The San Francisco call., 1910-06-26

Beyond the Operentz sea, this side
the glass mountains, there was an in
fallen, outfallen stove without a bit Of
a wall. Where It was good II was bad.
where il was bad 1t was good. and yet
in It doughnuts were frying in IL pans.
Three gypsy lads took all the dough-
nuts and carried them away in their
shirts. Now more 1 can not invent. 1t
is best. perhaps. that / tell what l am
going to tell right away.
Once there was a poor woman who
had a son. He was set to tend pigs but
did not do it, and instead did mischief
wherever and whenever he could. The
poor mother tried all sorts of things,
but nothing would do, for he simply did
not mind anything he did not care, and,
to tell the truth. he was a miserable
rascal
Now, this good for nothing Of a pig
shepherd once heard that the king was
going to give his daughter to the one
who was able to hide himself so his
daughter could not find him. We'll
little pig shepherd" he said to himself
now get at it; much you can win with
little ability
Immediately he packed a knapsack
full of ashcake, threw his embroidered
SUR (the Hungarian peasant mantle)
over his shoulder and started on his
journey He walked and walked, wan
dered over stick and stone, over noun
tain and valley. through wood and
plain. until the ashcake grew less and
less, but the kings castle he could not
find Thus he wandered for a week.
Finally he had eaten up the last piece
of his ashcake and had seen nothing.
Thirst, too. tormented him badly. For
want of water his tongue was like
raw .doughnut What was to be done?
To perish miserably? Had he known
this he had never left home
In wandering on and on he at last
struck well; upon its edge two doves
were sitting.
Said the lad "Well, you two doves.
am going to eat you now. for am
almost dead of hunger.' Don't eat
u.s. little pig shepherd begged the lit
tie doves. Rather pull up pail of
water, for we are very thirsty For
your good deed expect good!"
that he really did not eat them. He
went to the well and with the pail
drew up the water. After he. too. had
refreshed himself with the good, cold
water he went on.
Well. now. thirsty he was no longer.
but his hunger was even worse than
it had been before he saw the doves.
In a desert somewhere in his wan
dering he met lame fox. Lame fox,
this and that ought to happen to me
If don't eat you," said the lad. The
lame fox begged and begged the little
pig shepherd not to eat him. He was
Just taking some food to his little
sons, and for your good deed expect.
good little pig shepherd, can yet be
of help to you. said the lame fox.
Although the eyes fell almost out of
his head from sheer hunger, yet the lad
did not do the fox any harm.
On and on logged and staggered the
little pig shepherd; over fields and
seeds and stubble fields his way led.
Now the last crumbs from his KNAPP
sack ne had scratched together and
eaten up. But what were they for
hungry boy? He tottered to the right,
he tottered to the left; he truly thought
he never could go on to his destination.
on the way he came to pond. He
looked around as though by chance
somebody might be there, but there
was nobody; so he went down to the
shore and saw little fish sprawling at
the edge Of the water Eagerly he
reached for II and took the little fish
into his hand
do not eat me, little pig shepherdr'
said the fish. II can reward your
kindness some time. For while the
Lad kent l0nkinR at the fish Hn,.r