Daily globe., 1879-04-27

Every day Hans and Grere1 went to the
forest to gather wood, and sometimes
when there had been q storm they
brought home great loads of branches,
so that there was already pile nearly as
high as the cottage.
'See what thing it is to have chill
dren," Mills would say as he looked at it.
II warrant me many man in Brunden
envies me my good luck.''
'That is nothing" Hans would say
proudly: "when am man thou shalt
have a house like the foresters, with
wood fit for the king to burn, and sit all
day and stir the fire till the sparks fly
out of the chimney"
"That will be famous" Mills would
answer. snake haste. Hans, and grow
well.'
One day in the forest Gretel could not
gather wood because her arm was lame,
so she brought her knitting and sat un-
der a tree, and read over az Jain the story
Of Grindenwaldt the giant. Hans gather
ed his bundle and laid it ready, and then
he said: o.
"stay you here, Gretel, and I will run
through the wood to Hanne Peterson, to
see if she has the cloth ready for nv
coat"
Gretel nodded, and Hans ran away
She could see him for long time down
the straight, broad road until he turned
aside among the trees, and then Gretel
was quite alone. A squirrel ran part
way down great tree and looked at her
and rushed back in great alarm. a
woodpecker scarlet cap on his head
hammered away at a worm eaten trunk,
and somewhere, up among the branches,
a strange bird cried, "O-le o-le''
''Now would be the time for the fairies
thought Gretel, and she folded her hands
upon her knitting and sat so quiet that a
little gray rabbit peeped out Of the bushes
and hoped slowly across the path. How
still the world was! She could only hear
now and then dry twig swapping, or a
great bee in velvet and gold 60 trumpet
ing along like kings huntsman. The
sunshine came straight through the leaves,
and made Gretel's eyes feel as if two soft,
warm fingers were pressing down the
lids. The woods we're IN quiver, all
green and gold, and further and further
off the strange birds sang, cole! ole!
o-le!n as if it called some one, but Grele]
| was asleep.
By and by Hans came running along
the path. He had been gone long time
and as he came he called, "Gretel
Gretel!"
Gretel sat up and rubbed her eyes
Her thoughts were like birds that bac
flown away on their own errands, but nov
they came slowly back and she began tc
remember. There was the pile Of wood
and yonder came Hans. Here was hel
handkerchief and her knitting, and thu
book in which she was reading, and her,
was-What was it lying on the bool
right over the picture of Grindenwaldt
Yellow leaves, do you think, that hat
f1uttered down from the tree9 All, nc
but handful of round, yellow gol'
pieces lawful money as ever wa
seen in R1unden. Gretel fairly screame'
with delight, yet dared not touch it.
''What is it," asked Hans, coming U
quite out of BREATH"
''The fairies," said Gretel, "they hav
brought the gold for Nils"
"It is good money!" said Hans, bitin
the pieces in his teeth; but he knew n
more than Gretel who had brought it.
"Let us sit down and wait" said Crete
lit might be they would come back"
'sNo," said Hans. site the money j
thy handkerchief. Gretel, and we will g
quickly home to Nils"
.. So they went, Hans with his great bur
die of wood, and Gretel with the none
held fast in the handkerchief. At th
Brunden road Hans stopped to rest.
'sSee,'' he said, e'there have been hors
men in the wood; here is where the
came out"
mo one came through the wood" sal
Gretel; but she, too, saw the tracks of tt
+ horses coming out upon the dusty roa'
"Feel the gold, Gretel," said Hans; 6
it still there2''
SIT is still here," said Gretel, pinchin
the money.
,, Then it is not fairy gold, or it wou]
!, have vanished when we came out of th
wood, said Hans, with a great deal
> satisfaction.
: When they showed the money to Nj
he was almost as much astonished
,, Gretel. He laid it on his palm and look
,, ed at it. and rubbed his grizzly chi
, But when Hans Spoke of the horses, /
said: !.
30, aye, the horses; well, I migl
have thought of that. 1t was the paste
and the young prince who went ridin
through the woods"
'No one came through the woods,
said Gretel.
ut might be, said Hans, 81 was
Hanne Petersen's, and ran, to bring ht
some water, to the spring in the holloy
and Gretel must have been asleep"
"Well, WE'LL" said Nils, tive will pa
the money in the blue jug, and tell nj
body of it. 1shall myself 60 to the pa
> tor"
. Gretel watched him put away the MOI
: ey. Every piece fell with loud selling
to the bottom of the Jug.
THAT is music" said Nils, laughin!
:; s'It is good money; it will bring bles
, ing to the house."
Before Gretel went to bed she climbe
up to look in the jug and to shake it. g,
+ is still there" she said.
When the children were asleep Nj
took the gold piece, and went away
. the pastor. The pastor smiled when f
saw him coming, and made him sit dow
. and tell the story.
!, 'sDo you think it is fairy money
E asked Nils, with funny twinkle in b
eye.
''No doubt" said the pastor. "If tt
) fairies ever bring gold they would b
sure to leave it in the lap of good chill
: who sat asleep under tree, with b.
knitting and her book; and that is VIII,