![]() “These are no ordinary rats,” replied the mayor, “They cannot be exterminated by any trapper, much less a traveling performer.” “Fellows!” The stranger cried, “I have heard of your troubles and I believe that I have the solution.” In his hand was a delicate musical instrument. ![]() He was certainly not from Hamelin, as nobody recognized his sharp gaze nor his unusual manner of dress. One afternoon, as the mayor and city council discussed their woes, a strange fellow clad in colorful clothing came into the chamber. No trapper or exterminator seemed able to make a dent in the ever-growing rat horde. Indeed, one could not even sleep in peace for the rats squeaked and scurried incessantly all through the day and night.Desperate, the mayor of Hamelin began to worry that he would be unseated. Nobody could enjoy Hamelin’s cobblestone streets for the rats had overrun them. Before long, nobody could eat in peace, for the rats had already taken their share. Rats ruled the streets, chasing off even the village cats which failed to cull them. All throughout Hamelin, no sack of flour or wheel of cheese was safe from the rats’ unstoppable appetites. Once upon a time, in the town of Hamelin, a terrible infestation of rats plagued the townsfolk. This version of the story includes the basic details which tend to be consistent across most variations. ![]() ![]() The following is yet another brief retelling of the story for readers who need a refresher. As a result, this story one of the most familiar and beloved fairy tales around. The Pied Piper of Hamelin is a classic story which has been retold and adapted time and again. ![]()
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