Year: 1859

The Husband whs was - Mind she Hsuss.


Once ON . time there was man 90 sufly snd


cross, he never thought his wife did anything


Fightin the houss. So, one evening, in hay


making time, he came home, sooldins and


swearing, and showing his teeth and nsking .


q Dear love, don't be 20 angry; thers's .
good man, - aid his goody !; I" o-morrow let's


change our work. III 20 out With the mowers


and NOW, and you shall mind the house at


home.n gEa


Yes, the husband thouEht thatwoula dovsry


weli-hs was quits willing he said.


So, early next morning, his goody took Q


scythe over her neck, and went ont into the


hay field with the movers, and began TO NOW,


but the man was TO mind the house, and do the


work ct home. n -ef q -5l77 751 =


First of sll, e wanted TO churn the butter,
bat when - hsd ehurned whils,. hs rot
thiuty and vent dOwn g NE celiar "a - :
in the bung, and was putting the tap into the
cask, he heard overhead the pig come into the
kitchen. Then OF he ran up the cellar steps
with the tap In his hand ss fast as he could, to
look after the pig lest It should upset the
ehurn but when he got up, and saw the pig
had already knocked the churn over, and stood
there, routing and grunting amongst the cream
Wild With rage, that he quite forgot the ale
barrel, and ran at the pig as hard g he could
He caught it, Just as It run out of doors. and
gave 1t such . kick, that piggy lay for dead on
the spot. Then ell at once hs remembered he
had the tap in his hand but when he got down
to the cellar, every drop Of ale had run out Of
Then he vent into the dairy and found enough
cream left to ell the churn again, and 20 ke
began to churn, for but or they must have ut
dinner. When he had churned Bit. he re-


msmbsred that their milking COW was still shut
up In the byre, and hadn't had Q bit to eat or
drop to drink all the morning, though the sun
was high. Then all ut once he thought twas
too far to take her down to the meadow, 30 he'd
just get her on the house top-for the house,
you must know, was thstched with sods and 4
fine crop Of grass was growing there Now
their house lay close up against steep down,
and he thought if he had laid plank across 70
the thatch at the back, he'd easily get the COW
up. But still he couldn't lsave the churn, for
there was his little babe crawling about on the
floor, and "If I leave it,' he Thought, ssthe
child is sure to upset IL. So he took the
churn on his back, and went out with il; but
then he thought he'd better frst water the COW
before he turned her out on the thatch; % he


took up bucket to draw water out Of the well,
but as he stopped down at the wells brink ali


the cream ran out Of the churn over his shout


ders, and 90 down into the we'll. $50.


Now it was near dinner time, and he hadn't


even got the butter Jet; 90 he thought he d best


boil porrldge, and flled the pot with water.


and hung il over the ire. When he had done
that, he Thought the COW might perhaps fall of


the thatch and break her legs or her neck. So
he got up on the house to tie her up. One end
Of the rope he made fast to the cows neck. and
the other he slipped down the chimney and
tied round his own thigh; and he had to make
haste, for the water now began to boil in the
pot, and he had still to grind the oatmeal. So
he began to grind away; but while he was hard
at il. down fell the COW of the house ton After


all, and As she fell, she dragged the man M


the chimney BY the rope. There he stuck fast.
and as for the COW, she hung half way down
the wall, swinging between heaven and earth,
for she could neither get down nor up.


And now the goody had waited seven lengths
and seven breadths for her husband to come
and call her homo to dinner; but never call
they had. AT last, she thought she'd waited
long enough, and went home. But when She
got there and saw the COW hanging in such an
ugly place. she ran mp and cut the rope in two
with her scythe. But % she did this down
came her husband out Of the chimney; and 30.


when his old dame came inside the kitchen.
there she found him standing on his head In the
porridge pot.-Norse Tales.