Continental Monthly - Volume 1 - Issue 3 by Various
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speak of the little kids. Come, let us put her into the stable."
'I didn't bring the she-goat with me, either,' said Gudbrand; 'I traded her again, for a ewe.' 'There! That's just like you,' exclaimed the wife, with evident satisfaction. 'It was for my sake that you did that. Am I young enough to scamper, over hill and dale, after a she-goat? No, indeed. But, a ewe will yield me her wool as well as her milk; so let us get her housed at once.' 'I didn't bring the ewe home, either,' stammered Gudbrand, once more, 'but swapped her for a goose.' 'What? a goose! oh! thanks, thanks a thousand times, with all my heart--for, after all, how could I have got along with the ewe? I have neither card nor comb, and spinning is a heavy job, at best. When you've spun, too, you have to cut and fit and sew. It's far easier to buy our clothes ready-made, as we've always done. But a goose--a fat one, too, no doubt--why, that's the very thing I want! I've need of down for our quilt, and my mouth has watered this many a day for a bit of roast goose. Put the bird in the poultry-coop.' 'Ah! I've not brought the goose, for I took a rooster in his stead.' 'Good husband!' said the wife, 'you're wiser than I would have been. A rooster! splendid!--why, a rooster's better than an eight-day clock. The rooster will crow every morning, at four, and tell us when it is time to pray to God and set about our work. What would we have done with a goose? I don't know how to cook one, and as for the quilt, Heaven be |
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