. Stories for little children . ly the great rocks on the mountain-sidestood unmoved midst the flood. The cloud looked at them in wonder, thenhe sighed: Ah me! Ah me!If Hof us only a rock might be! And the voice answered: Bethouarock! Straightway a rock he became. Proudly hestood. The sun could not burn him and therain could not move him. Now, at last, he said, no one is mightierthan I. But one day he was waked from his dreamsby a noise - - tap! tap! tap! — down at his looked and there was a stone-cutter drivinghis tool into the rock. Another blow and thegreat rock shivered; a block of
. Stories for little children . ly the great rocks on the mountain-sidestood unmoved midst the flood. The cloud looked at them in wonder, thenhe sighed: Ah me! Ah me!If Hof us only a rock might be! And the voice answered: Bethouarock! Straightway a rock he became. Proudly hestood. The sun could not burn him and therain could not move him. Now, at last, he said, no one is mightierthan I. But one day he was waked from his dreamsby a noise - - tap! tap! tap! — down at his looked and there was a stone-cutter drivinghis tool into the rock. Another blow and thegreat rock shivered; a block of stone brokeaway. That man is mightier than I! cried Hof us,and he sighed: STORIES FOR LITTLE CHILDREN Ah me! Ah me! If Hofus only the man might be! And the voice answered: Be thou thyself! And straightway Hofus was himself again- a poor stone-cutter, working all day uponthe mountain-side, and going home at night tohis little hut. But he was content and happy,and never again did he wish to be other thanHofus the
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