The Story of the Three Billy Goats Gruff

After many hours walking along the road, they saw a wonderful sight.  It was a hill, covered in lush green grass and tasty green clover!

The goats' mouths watered.

They clippity-clopped faster along the road towards the hill.  Before it got to the hill, the road was stopped by a rushing river. 

Across the river was a little bridge.  The bridge was small, only big enough for one goat at a time.