Treading a dusty country road, a traveller ate an apple, and threw the core in a ditch. Years later, his great-grandson was treading the same road, on his way to the city, when he noticed an apple tree laden with fruit. He climbed into it, and ate some tasty apples.

The mischievous grandchildren picked from the garden a big bug, and when their grandmother was not attentive, they put it in the stewpot. At dinner, they refused to eat stew. Their grandmother ate plenty though, and she licked her lips and said ‘Mmmm... Yummy stew!’ thinking she would tempt them...

During his night shift, Easton the miner swallowed an emerald. He left the mines with it in his stomach. At home, he ate with appetite, and drank much. When his bowels began to rumble, he went to the privy. That day, cries of excruciating pain were heard in the village.