. The pot of gold, and other stories . rd !They fairly danced and flourished their heels, old folksand all. They were so delighted to be able to move,and they wanted to be sure they could move. Therobbers tried to get away unseen with their silver milk-pans, but some of the people stopped them, and setthe pans safely inside the dairy. All the people, ex-cept the count, were so eager to get away, that theydid not stop to inquire into the cause of the troublethen. Afterward, when they did, they were too muchashamed to say anything about it. It was a good lesson to them ; they were not quiteso en
. The pot of gold, and other stories . rd !They fairly danced and flourished their heels, old folksand all. They were so delighted to be able to move,and they wanted to be sure they could move. Therobbers tried to get away unseen with their silver milk-pans, but some of the people stopped them, and setthe pans safely inside the dairy. All the people, ex-cept the count, were so eager to get away, that theydid not stop to inquire into the cause of the troublethen. Afterward, when they did, they were too muchashamed to say anything about it. It was a good lesson to them ; they were not quiteso envious after that. Always, on entering any cot-tage, they would glance at the door, to see if, per-chance, there might be a sprig of dill over it. And ifthere was not, they were reminded to put away anyenvious feeling they might have toward the inmatesout of their hearts. As for the count, he had not been so much alarmed 150 DILL. as the others, since lie had been to the wars and wasbraver. Moreover, he felt that his dignity as a noble. DAME ELIZABETH STARED WITH ASIONISHMENX. had been insulted. So he at once dismounted andfastened his horse to the gate, and strode up to the DILL. 151 door with his sword clanking and the plumes on hishat nodding. What, he begun : then he stopped short. Hehad recognized his daughter in Dame recognized him at the same moment. O, mydear daughter ! said he. O, my dear father ! said she. And this is my little grandchild ? said the count;and he took Nan upon his knee, and covered her withcaresses. Then the story of the dill and the verse was ,-said the count, I truly was envious of you,Clementina, when I saw Nan. After a little, he looked at his daughter sorrowfully. I should dearly love to take you up to the castle withme, Clementina, said he, and let you live therealways, and make you and the little child my how can I ? You are disinherited, you I dont see any way, assented Dame Clementina,sadly. Dame Elizabet
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