

'You cannot climb - ' 'I am too tired to climb' said the boy. ' You cannot swing on them - ' 'I am too old to swing on branches,' said the boy. 'I am sorry, Boy,' said the tree,' but I have nothing left to give you - My apples are gone.' 'My teeth are too weak for apples,' said the boy.

And after a long time the boy came back again. and be happy.' And so the boy cut down her trunk and made a boat and sailed away. Can you give me a boat?' 'Cut down my trunk and make a boat,' said the tree. 'I want a boat that will take me far away from here. 'Come, Boy,' she whispered, 'come and play.' 'I am too old and sad to play,' said the boy. And when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak. Then you will be happy.' And so the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build his house. 'The forest is my house, but you may cut off my branches and build a house. Can you give me a house ?' ' I have no house,' said the tree. 'I want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house. 'I want a house to keep me warm,' he said. And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy and she said, 'Come, Boy, climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and be happy.' 'I am too busy to climb trees,' said the boy. Then you will have money and you will be happy.' And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city. I want some money?' 'I'm sorry,' said the tree, 'but I have no money. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said, 'Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy.' 'I am too big to climb and play' said the boy. And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade.

He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest.
