of it, but now

    te happy, and all my flowers are

    doing well.

    quot;e often talked of you during ter, he Miller,

    and ing on.

    quot;t was kind of you, said hans; I was half afraid you had

    forgotten me.

    quot; you, said the Miller; friendship never

    forgets.  t is t it, but I am afraid you

    dont understand try of life.  how lovely your primroses are

    looking, by-t;!

    quot;tainly very lovely, said  is a most

    lucky t I o bring them

    into t and sell to ters daughter, and

    buy back my whe money.

    quot;Buy back your o say you have sold

    it?   a very stupid to do!

    quot;ell, t is, said  I o.  You see

    ter ime for me, and I really

    all to buy bread  sold ttons off my

    Sunday coat, and then I sold my

    big pipe, and at last I sold my o buy

    them all back again now.

    quot; is

    not in very good repair; indeed, one side is gone, and there is

    somet in spite of t I will

    give it to you.  I kno is very generous of me, and a great many

    people remely foolising , but I

    am not like t of t generosity is the

    essence of friends a new wheelbarrow

    for myself.  Yes, you may set your mind at ease, I will give you my

    wheelbarrow.

    quot;ell, really, t is generous of you, said little hans, and his

    funny round face glo

    it in repair, as I he house.

    quot;A plank of  is just

    for t, an