The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1868-07-24
Fairy Stories for Little Felix's.

Fairy Stories for Little Felix's.
Two brothers, named Herbert and
Martin, lived on the sesshore. They
we're both fishermen, but there the
likeness ended. Martin was surIy and
greedy; Herbert was generous and low
ing. e...
One day Herbert found a poor dog
that somebody had left for dead, and
seeing that it vss:still alive, brought it
hone and nursed it; spite Of bis brother
Martin, who never missed ebancs 70
kick and cuff the poor animal Herbert
took no notice of his brother, however,
and continued to pet the dog, until, IS
they happened one time to be passing
q rock, the dog began to leap and bark,
and in every way to try aud draw his
masters attention.
Herbert vent to the rock, but saw
nothing. The dog, however, continued
to bark, and finally scratched with his
paws in the sand, showing plainly that
Herbert was to dig also; and Herbert,
who had his shovel over his shoulder,
had no soOnsr dug away little Of the
sand than he saw a small pot fuR Of gold
pieces.
Instead of going to his nsta, Herbert
ran back at once and showed Martin
his pot of gold, telling him hoT the
dog had found It.
''Let me take the dog, then" said
Martin, surlily, 'and see what I can
get. There is no reason why you
should have all the good luck"
Willingly" answered Herbert
So Martin went out with the dog;
but the dog only srOtted quietly by his
side.
'Show me the gold," said Martin,
beating him. "Ifthere is one pot, there
should be two"
Atthat the dog scratched in the sand
as be bad done before, and Martin be-
gan to dig. He dug fast, and dug all
day, but he found nothing but stones.
$50! You play tricks do you r ea-
claimed Martin, very angry and raising
the shovel he killed the poor dog at 3
blow. Then be went home, and Her.
bert asked, "Whsrs is the dogI'
$50 and see, answered Martin, quite
surlily.
Herbert went out and found the dog
dead on the sand and being very sorry,
be began to dig him a grave. As soon
as the grave was done there spraDg up
a tall plant aud Herbert heard a voics
say;
"Tske me to the King and 1 viii
blossom in flowers of gold"
Herbert went back, carrying the
plant
'What weed have you there r asked
Martin; and no sooner had he heard
the story than he, too, determined to
have a plant that would bear fOWers
of gold; but going TO the sands he
could 6nd nothing of The grave aud
came back in a rage.
"Let US not quarrel about an herb"
said Herbert, always generous and
forgiVing; and picking of the larger
half of bis plant, he gave it to Martin.
cay" said Martin, ''yOu must let me
go first to the King. If he has your
flowers of gold, he viii rot care for
NINE"
"With all my heart answered Her
bert, who desired peace more that any
thing else,
Martin took his branch, and coming to
Court presented himself before the
King.
"YOur Majesty, he said, in a low and
confident voice, 81 have here . plant
that will blossom in flowers Of gold"
So saying, he shook it about his head,
but no flowers of gold came foFta ouly
as he shook it very hard, the leaves
tumbled of.
"Why, he is a madmamT' p said the
King; ''put him in the insane asylHml''
And the words we're not out Of his
mouth when the attendants siezed on
Martin and carried him of, spite Of his
screams and struggles.
Meanwhile, Herbert waited at home
till he grew tired, aud hearing nothing
of his brother, he set out on his travels,
and came to Court also, and presented
himself before the King.
"YOur majesty" he said, II have
here a a plant which 1 am told will
blossom before you in flowers Of gold"
Then the King aud all the cOurtiers
laughed, thinking that this was another
madman; but as Herbert waved the
branch, it blossomed out in thick clus-
ters of large golden flowers; and the
longer he waved the thicker grew the
clusters.
The King was delighted and aston
ished, and loaded Herbert with honOrs
and faEors; he also, at Herberfs re-
quest, released his brother; but Martin
was so angry and enyious at Herberts
good fortune, that 1 think he might as
well have stayed in prison.
Gov. Vance, on his way home from
tbo nor,oo.ot;,l N,,,.o,t.,s- II.