![]() "I should be the happiest man alive if I had that stick," he thought. Then he saw a man coming along the road with a stout stick. "I'm the happiest man alive!"īut as he trudged he grew very, very tired, and at last began to limp. Then he set off to find his wife, quite pleased with himself. Vinegar, delighted, and made the exchange. Vinegar, and he asked at once what the owner would take for them and the owner, seeing he was a simpleton, said, "As your hands seem frozen, sir, I will, as a favor, let you have them for your bagpipes." ![]() So he went up to the owner and said, "You seem, sir, to have a very good pair of gloves." And the man replied, "Truly, sir, my hands are as warm as toast this bitter November day." I believe I should be the happiest man alive if I had those gloves." ![]() Then he noticed a man who had on a pair of warm gloves, and he said to himself, "Music is impossible when one's fingers are frozen.
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