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What the Old Man Does Is Always Right

I will tell you a story that was told me when I was a little boy. Every time I thought of this story, it seemed to me more and more charming; for it is with stories as it is with many peopleЧthey become better as they grow older.

I have no doubt that you have been in the country, and seen a very old farmhouse, with a thatched roof, and mosses and small plants growing wild upon it. There is a storkТs nest on the ridge of the gable, for we cannot do without the stork. The walls of the house are sloping, and the windows are low, and only one of the latter is made to open. The baking-oven sticks out of the wall like a great knob. An elder-tree hangs over the palings; and beneath its branches, at the foot of the paling, is a pool of water, in which a few ducks are disporting themselves. There is a yard-dog too, who barks at all corners. Just such a farmhouse as this stood in a country lane; and in it dwelt an old couple, a peasant and his wife. Small as their possessions were, they had one article they could not do without, and that was a horse, which contrived to live upon the grass which it found by the side of the high road. The old peasant rode into the town upon this horse, and his neighbors often borrowed it of him, and paid for the loan of it by rendering some service to the old couple. After a time they thought it would be as well to sell the horse, or exchange it for something which might be more useful to them. But what might this something be?

УYouТll know best, old man,Ф said the wife. УIt is fair-day to-day; so ride into town, and get rid of the horse for money, or make a good exchange; whichever you do will be right to me, so ride to the fair.Ф

And she fastened his neckerchief for him; for she could do that better than he could, and she could also tie it very prettily in a double bow. She also smoothed his hat round and round with the palm of her hand, and gave him a kiss. Then he rode away upon the horse that was to be sold or bartered for something else. Yes, the old man knew what he was about. The sun shone with great heat, and not a cloud was to be seen in the sky. The road was very dusty; for a number of people, all going to the fair, were driving, riding, or walking upon it. There was no shelter anywhere from the hot sunshine. Among the rest a man came trudging along, and driving a cow to the fair. The cow was as beautiful a creature as any cow could be.

УShe gives good milk, I am certain,Ф said the peasant to himself. УThat would be a very good exchange: the cow for the horse. Hallo there! you with the cow,Ф he said. УI tell you what; I dare say a horse is of more value than a cow; but I donТt care for that,Чa cow will be more useful to me; so, if you like, weТll exchange.Ф

УTo be sure I will,Ф said the man.

Accordingly the exchange was made; and as the matter was settled, the peasant might have turned back; for he had done the business he came to do. But, having made up his mind to go to the fair, he determined to do so, if only to have a look at it; so on he went to the town with his cow. Leading the animal, he strode on sturdily, and, after a short time, overtook a man who was driving a sheep. It was a good fat sheep, with a fine fleece on its back.

УI should like to have that fellow,Ф said the peasant to himself. УThere is plenty of grass for him by our palings, and in the winter we could keep him in the room with us. Perhaps it would be more profitable to have a sheep than a cow. Shall I exchange?Ф

The man with the sheep was quite ready, and the bargain was quickly made. And then our peasant continued his way on the high-road with his sheep. Soon after this, he overtook another man, who had come into the road from a field, and was carrying a large goose under his arm.

УWhat a heavy creature you have there!Ф said the peasant; Уit has plenty of feathers and plenty of fat, and would look well tied to a string, or paddling in the water at our place. That would be very useful to my old woman; she could make all sorts of profits out of it. How often she has said, СIf now we only had a goose!Т Now here is an opportunity, and, if possible, I will get it for her. Shall we exchange? I will give you my sheep for your goose, and thanks into the bargain.Ф

The other had not the least objection, and accordingly the exchange was made, and our peasant became possessor of the goose. By this time he had arrived very near the town. The crowd on the high road had been gradually increasing, and there was quite a rush of men and cattle. The cattle walked on the path and by the palings, and at the turnpike-gate they even walked into the toll-keeperТs potato-field, where one fowl was strutting about with a string tied to its leg, for fear it should take fright at the crowd, and run away and get lost. The tail-feathers of the fowl were very short, and it winked with both its eyes, and looked very cunning, as it said УCluck, cluck.Ф What were the thoughts of the fowl as it said this I cannot tell you; but directly our good man saw it, he thought, УWhy thatТs the finest fowl I ever saw in my life; itТs finer than our parsonТs brood hen, upon my word. I should like to have that fowl. Fowls can always pick up a few grains that lie about, and almost keep themselves. I think it would be a good exchange if I could get it for my goose. Shall we exchange?Ф he asked the toll-keeper.

УExchange,Ф repeated the man; Уwell, it would not be a bad thing.Ф

And so they made an exchange,Чthe toll-keeper at the turnpike-gate kept the goose, and the peasant carried off the fowl. Now he had really done a great deal of business on his way to the fair, and he was hot and tired. He wanted something to eat, and a glass of ale to refresh himself; so he turned his steps to an inn. He was just about to enter when the ostler came out, and they met at the door. The ostler was carrying a sack. УWhat have you in that sack?Ф asked the peasant.

