The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1869-07-23
Hans I'm E.uek.
PROM THE GERMAN OF THE BROTHERS
GRIMM.
~. 80 Now ,,,esns Picayune.

a.: 40 NV wages, His employer re-
r,;ad "you have honestly ana faithluiy
ararrnd mo as has been the service, so
ehar tbe recompense be-" and give him q
i,,non of cold ms big as his (Ians's) head.
Hons took from his pocket handkerchief
IN which he wrapped the gold, lifted 1t 10
bic sbonIder. and started for home. AS nc
tr,,aqed along he deserted man on horse.
back, who briskly trotted past him. !" An,
sa;d Hans. sswhat glorious thing tins rldlng
nm horseback is! One is thus so well seated
stnrnbles against no stone, spares hiS
shoes. and gets on The horseman hear
ing him. cried aloud: "Well, Hams,
Where YOU 20 so, a-foot ~ :" Alas ! must
carry home this lump 1t is indeed golo,
hut, in carving it, am unable to stahu
erect and it weighs heavy on my shoulder.
..I,,I tell YOU what" said the horseman'
g will ron exchange, taking my horse 1or
vonr hmm p" with all my heart" re,
n,;ed Hans, ssbut must say that you VIII
have hard work to get along with it" Ihe
horseman dismounted, took the gold, helped
Hans TO mount, and gave him the relns 10
hold fast, adding, eff you wish to go last
YOU must use your tongue and cry mop
Hans reioiced greatly, but thought he
ronId travel faster, and pronounced the
MAGICAL shop. hop The horse fell into
. smart trot. and before Hans was aware OF
his danger he was thrown into ditch when
senarated the highway from the adjoining
fields. His horse would have disappeared
had he not been caught by peasant VINO
came along driving COW. Hans plckea
himself up, was angry, and thus addressed
the peasant: "Riding is but poor sport
after all especially if one gets such nag
os this, that trots SO hard and throws one
off. thus endangering ones neck. posi-
lively will not mount again. would much
rather have your COW; with her one can
walk along at leisure, and get her mix
every day into the bargain. What would !
pot give to have such cow" NOW,
cold 3he peasant, "if it would be doing you
favor, I will give the cow for the horse.
Hans readily consented the peasant leapeN
upon the saddle and rode off.
Hans drove along the COW, rejecting on
his hanpy bargain. eff" soliloquized he,
II but have piece of bread land assu-
radly shall not want that, hOpe,) can, as
often ma please, use both butter and cheese
with it; if thirsty, can drink milk. Man,
what more couldst thou wish?" Reaching
ut length an inn, he halted and 1oy1ully
ate of everything; had dispatched dinner
and supper and poured out glass OF peer
TO nav for which his last copper was given.
Then drove he again the cow towards his
home. As the hour of noon approached
the heat was more and more oppressive,
ond Hans found himself on desolate heath,
where he was truly overpowered by the
SUMS RAYS, and where, owing to thirst, his
tongue literally adhered to the roof OF his
mouth. This can be remcdied, thought he;
will milk the COW, and the milk will re-
yiye me. He tied her to a withered tree,
and for q pan used his leather cap; but,
however much he exerted himself, not
drop of milk appeared. As he managed
rather awkwardly, so the impatient beast
at length kicked him on the head with such
force as to render him senseless.
Luckily, there came along just then
butcher who had pig, bound and lying IN
u wheelbarrow. "What sort Of tricks are
.hese?" cried he, helping up poor Hans at
the same time. The latter explained ms
mishap, and the butcher, rendering him Il
bottle of water, said : There, drink, and
recover yourself; your COW is not likely TO
give any milk she is old, and at best only
fit for pulling or killing Gay, ay,' ex-
claimed Hans, smoothing his hair, who
would have thought it 1t is a good thing
when one can slaughter such an animal at
home, and what quantity Of meat one gets
but I am not over fond OF cOw-meat; it Is
not lucy enough. Lucky were he who had
Il Young pig That has different taste, to
say nothing Of the sausages.' 9 Listen,
Hans" interposed the butcher, I" for your
sake I will give this pig for your cow"
"God reward you for your friendship ex-
claimed Hans, giving the COW and taking III
return the pig.
Hans travelled on, rejecting how all
things, 80 far, had happened as he wished;
for # he sometimes met with trouble, 1t
WAS always soon made smooth again. lie
was now met by one who carried under his
arm white goose. There was an inter
change of civilities, and Hans began to tell
him of his luck. On the other hand, the
stranger related how he was taking the
goose to a christening festival. just lit
It once and see how heavy it is" said he TO
Hans. "Whoeyer partakes of the roast
must wipe off the fat from both Sides
"Yes,n replied Hans, q she is pretty heavy,
but nv pig is no hog either Meanwhile
the stranger cast a suspicious glance
around and shook his head. "Then,"
said he, "there may be something wrong
about your pig. In the village through
which / have just passed there has one
been stolen from the sly OF the magls-
trate. fear you have it III your pos
session. 1t would be q sad business if you
were found out; the least punishment is
that YOU will be put into the black hole
Hams became alarmed" God help me in
NV need,n exclaimed he ; "you are better
informed in these parts than l; take my
pig there and leave me your goose" II
must undoubtedly run some risk, =" answered
the other, "but I will not be the cause OF
your getting into trouble" He seized the
rope and led away his prize through by
way; but our good Hans, exempt from care,
went on towards his home, having the goose
under his arm. "When | calmly reflect"
snid he to himself, Il have been the gamer
in this last transaction. Firstly, in the
Good roast, and then in the quantity of fat
which will drip from it, giving goose fat
and bread for three months and lastly, in
the fine white feathers with which l will
stuff nv pillow, and upon which will fall
asleep uncradled. What a joy for my mo-
ther! ="
As Hans passed through the last village,
before reaching home, there stood knife
grinder with his cart, singing Co.,.
II sharpen the scissors, while my wheel rapidly
whirls,
And hang my little cloak to suit the Winds
Hans stood still and looked on at length
he accosted the knife-grinder, and said
Matters must go pretty well, since You
are so merry eyes, was his reply,
1.-THE business has golden foundation. A
good knife-grinder is a man who, as often
as he puts his hands in his pockets, finds
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