. Stories for the household . Tum-me-lum, tum-me-lum, tum-me-lum ! said the Fire-drum. Peter has gone clean out of his wits. I think there must be a fire inthe house. Next day the mother went to market. Shall I tell you news, Peter ? she asked when she came home. Acapital piece of news. Burgomasters Charlotte has engaged herself tothe state councillors son; the betrothal took place yesterday evening. Xo! cried Peter, and he sprang up from his chair. But his motherpersisted in saying Yes. She had heard it from the bakers wife,whose husband had it from the burgomasters own mouth. And Peter becam
. Stories for the household . Tum-me-lum, tum-me-lum, tum-me-lum ! said the Fire-drum. Peter has gone clean out of his wits. I think there must be a fire inthe house. Next day the mother went to market. Shall I tell you news, Peter ? she asked when she came home. Acapital piece of news. Burgomasters Charlotte has engaged herself tothe state councillors son; the betrothal took place yesterday evening. Xo! cried Peter, and he sprang up from his chair. But his motherpersisted in saying Yes. She had heard it from the bakers wife,whose husband had it from the burgomasters own mouth. And Peter became as pale as death, and sat down again. Good Heaven ! whats the matter with you ? asked his mother. Xothing, nothing; only leave me to myself, he answered, but thetears were running down his cheeks. The Golden Treasure. My sweet child, my golden treasure! cried the mother, and shewept; but the Fire-drum sang—not out loud, but inwardly, Charlottes gone! Charlottes gone! and now the song is DESPAIB. But the song was not done; there were many more verses in it, longverses, the most beautiful verses, the golden treasures of a life. She behaves like a mad woman, said the neighbours wife. Allthe world is to see the letters she gets from her golden treasure, and toread the words that are written in the papers about his he sends her money too, and thats very useful to her since she hasbeen a widow. He plays before emperors and kings, said the town musician. Inever had that fortune ; but he s my pupil, and he does not forget hisold master. And his mother said, His father dreamt that Peter came home from the war with a silvercross. He did not gain one in the war; but it is still more difficult togain one in this way. Now he has the cross of honour. If his fatherhad only lived to see it! He s grown famous ! said the Fire-drum ; and all his native townsaid the same thing, for the drummers sou, Peter with the red hair—Peter whom they had known as a little boy,
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