When he had gone a little way out to sea he took the mill on deck . `` Grind salt , and grind both quickly and well , '' said the skipper . So the mill began to grind salt , till it spouted out like water , and when the skipper had got the ship filled he wanted to stop the mill , but whichsoever way he turned it , and how much soever he tried , it went on grinding , and the heap of salt grew higher and higher , until at last the ship sank . There lies the mill at the bottom of the sea , and still , day by day , it grinds on ; and that is why the sea is salt . -LRB- 1 -RRB- -LRB- 1 -RRB- Asbjornsen and Moe . THE MASTER CAT ; OR , PUSS IN BOOTS There was a miller who left no more estate to the three sons he had than his mill , his ass , and his cat . The partition was soon made . Neither scrivener nor attorney was sent for . They would soon have eaten up all the poor patrimony . The eldest had the mill , the second the ass , and the youngest nothing but the cat . The poor young fellow was quite comfortless at having so poor a lot . `` My brothers , '' said he , `` may get their living handsomely enough by joining their stocks together ; but for my part , when I have eaten up my cat , and made me a muff of his skin , I must die of hunger . '' The Cat , who heard all this , but made as if he did not , said to him with a grave and serious air : `` Do not thus afflict yourself , my good master . You have nothing else to do but to give me a bag and get a pair of boots made for me that I may scamper through the dirt and the brambles , and you shall see that you have not so bad a portion in me as you imagine . '' The Cat 's master did not build very much upon what he said . He had often seen him play a great many cunning tricks to catch rats and mice , as when he used to hang by the heels , or hide himself in the meal , and make as if he were dead ; so that he did not altogether despair of his affording him some help in his miserable condition . When the Cat had what he asked for he booted himself very gallantly , and putting his bag about his neck , he held the strings of it in his two forepaws and went into a warren where was great abundance of rabbits . He put bran and sow-thistle into his bag , and stretching out at length , as if he had been dead , he waited for some young rabbits , not yet acquainted with the deceits of the world , to come and rummage his bag for what he had put into it . Scarce was he lain down but he had what he wanted . A rash and foolish young rabbit jumped into his bag , and Monsieur Puss , immediately drawing close the strings , took and killed him without pity .
Proud of his prey , he went with it XXXXX the palace and asked to speak with his majesty .
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