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If it were a pig now--like that fat gentleman you are driving

along at his ease--one could do something with it; it would at

any rate make sausages.' 'Well,' said the butcher, 'I don't like

to say no, when one is asked to do a kind, neighbourly thing. To

please you I will change, and give you my fine fat pig for the

cow.' 'Heaven reward you for your kindness and self-denial!' said

Hans, as he gave the butcher the cow; and taking the pig off the

wheel-barrow, drove it away, holding it by the string that was

tied to its leg.

So on he jogged, and all seemed now to go right with him: he had

met with some misfortunes, to be sure; but he was now well repaid

for all. How could it be otherwise with such a travelling

companion as he had at last got?