Dick Whittington
by Margaret Nash
Long, long ago, there lived a poor boy called Dick Whittington. People told Dick that the streets of London were paved with gold. He set off to seek his fortune there.
But when Dick reached London, the streets were dirty. Dick was tired and hungry. He fell asleep outside a rich merchant's house. The next day, the merchant and his daughter, Alice, found Dick. "You poor boy!" said the merchant. "You can live here and work in my kitchen if you want," he said to Dick.
Dick worked hard for the merchant, even though the cook kept telling him off. There were rats in his bedroom, too. Dick bought a cat to get rid of them.
One day, the merchant began loading his ship with goods to sell in far-off lands. "They will make my fortune," he told his servants. "I will sell things for you, too, if you wish." Everyone gave something to sell. Dick only had his cat so, sadly, he gave her. "Don't worry. She'll be all right," said Alice. She and Dick became good friends.
No matter how hard Dick worked, the cook still told him off. She beat him too. Dick was so unhappy that one day, he ran away. Dick walked to the edge of London. When he sat down, he heard church bells ringing loudly. "Turn again, Whittington, Lord Mayor of London. Turn again, Whittington!" they seemed to say. Dick stood up. He turned. Then he hurried back to the house.
The merchant was back home. He greeted Dick happily and gave him a big bag of gold. "This is all yours, Dick!" he said. "The King of Barbary paid highly for your cat to get rid of the rats in his palace." Dick gasped with joy. He had made his fortune! "Well done!" said Alice. "You deserve it!" Later on, Dick married Alice. He also became the Lord Mayor of London, just as the bells said he would!
Glossary:
Merchant - Salesperson