The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1886-04-07
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"May God comfort you with
His consultations" said Hans, and
oave him his COW. The butcher un-
tied his porker and put the rope
into Hans hand.
Hans walked along thinking how
everything had proved according
to his desire. If hefell into misfor-
time. il was soon made right again.
AS he was going along he met
Young fellow with a white goose
under his arm. They saluted each
other with "guten moryen," and
Hans related to him the story OF
his luck. 81
"Just once lift my goose" said
the young fellow; "hold him by
the wings, its SO heavy because it
has been fed for eight weeks; I'm
bringing it to a child's christen-
ing"
ed it with his hand, "it has its
worth but SO also has my pig.
Then the young fellow looked
Hans in the eye and gravely shook
his head.
"Listen," said he, everything
is not altogether right with your
pig. In the village through which
/ have come, a pig has been stol-
en- from the pen of the chief mag
istrate; / fear greatly that it is the
one which you have in your hand.
People have been sent out to trace
up the thief and it would be no
GOOD bargain if they found You
with it; the least punishment
would be, that you would be thrust
into the dark hole"
Poor Hans was bewildered.
"Ah," said he, "assist me out OF
my distress; you know the ways
around about here, take my pig
and let me have your goose"
"It's a risky undertaking." an
swered the young fellow, "but
through devotion to you, Hans, l
shall do it. l shall not have the
blame, however, if any evil results
from the bargain.
The young fellow took hold OF
the rope and disappeared quickly
along a by-way with the pig; while
Hans went along, freed from his
anxiety, with his goose under his
arm.
"When l consider the matter in
its true light" he murmured, 81
have the best of the trade; first
there will be a good roast, then
the fat will furnish four months
butter, and finally the beautiful
white feathers, which my mother
can stuff into a pillow whereon one
can sleep dreamless sleep. What
a source of Joy to my motherP
As he came through the last vii
lage there stood a shear-grindeI
and his wheel; he turned the wheel
and sang out:
81 sharpen scissors, and turn very fast;
And hang my mantle out TO the blast"
Hans stood and stared at him
finally he turned to him and said
"You seem to be happy, you en-
Joy your work SO much"
eyes" answered the scissors.
grinder, "Handicraft has a golden
bottom. A good grinder is a mar
who finds gold in his pocket as
often as he puts his hand in. But
where did you buy your beautiful
goose?"
81 didn't buy it," answered Hans
"but traded a pig for it,
"And the pig?"
81 got that for a cow"
"And the cow?"
"For a horse"
"And the horse?"
"For that ] gave a lump OF golC
as big as my head"
"And the .gold2"
80, / got that as my wages TO,
seven years work"
"You have most assuredly prov
ed successful" said the grinder
"How would you like to brinl
it about, that whenever you stoo'
up you might hear gold piece
tinkle in your pocket, and thu
make your fortune?"
"How on earth could | brin
such a thing about?" said Hans.
"You must be a grinder like mi
All the capital you need is a whit
stone, and the rest you learn fc
Yourself. Now, / have one, to /
sure it is triAe worn, but l won
ask anything for it except 20,
goose; would you like to trader"
GLOW can you ask me such
question" answered Hans, IL
become the most fortunate man
earth. I'll have gold as often
l want it."
He gave over his goose and I
ceiyed the whet stone.
"Now," said the grinder, and
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