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Then it is not I,' and went to another door; but when the people

heard the jingling of the bells they would not open it, and she

could get in nowhere. Then she ran out of the village, and no one

has seen her since.

THE MISER IN THE BUSH

A farmer had a faithful and diligent servant, who had worked hard

for him three years, without having been paid any wages. At last

it came into the man's head that he would not go on thus without

pay any longer; so he went to his master, and said, 'I have

worked hard for you a long time, I will trust to you to give me

what I deserve to have for my trouble.' The farmer was a sad

miser, and knew that his man was very simple-hearted; so he took

out threepence, and gave him for every year's service a penny.

The poor fellow thought it was a great deal of money to have, and

said to himself, 'Why should I work hard, and live here on bad

fare any longer? I can now travel into the wide world, and make

myself merry.' With that he put his money into his purse, and set

out, roaming over hill and valley.