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One fine day, Tyndale's wife sent him to the market to buy sour milk and sour cream. Tyndale set off, but he didn’t take a jug with him. When he reached the market, he saw that the milk and sour cream were being poured directly into people’s hands. Without thinking twice, Tyndale took off his hat and said to himself:

“This is what I’ll use to carry it.”

Approaching the woman selling milk, he asked her:

“Pour the milk into my hat, woman.”

She poured the sour milk, and he paid her.

“Now, another problem. What will I use to carry the sour cream?” Tyndale thought and thought, then decided:

“I’ll just turn my hat inside out.” Delighted that he had found a solution, he flipped his hat over, not noticing that the milk had spilled out. He bought the sour cream and—clop, clop, clop—set off back home.

His wife was already waiting for him, and when she saw that he had only brought the sour cream, she asked:

“Where’s the milk, Tyndale?”

“Right here!” said Tyndale, and he began turning his hat back to its original side. The sour cream—splat!—fell straight onto the ground. That’s how Tyndale brought his purchases home—may he have no luck! Fairy girl