"He worked there all day long, till sunset, and at sunset the
Miller came to see how he was getting on.

"'Have you mended the hole in the roof yet, little Hans?' cried the
Miller in a cheery voice.

"'It is quite mended,' answered little Hans, coming down the
ladder.

"'Ah'! said the Miller, 'there is no work so delightful as the work
one does for others.'

"'It is certainly a great privilege to hear you talk,' answered
little Hans, sitting down, and wiping his forehead, 'a very great
privilege. But I am afraid I shall never have such beautiful ideas
as you have.'

"'Oh! they will come to you,' said the Miller, 'but you must take
more pains. At present you have only the practice of friendship;
some day you will have the theory also.'

"'Do you really think I shall?' asked little Hans.

"'I have no doubt of it,' answered the Miller, 'but now that you
have mended the roof, you had better go home and rest, for I want
you to drive my sheep to the mountain to-morrow.'

"Poor little Hans was afraid to say anything to this, and early the
next morning the Miller brought his sheep round to the cottage, and
Hans started off with them to the mountain. It took him the whole