{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/ptn/ptn35.htm","path":"neu/ptn/ptn35.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/ptn/ptn35.htm","text":"Popular Tales from the Norse, by George Webbe Dasent, [1904]\nA sportsman went out once into a wood to shoot, and he met a Snipe.\n\"Dear friend,\" said the Snipe, \"don't shoot my children?\"\n\"How shall I know your children?\" asked the Sports-man; \"what are they like?\"\n\"Oh!\" said the Snipe, \"mine are the prettiest children in all the wood.\"\n\"Very well,\" said the Sportsman, \"I'll not shoot them; don't be afraid.\"\nBut for all that, when he came back, there he had a whole string of young snipes in his hand which he had shot.\n\"Oh! oh!\" said the Snipe, \"why did you shoot my children after all?\"\n\"What, these your children!\" said the Sportsman; \"why, I shot the ugliest I could find, that I did!\"\n\"Woe is me!\" said the Snipe; \"don't you know that each one thinks his own children the prettiest in the world?\"","title":"Popular Tales from the Norse: Popular Tales from the Norse: One's Own Children Are Always Prettiest","type":"page"}