The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1867-04-12
MistelIautuns.
A STORY OF THE NOSES.

AtDcwifz, in the neighlorhood Of Prague,
there once lived a rich and whimsical
old farmer who had beautiful
daughter. The students Of Pngne,
Of whom there were at that time
twenty-five hundred, often walked In the
direction of DEWITT, and moro than one Of
them offered to follow the plough in hopes
of becoming the son-in.law Of the father.
The first condition that the cunning peas
ant set on each new servant was this:
al engage you," he would say. "for a
year. that is, ill the cuckoo sings the re.
turn Of spring F; but il; from now till then.
you once say that you arc not satisfied. ]
will cut of the end Of your nose. ] give
you the same right over me-" he added,
laughing. And he did as he said. Prague
was full Of students with their noses glued
on, which did not prevent an ugly scar,
aud still less, bad jokes. To return from
the farm disfgurcd and ridiculed was well
calculated to cool the warmest passion.
A young man by tho name Of Corunda,
somewhat ungninly In manner, but cool,
adroit and cunning. which arc not bad aids
IN making one's fortune, took II in his head
to try the adventure. The farmer received
him with his usual good nature, and, tho
bargain made. sent him to the field to work.
At breakfast time the other servants were
called, hut good care was taken to forget
Cornnda. A. dinner it was the same. CO.
rnl,da gave himself no trouble about II.
He went TO the house, and while the farm.
er's wife was feeding the chickens, un-
hooked an enormous ham from the kitchen
raftcrs, took a hugo Loaf from tho cup
boari, went back to the field to dino and
take mp.
aAro ys satisfied ?" cried the farmer,
when he returned at night
"Perfectly, !" said Coranda ;"l have dincd
better than you have"
Al this instant the farmers wife came
running in, crying that her ham was gone.
Connda laughed and tho farmer turned
pale.
"Are you not satisfied ?" sskod Coranda.
"A ham Is only a ham," answered his
master. 'Such trine does not bother
me-" But after that hc took good care not
TO leave the student fasting.
Sunday came. The farmer and his wife
seated themselves in tho wagon to go to
church, saying to Corunda, "lt Is your bus
incss to cook the dinner. Cut up the
piece Of meat you SEQ yonder, with onions
cnrro,s, lccks and parsley, and l'oil them
all together in the great pot over tho kitch.
en- fire."
"Vcy we'll" answered Comnda.
There was little pct dog at the house,
by the name Of Parsley. Cornda killed
him, skinned him, cut him up with the
meat und vegetables, and put tho whole to
boil over tho kitchen fro. When the
farmers wife returned. she called her IN.
vori,e Ju, alas ,sho saw nothing but q
bloody skin hanging at the window.
.Wha, have you done p said she to Co
randa.
awhat you have ordered mo. mistress.
I have boiled tho meat, onions carrots, and
leeks, and Parsley In the bargain"
sWicke,l wretch I" cried the farmer,
chad you the heart to kin tho innoccn, liz.
tle creature that was tho joy Of tho
house - tta..
"Are you not satisfied? ?" said Connda,
taking his knife from his pocket.
VI did not say that" returned tho farm
er. "A dead dog - nothing bat . dead
dog" But be sighed.
, A Few days after, tho farmer and bis
wife won't to market Fearing their tem'