The heart of oak books (1906) (14730336836)

Identifier: heartofoakbooks03nort (find matches)
Title: The heart of oak books
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Norton, Charles Eliot, 1827-1908
Subjects: Nursery rhymes Fairy tales
Publisher: Boston, Mass. : D.C. Heath & Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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a side path;while Hans went on the way homewards free from care. As he came to the last village, he saw a scissors-grinder,with his wheel, working away, and singing. Hans stoodlooking for a while, and at last said, You must be welloff, master-grinder, you seem so happy at your work.Yes, said the other, mine is a golden trade; a goodgrinder never puts his hand in his pocket without findingmoney in it: - - but where did you get that beautifulgoose? I did not buy it, but changed a pig for it. And where did you get the pig ? I gave a cow forit. And the cow? I gave a horse for it, Andthe horse ? -I gave a piece of silver as big as my headfor that. And the silver ? Oh! I worked hard forthat seven long years. You have thriven well in theworld hitherto, said the grinder; now if you could findmoney in your pocket whenever you put your hand intoit, your fortune would be made. Very true: but howis that to be managed ? You must turn grinder likeme, said the other, you only want a grindstone; the
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HANS IN LUCK. THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR, LENOX ANDTILDEN FOUNDATIONS THE HEART OF OAK HOOKS. 73 rest will come of itself. Here is one that is a little theworse for wear: I would not ask more than the value ofyour goose for it; - - will you buy ? How can you asksuch a question ? replied Hans • 1 should be the hap-piest man in the world if I could have money whenever Iput my hand in my pocket; what could I want more ?theres the goose! Now, said the grinder, as he gavehim a rough stone that lay by his side, this is a mostcapital stone; do but manage it cleverly, and you canmake an old nail cut with it. Hans took the stone and went off with a light heart;his eyes sparkled for joy, and he said to himself, I musthave been born in a lucky hour ; everything that I wantor wish for comea.,£cun£ of.itself. Meantime he be^n id tfe1 ;tired, for he had been trav-elling ever since daybreak ; he was hungry, too, for hehad given away his last penny in his joy at getting thecow. At last he