УRotten apples,Ф answered the ostler; Уa whole sackful of them. They will do to feed the pigs with.Ф

УWhy that will be terrible waste,Ф he replied; УI should like to take them home to my old woman. Last year the old apple-tree by the grass-plot only bore one apple, and we kept it in the cupboard till it was quite withered and rotten. It was always property, my old woman said; and here she would see a great deal of propertyЧa whole sackful; I should like to show them to her.Ф

УWhat will you give me for the sackful?Ф asked the ostler.

УWhat will I give? Well, I will give you my fowl in exchange.Ф

So he gave up the fowl, and received the apples, which he carried into the inn parlor. He leaned the sack carefully against the stove, and then went to the table. But the stove was hot, and he had not thought of that. Many guests were presentЧhorse dealers, cattle drovers, and two Englishmen. The Englishmen were so rich that their pockets quite bulged out and seemed ready to burst; and they could bet too, as you shall hear. УHiss-s-s, hiss-s-s.Ф What could that be by the stove? The apples were beginning to roast. УWhat is that?Ф asked one.

УWhy, do you knowФЧsaid our peasant. And then he told them the whole story of the horse, which he had exchanged for a cow, and all the rest of it, down to the apples.

УWell, your old woman will give it you well when you get home,Ф said one of the Englishmen. УWonТt there be a noise?Ф

УWhat! Give me what?Ф said the peasant. УWhy, she will kiss me, and say, Сwhat the old man does is always right.ТФ

УLet us lay a wager on it,Ф said the Englishmen. УWeТll wager you a ton of coined gold, a hundred pounds to the hundred-weight.Ф

УNo; a bushel will be enough,Ф replied the peasant. УI can only set a bushel of apples against it, and IТll throw myself and my old woman into the bargain; that will pile up the measure, I fancy.Ф

УDone! taken!Ф and so the bet was made.

Then the landlordТs coach came to the door, and the two Englishmen and the peasant got in, and away they drove, and soon arrived and stopped at the peasantТs hut. УGood evening, old woman.Ф УGood evening, old man.Ф УIТve made the exchange.Ф

УAh, well, you understand what youТre about,Ф said the woman. Then she embraced him, and paid no attention to the strangers, nor did she notice the sack.

УI got a cow in exchange for the horse.Ф

УThank Heaven,Ф said she. УNow we shall have plenty of milk, and butter, and cheese on the table. That was a capital exchange.Ф

УYes, but I changed the cow for a sheep.Ф

УAh, better still!Ф cried the wife. УYou always think of everything; we have just enough pasture for a sheep. EweТs milk and cheese, woollen jackets and stockings! The cow could not give all these, and her hair only falls off. How you think of everything!Ф

УBut I changed away the sheep for a goose.Ф

УThen we shall have roast goose to eat this year. You dear old man, you are always thinking of something to please me. This is delightful. We can let the goose walk about with a string tied to her leg, so she will be fatter still before we roast her.Ф

УBut I gave away the goose for a fowl.Ф

УA fowl! Well, that was a good exchange,Ф replied the woman. УThe fowl will lay eggs and hatch them, and we shall have chickens; we shall soon have a poultry-yard. Oh, this is just what I was wishing for.Ф

УYes, but I exchanged the fowl for a sack of shrivelled apples.Ф

УWhat! I really must give you a kiss for that!Ф exclaimed the wife. УMy dear, good husband, now IТll tell you something. Do you know, almost as soon as you left me this morning, I began to think of what I could give you nice for supper this evening, and then I thought of fried eggs and bacon, with sweet herbs; I had eggs and bacon, but I wanted the herbs; so I went over to the schoolmasterТs: I knew they had plenty of herbs, but the schoolmistress is very mean, although she can smile so sweetly. I begged her to lend me a handful of herbs. СLend!Т she exclaimed, СI have nothing to lend; nothing at all grows in our garden, not even a shrivelled apple; I could not even lend you a shrivelled apple, my dear woman.Т But now I can lend her ten, or a whole sackful, which IТm very glad of; it makes me laugh to think about it;Ф and then she gave him a hearty kiss.

УWell, I like all this,Ф said both the Englishmen; Уalways going down the hill, and yet always merry; itТs worth the money to see it.Ф So they paid a hundred-weight of gold to the peasant, who, whatever he did, was not scolded but kissed.

Yes, it always pays best when the wife sees and maintains that her husband knows best, and whatever he does is right.

That is a story which I heard when I was a child; and now you have heard it too, and know that УWhat the old man does is always right.Ф


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