The Old Beggar-Woman
There was once an old woman, but you have
surely seen an old woman go a-begging before now. This woman begged likewise, and when she
got anything she said, may God reward you. The beggar-woman came to a door, and there by
the fire a friendly rogue of a boy was standing warming himself. The boy said kindly to
the poor old woman as she was standing shivering thus by the door, come, old mother, and
warm yourself. She came in, but stood too near the fire, so that her old rags began to
burn, and she was not aware of it. The boy stood and saw that, but he ought to have put
the flames out. Is it not true that he ought to have put them out. And if he had not any
water, then he should have wept all the water in his body out of his eyes, and that would
have supplied two pretty streams with which to extinguish them.
--The End-- |