watch over him； and see that he is not led into any temptations。 Besides；
if Hans came here； he might ask me to let him have some flour on credit；
and that I could not do。 Flour is one thing； and friendship is another； and
they should not be confused。 Why； the words are spelt differently； and
mean quite different things。 Everybody can see that。'
〃'How well you talk'！ said the Miller's Wife； pouring herself out a large
glass of warm ale； 'really I feel quite drowsy。 It is just like being in
church。'
〃'Lots of people act well；' answered the Miller； 'but very few people
talk well； which shows that talking is much the more difficult thing of the
two； and much the finer thing also'； and he looked sternly across the table
at his little son； who felt so ashamed of himself that he hung his head
down； and grew quite scarlet； and began to cry into his tea。 However； he
was so young that you must excuse him。〃
〃Is that the end of the story？〃 asked the Water…rat。
〃Certainly not；〃 answered the Lin； 〃that is the beginning。〃
〃Then you are quite behind the age；〃 said the Water…rat。 〃Every good
story…teller nowadays starts with the end； and then goes on to the
beginning； and concludes with the middle。 That is the new method。 I
heard all about it the other day from a critic who was walking round the
pond with a young man。 He spoke of the matter at great length； and I am
sure he must have been right； for he had blue spectacles and a bald head；
and whenever the young man made any remark； he always answered
'Pooh！' But pray go on with your story。 I like the Miller immensely。 I
have all kinds of beautiful sentiments myself； so there is a great sympathy
between us。〃
〃Well；〃 said the Lin； hopping now on one leg and now on the other；
〃as soon as the winter was over； and the primroses began to open their pale
yellow stars； the Miller said to his wife that he would go down and see
little Hans。
〃'Why； what a good heart you have'！ cried his Wife； 'you are always
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thinking of others。 And mind you take the big basket with you for the
flowers。'
〃So the Miller tied the sails of the windmill together with a strong iron
chain； and went down the hill with the basket on his arm。
〃'Good morning； little Hans；' said the Miller。
〃'Good morning；' said Hans； leaning on his spade； and smiling from
ear to ear。
〃'And how have you been all the winter？' said the Miller。
〃'Well； really；' cried Hans； 'it is very good of you to ask； very good
indeed。 I am afraid I had rather a hard time of it； but now the spring has
e； and I am quite happy； and all my flowers are doing well。'
〃'We often talked of you during the winter； Hans；' said the Miller； 'and
wondered how you were getting on。'
〃'That was kind of you；' said Hans； 'I was half afraid you had forgotten
me。'
〃'Hans； I am surprised at you；' said the Miller； 'friendship never forgets。
That is the wonderful thing about it； but I am afraid you don't understand
the poetry of life。 How lovely your primroses are looking； by…the…bye〃！
〃'They are certainly very lovely；' said Hans； 'and it is a most lucky
thing for me that I have so many。 I am going to bring them into the
market and sell them to the Burgomaster's daughter； and buy back my
wheelbarrow with the money。'
〃'Buy back your wheelbarrow？ You don't mean to say you have sold
it？ What a very stupid thing to do'！
〃'Well； the fact is；' said Hans； 'that I was obliged to。 You see the
winter was a very bad time for me； and I really had no money at all to buy
bread with。 So I first sold the silver buttons off my Sunday coat； and
then I sold my silver chain； and then I sold my big pipe； and at last I sold
my wheelbarrow。 But I am going to buy them all back again now。'
〃'Hans；' said the Miller； 'I will give you my wheelbarrow。 It is not in
very good repair； indeed； one side is gone； and there is something wrong
with the wheel…spokes； but in spite of that I will give it to you。 I know it
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is very generous of me； and a great many people would think me
extremely foolish for parting with it； but I am not like the rest of the world。
I think that generosity is the essence of friendship； and； besides； I have got
a new wheelbarrow for myself。 Yes； you may set your mind at ease； I
will give you my wheelbarrow。'
〃'Well； really； that is generous of you；' said little Hans； and his funny
round face glowed all over with pleasure。 'I can easily put it in repair； as
I have a plank of wood in the house。'
〃'A plank of wood'！ said the Miller； 'why； that is just what I want for
the roof of my barn。 There is a very large hole in it； and the corn will all
get damp if I don't stop it up。 How lucky you mentioned it！ It is quite
remarkable how one good action always breeds another。 I have given
you my wheelbarrow； and now you are going to give me your plank。 Of
course； the wheelbarrow is worth far more than the plank； but true；
friendship never notices things like that。 Pray get it at once； and I will set
to work at my barn this very day。'
〃'Certainly；' cried little Hans； and he ran into the shed and dragged the
plank out。
〃'It is not a very big plank；' said the Miller； looking at it； 'and I am
afraid that after I have mended my barn…roof there won't be any left for
you to mend the wheelbarrow with； but； of course； that is not my fault。
And now； as I have given you my wheelbarrow； I am sure you would like
to give me some flowers in return。 Here is the basket； and mind you fill
it quite full。'
〃'Quite full？' said little Hans； rather sorrowfully； for it was really a
very big basket； and he knew that if he filled it he would have no flowers
left for the market and he was very anxious to get his silver buttons back。
〃'Well； really；' answered the Miller； 'as I have given you my
wheelbarrow； I don't think that it is much to ask you for a few flowers。 I
may be wrong； but I should have thought that friendship； true friendship；
selfishness of any kind。'
〃'My dear friend； my best friend；' cried little Hans； 'you are wele to
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all the flowers in my garden。 I would much sooner have your good
opinion than my silver buttons； any day'； and he ran and plucked all his
pretty primroses； and filled the Miller's basket。
〃'Good…bye； little Hans；' said the Miller； as he went up the hill with the
plank on his shoulder； and the big basket in his hand。
〃'Good…bye；' said little Hans； and he began to dig aerrily；
he was so pleased about the wheelbarrow。
〃The next day he was nailing up some honeysuckle against the porch；
when he heard the Miller's voice calling to him from the road。 So he
jumped off the ladder； and ran down the garden； and looked ov