The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-07-14

| QualnteQ IN this nelgnDOrnOOu tHdH
am; take my pig and let me have you
goose II shall have to risk some
thing, to be sure" the fellow answered
| but I will not be the cause Of your
coming to grief" He took. according
| ly, the hope in his hand and drove the
pig quickly away on side path; the
good Hans, however, relieved from anX'
ietv, went, with his goose under his arm
on his homeward way. when | con
slider the matter carefully" he said tc
| himself, II even have the best of the
bargain; first, the good roast and next
the quantities of fat that will come out
drop by drop, that will furnish sop fol-
our bread for three months; and final
! ly the beautiful white feathers, which
will stuff my pillow, and upon which
shall be sure to sleep well without being
rocked. How delighted my mother will
| be!''
When he had come through the last
village there stood a scissors-grnder
| with his cart. To the humming of his
wheel he sang:
Itch schleife die schere und drehe
geschwind,
Und hange mein mauteIchen mach dem
wind"
I sharpen the scissors and turn them
fast,
And hang my cloak to suit the wind.)
Hans stopped to watch him and final
ly said, ''You must be getting on well
over your grinding" Yes" answered
the scissors grinder, "the trade has a
golden foundation. A good grinder Is
one who is often as he puts his hand
into his pocket finds money therein
But where have you bought that beau
tiful goose? 2" IT have not bought it, !"
said Hans, "but exchanged my pig for
It," And the pig?" inquired the
grinder. THAT have obtained for my
cow" answered Hans. And the cow"
pursued the grinder II received her
for a horse'' said Hans. And the
borse?" queried the grinder. "Oh! that
was for my wages for seven years
said Hans. ION each occasion you have
helped Others" said the grinder; now
if you can only manage to hear the
money rattle in your pocket whenever
you stand up, you will have made your
fortune
How shall ] go about this?" said
Ildho ou lIluol pCColllS q S'iiiNSi
like me- said the scissors grinder
There is nothing really necessary ex-
cept grindstone: the rest will come of
its own accord. have one there that is
really only little damaged and for it
you shall not give me anything but
your goose. VIII you do this?' How
can you stop to ask?" said Hans
why, shall become the happiest NOR
tai on earth. I have money as often as
put my hand in my pocket; what need
shall / have then for carer" said he.
reaching out the goose to him and re-
ceiving the milestone in exchange.
NOW" said the grinder as he lifted
common heavy boulder that lay near
him, there you have yet another useful
stone, on which it is good striking.
Take it and preserve it properly"
Hans loaded himself with the stone
and went on with happy heart. His
eyes shone with pleasure. Il must have
been born under lucky stars he cried,
"all that I wish is fulfilled as If were
a Sunday-born child. In the mean
while as he had been walking since the
break of day. he began to be weary.
He was also tormented with hunger.
At last 1t was only with difficulty that
he could get on, and he was obliged to
etop each minute; at the same time the
stones pressed upon him and made him
miserable He could not rid himself Of
the thought how good it would be If he
We're not obliged to carry them at the
present time. AT snail's pace he came
crawling along to spring by the way
side, where he would rest, and, with a
cooling drink, refresh himself. In order
not to injure the stones In sitting down,
he laid them carefully near, upon t he
brink of the spring. Thereupon he
seated himself and bent down to drink
when he happened to hit them little
and both stones fell down plump in the
water. Hans, as he saw them sink in
the deep, sprang up for joy. and kneel-
ing, thanked God, with tears in his
eyes, that He had shown his mercy In
so good manner; and, without having
repruach, he had been liberated from
the heavy stones. This had been the
only thing left to trouble him. There
Is not human being under the sum-"
cried he, "as fortunate as I am With
a light heart and freed from all bur-
dens, he now ran on until he was at
home where his mother was.