"Why are you sad?" asked Merlin.
"You seem to have a good farm, a pleasant cottage, and many things to make you happy."
"Ah!" said the woman, "we are unhappy because we have no child.
I should be the happiest woman in the world if I had a son.
Why, even if he were no bigger than my husband's thumb, we should love him dearly."
"That would be indeed a very strange kind of child," said Merlin, "but I hope you may have your wish."
Now Merlin was on his way to call on the queen of the fairies. When he came to her castle the next day, he told the fairy queen the wish of the farmer's wife. The queen of the fairies said, "The good woman shall have her wish. I will give her a son no larger than her husband's thumb."
Soon after this the good farmer's wife had a son. He was, indeed, just the size of his father's thumb.
People came from far and wide to see the tiny boy.
One day the fairy queen and some other fairies came to see him. The queen kissed the little boy and named him Tom Thumb.

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