The Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1863-1886, 1867-01-03
From Laboulayes FAIRY Book a
THE STORY OF THE NOSES.

At DEWITT, in the ncighborhood OF
Prague, there once lived q rich and
whimsical old farmer who had o beau
tiful daughter. The students Of Prague,
of whom there were ut that time TWEEN
ty.fve thousand, often walked in the
direction OF DEWITT, and more than
one Of them offered TO follow the plough
in hopes of becoming the son-in.law
cf the farmer. The first condition that
the cunning peasant set on each new
servant was this: Il engage you," he
would say. "for year, that is, till the
cuckoo sings the return of spring; but
if, from now till then, you say once
that you are not satisfied, will cut off
the end of your nose | give you the
same right over me, he added laugh.
ling. And he did as be said. Prague
was full of students with the end Of
their nose glued on, which did not pre-
vent an ugly scar, and, still less, bad
jokes To return from the farm dis
figured and ridieuled was well cacula-
ted to cool the warmest passion.
A young man by the name Of Coran.
da, somewhat ungainly in manner,
but cool, adioit and cunning, which
are not bad aids in making ones for
tune, took it in his head to try the ad
venture. The farmer received him
with his usual good nature, and, the
bargain made, sent him to the field TO
work. At breakfast. time the other
servants were called, but good care was
taken to forget CoFanda. Al dinner
it was the same. Coranda gave him
self no trouble about it, He went 70
the house. aud, while the farmers wife
was feeding the chickens, unlocked
an enormous ham from the kitchen
rafters, took huge loaf from the cup.
board and went back to the fields to
dine and take nap
"Aro you satisfied" cried the farm
or, when he returned at night.
Perfectly satisfied" said Coranda;
Il have diLed better than you have. .
At that instant the farmers wife
came rushing in, crying that her ham
was gone. Coranda laughed and the
farmer turned pale.
"Are you not satisfied ?" asked Co.
randa.
"a ham is only ham," answered
his master. "Such a trifle does not
trouble me- But after that time he
took care not TO leave tho student fast
ing.
Sunday came. The farmer and his
wife seated themselves in the wagon
to 90 to church, saying to Coranda,
ut is your business to cook the din
ner. Cut up the piece of meat you see
yonder, with onions, carrots, lceks,
and parsley, and boil them all togeth-
er in the great pot over the kitchen
fire."
Every well, answered Coranda.
There was little pet dog at the
farm house by the name Of Parsley
Coranda killed him, skinned him, cut
him up with the meat and vegetables,
and put the whole to boil over the
kitchen fire. When the farmers wife
returned, she called her favorite; but,
alasl she saw nothing but bloody skin
hanging in the window.
What have you done9" said she to
Coranda. n
what you ordered mo, mistress. |
have boiled the meat, onions, carrots
and leeks, and parsley in the bar
gain"
"Wicked wretch p cried the farmer,
had you the heart to kill tho innocent
creature that was the joy of the houseY'
"Aro you no. satisfed?" said Corar-
da, taking his knife from his pocket.
81 did not say that" returned the
farmer. "a dead dog is nothing but a
dead dog" But he sighed.
A few days after, the farmer and his
wife went to market. Fearing their
terrible servant, they said to him,
''stay at home, and do exactly what you
see others do" aiguif in 7it
"Very well, said Coranda. W
There was an old shed in the yard,
the r0M Of which was falling 10 pieces.