Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1876-06-21


he said. And helet him sleepsin one
of his barns. One the mill cats
found out that there was new warm
bed in the barn, and she came and lived
too, and kept away the mice. One
night, however, Mrs. Pussy disturbed
the Miller's rest. She was in and out
the window constantly and mewed hor-
rible into the bargain.
cit seems man can't even sleep in
peace" said the Miller. eff this hap
pens again, you'll go into the mill-race
to sing to the fishes"
The next night the cat was still on
the alert, and the following morning the
Miller tied q stone around her neck and
drowned her. n
ooh, spare the poor thing, there's a
good SOUL" said bystander.
II WON'T" said the Miller. s'I told
her what would happen"
But now the cat was away, the mice
could play: and they played hide and
seek over the Miller's night cap.
1t got to such pass that there was no
rest to be had.
ssI won't go to bed, I declare I wont. /"
said the Miller. So he sat up all night
in an armchair, and threw everything
he could lay his hands on at the cor
ners where he heard the mice scuff1ing,
till the place was topsy-turvy. Toward
morning he lit candle and dressed
himself. He was in a terrible humor;
and when he began to shave his hand
shook, and he cut himself. The
draughts made the flame Of the candl'
unsteady, too, and the shadow of the
Miller's nose (which was a large one)
fell in uncertain shapes upon his
cheeks, and interfered with the pro-
gress of the razor. 81 first he thought
be would wait till daylight. Then his
temper got the best of him.
81 WON'T" he said, 81 won't; why
should I?"
So he began again. Like many other
men, he held on by his nose to steady
his cheeks, and he gave it such a spite
Jul pinch that the tears came into his
eyes.
"Matters have come to pretty pass
when mans own nose is to stand IN
his light" said he.
BY the by q gust of wind came
through the window. Up hared the
candle, and the shadow of the miller's
nose danced half over his face, and the
razor gashed his chin. Transported
with fury, he struck before he could
think what he was doing. The razor
was very sharp, and the tip of the
miller's nose came off as clean as his
whiskers.
When daylight came and he saw
himself in the glass, he resolved to
leave the place.
81 won't stay here to be a laughing
stock" said he.
AS he truged out on to the highway,
with his bundle on his back, the baron
met him and pitied him. He dis
mounted from his horse, and leading
it up to the miller, said:
Friend, you are elderly to be going
far afoot. will lend you my mare to
take you to your destination. When
you get there, knot the reins, and
throw them on her shoulder, saying:
Home She will then return to me.
But mark one thing, she is not used to
whip or spur. Humor her, and she
will carry you well and safely.
The Miller mounted willingly enough,
and set forward. At first the mare was
little FESTIVE. The Miller hadpo spurs
on, but, in spite of the Baron's warn
ing, he kicked her with his heels. On
this, she danced till the Miller's hat and
bundle flew right and left, and he was
very near to following them.
"Ah, you vixen p he cried. You
think I'll humor you as the Baron does.
But I won't-no, you shall see that I
won't p And gripping his walking
stick firmly in his hand, he belabored
the Baron's mare as if it had been a
donkey.
On which she sent the Miller clean
over her head, and cantered back to the
castle; and wherever it was that hewent
to, he had to walk.
He never returned to his native vii
lage, and everybody was glad to be rid
of him. One must bear and forbear
with his neighbors, if he hopes to be
regretted when he departs.
But my grandmother says that long
after the mill had fallen into ruin, the
story was told as a warning to willful
children of the Miller who cut off his
nose to spite his own face.-Aas'a Jstdy's
Magazine. s
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