. Stories for the household . nd, and when I get back and am tired,and rest in the wood, then I hear the Nightingale sing. And then thewater comes into my eyes, and it is just as if my mother kissed me ! Little kitchen girl, said the cavalier, I will get you a place in thekitchen, with permission to see the Emperor dine, if you will lead us tothe Nightingale, for it is announced for this evening. So they all went out into the wood where the Nightingale was accus-tomed to sing; half the court went forth. When they were in the midstof their cow began to low. Oh ! cried the court pages,
. Stories for the household . nd, and when I get back and am tired,and rest in the wood, then I hear the Nightingale sing. And then thewater comes into my eyes, and it is just as if my mother kissed me ! Little kitchen girl, said the cavalier, I will get you a place in thekitchen, with permission to see the Emperor dine, if you will lead us tothe Nightingale, for it is announced for this evening. So they all went out into the wood where the Nightingale was accus-tomed to sing; half the court went forth. When they were in the midstof their cow began to low. Oh ! cried the court pages, now we have it! That shows awonderful power in so small a creature! I have certainly heard itbefore. No, those are cows lowing ! said the little kitchen girl. We area long way from the place yet. Now the froga began to croak in the marsh. Glorious ! said the Chinese court preacher. Now I hear it—itsounds just like little church bells. No, those are frogs ! said the little kitchenrnaid. But now Ithink we shall soon hear THE COUETIEBS FIND THE NIGHTINGALE. And then the Nightingale began to sing. That is it! exclaimed the little girl. Listen, listen! and yonderit sits. And she pointed to a little grey bird up in the boughs. Is it possible ? cried the cavalier. I should never have thoughtit looked like that! How simple it looks! It must certainly have lostits colour at seeing such grand people around. Little Nightingale! called the little kitchenmaid, quite loudly, our gracious Emperor wishes you to sing before him. With the greatest pleasure ! replied the Nightingale, and began tosing most delightfully. It sounds just like glass bells ! said the cavalier. And look at itslittle throat, how its working! Its wonderful that we should neverhave heard it before. That bird will be a great success at court. Shall I sing once more before the Emperor ? asked the Nightingale,for it thought the Emperor was present. 344 Stories for the Household. My excellent little Nightingale, said t
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