

Be a good sport - it doesn't always help.

Dressing up elegantly can help.

简单英语故事短文：Bear and fox

What was the young's name? THE big bear and the clever fox had once bought a firkin of butter together; they were to have it at Christmas-tide, and hid it till then under a thick spruce bush.

After that they went a little way off and lay down on a sunny bank to sleep. So when they had lain a while the fox got up, shook himself, and bawled out "yes."

Then he ran off straight to the firkin and ate a good third part of it. But when he came back, and the bear asked him where he had been since he was so fat about the paunch, he said,

"Don't you believe then that I was bidden to a childbed feast."

"So, so," said the bear. "What was the young's name?"

"Just-begun," said the fox.

So they lay down to sleep again. In a little while up jumped the fox again, bawled out "yes," and ran off to the firkin.

This time, too, he ate a good lump. When he came back, and the bear asked him again where he had been, he said,

"Oh wasn't I bidden to a naming childbed party again, don't you think."

"And pray what was the young's name this time?" asked the bear.

"Half-eaten," said the fox.

The bear thought that a very queer name, but he hadn't wondered long over it before he began to yawn and gape, and fell asleep. Well, he hadn't lain long before the fox jumped up as he had done twice before, bawled out "yes," and ran off to the firkin, which this time he cleared right out. When he got back he had been bidden to childbed feast again, and when the bear wanted to know the young's name he answered,

"Licked-to-the-bottom."

After that they lay down again, and slept a long time; but then they were to go to the firkin to look at the butter, and when they found it eaten up, the bear threw the blame on the fox, and the fox on the bear; and each said the one had been at the firkin while the other slept.

"Well, well," said Reynard, "we'll soon find this out, which of us has eaten the butter. We'll just lay down in the sunshine, and he whose cheeks and chaps are greasiest when we wake, he is the thief."

Yes, that trial the big bear felt ready to stand; and as he knew in his heart he had never so much as tasted the butter.

Then Reynard stole off to the firkin for a morsel of butter, which stuck there in a crack. Then he crept back to the bear who now lay without a care, sleeping in the sun, and greased his chaps and cheeks with it. Then he, too, lay down to sleep as if nothing had happened.

So when they both woke, the sun had melted the butter, and the bear's whiskers were allgreasy; so it was the bear after all, and no one else, who had eaten the butter.