Ok listen to me There was once upon a time a poor widow who had an only son named Jack, and a cow named Milky-White. All they had to live on was the milk the cow gave every morning, which they carried to the market and sold - until one morning Milky-White gave no milk. “What shall we do, what shall we do?” said the widow, wringing her hands. “Cheer up mother, I’ll go and get work somewhere,” said Jack. “We’ve tried that before, and nobody would take you,” said his mother. “We must sell Milky-White and with the money, start a shop or something.” “Alright, mother,” said Jack. “It’s market day today, and I’ll soon sell Milky-White, and then we’ll see what we can do.” So he took the cow, and off he started. He hadn’t gone far when he met a funny looking old man, who said to him, “Good morning, Jack.” “Good morning to you,” said Jack, and wondered how he knew his name. “Well Jack, where are you off to?” Said the man. “I’m going to market to sell our cow there.” “Oh, you look the pro

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