Eh my! but it's a change for the better! It's a fine thing to have good luck." But here's luck indeed, and me wanting a stone terrible bad to stick open the gate.
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"Well! I never!" she cried, full of smiles. And this time she saw nothing but a big stone.
So on she trotted full of plans as to how she would spend her penny pieces, till once more she stopped to rest and looked round to see her treasure was safe. But a penny piece comes in useful, and I shall sell that iron for a lot and be real rich-rolling rich." Why! I should never have slept a wink for fear of being robbed. I can get penny pieces for old iron, and penny pieces are a deal handier for me than your gold and silver. "And I mistaking it for silver! I must have been dreaming.
So she went off again planning what she would do, and feeling as rich as rich, until becoming a bit tired again she stopped to rest and gave a look round to see if her treasure was safe and she saw nothing but a great lump of iron! Them gold pieces would have been the death o' me, and with this great lump of silver-" But this is luck! Silver is far less trouble-easier to mind, and not so easy stolen.
"And me thinking it was a pot of gold! I must have been dreaming. She stared at it, and rubbed her eyes, and stared at it again. Or maybe-Goody! Goody! I feel that grand I don't know myself."īy this time she was a bit tired of dragging such a heavy weight, and, stopping to rest a while, turned to look at her treasure.Īnd lo! it wasn't a pot of gold at all! It was nothing but a lump of silver. Or maybe I'll bury it at the garden foot and just keep a bit in the old china teapot on the chimney-piece. "So much the better! The neighbours will not see what I'm bringing home, and I shall have all the night to myself, and be able to think what I'll do! Mayhap I'll buy a grand house and just sit by the fire with a cup o' tea and do no work at all like a queen. "It will soon be dark," she said to herself as she trotted along. It was too heavy for her to carry, and she could see no better way than to tie the end of her shawl to it and drag it behind her like a go-cart. I feel awful rich!"Īfter she had said this many times, she began to wonder how she was to get her treasure home. Well, at first she simply stood stock-still, wondering if she was standing on her head or her heels. Here's luck!"Īnd so it was, brimful of great gold coins. But it would do fine to put a flower in for my window so I'll just take it home with me."Īnd with that she lifted the lid and looked inside. "Maybe there is a hole in it," she went on, "and that's why it has been cast away. "Goodness me!" she cried, "that would be just the very thing for me if I only had something to put in it! But I haven't! Now who could have left it in the ditch?"Īnd she looked about her expecting the owner would not be far off but she could see nobody. Now one summer evening, as she was trotting, full of smiles as ever, along the high road to her hovel, what should she see but a big black pot lying in the ditch! So she made shift to get on, and always looked as spry and cheery as if she had not a want in the world. She lived in a little bit of a cottage and earned a scant living by running errands for her neighbours, getting a bite here, a sup there, as reward for her services. There was once a woman who was very, very cheerful, though she had little to make her so for she was old, and poor, and lonely.
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