The Waldorf family . leaning over his horses neck, and holding 58 out his purse, he continued : Take this, my goodwoman; I can do nothing except to relieve yourwants. God only can console you in your afflic-tion. The woman took the purse, with a thousandthanks, and as she pressed her withered lips to theyoung mans hand, she said : My good youth, since you have enriched menow for life, you will not certainly refuse to receivea gift from me in return. Within this walnut isa wasp with a diamond sting. Take it, and keepit against the time of need. Tonyk took the nut, and thanking the old wo-man, a
The Waldorf family . leaning over his horses neck, and holding 58 out his purse, he continued : Take this, my goodwoman; I can do nothing except to relieve yourwants. God only can console you in your afflic-tion. The woman took the purse, with a thousandthanks, and as she pressed her withered lips to theyoung mans hand, she said : My good youth, since you have enriched menow for life, you will not certainly refuse to receivea gift from me in return. Within this walnut isa wasp with a diamond sting. Take it, and keepit against the time of need. Tonyk took the nut, and thanking the old wo-man, as a gentleman should, went on his way. The travellers soon arrived on the borders of aforest, where they saw a half-naked child, digginginto the hollow trees, and moaning a melancholysong, that sounded more sad than a funeral he would pause in his work, and rubhis poor little frozen hands together, while the loudchattering of his teeth almost prevented them fromhearing the mournful words he was chantin. The cow has her stall, and the sheep has his fold,But for me theres no shelter. Im cold, oh ! Im cold. Tonyk was ready to cry at the sight of so muchsuffering at so tender an age, and he said to hisbrother : Oh, Mylio, is it not terrible to see how thatpoor child is suffering from this driving wind ! He must be very tender, then, answeredMylio: for my part, I dont find it so verycold. Because you are protected by a good friezejacket, and over that a cloth coat, and over thatagain your purple cloak ; but the boy is almostnaked. Oh, he is used to it: he is only a poor peasant. I cant bear to see him shiver, said , calling the little fellow to him, he asked whathe was doing in the woods. I am seeking for the beautiful dragon-flies,which sleep in the hollow trees, answered theboy.
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