Now, one summer afternoon, she as she laughed as usual, what
did she see but a big black pot lying in the gutter by the roadside!
"OMG!" she exclaimed. If I had something to put on
it, it would be the same for me! But I do not have! Who will throw him in the
ditch now?
She looked around her, hoping the owner wasn't far away. But
no one saw her.
"Maybe there's a hole in it, that's why it's thrown
away. But it's better to put a flower on my window, so I'm taking it
home."
Saying so, she lifted the lid and looked inside it.
"Have mercy on me!" she screamed. "If it's not full of gold
nuggets, here's luck!"
It was also filled with large gold coins. Well, she at first
she was still, either on her head or on her heels. Then she began to say:
"Law! But I feel rich. I feel wonderfully rich!"
After saying this several times, she began to wonder how to
bring her treasure home. It was too heavy for her to carry, and she could think
of no better way than to tie it with the end of her shawl and drag it behind
her like a cart.
"It's getting dark soon," she told herself and
moved away from her. "So! The neighbors won't see what I've brought home,
and I'll spend the whole night wondering what I'm going to do! Maybe I'll buy a
big house and sit. By the fire with a cup of tea, like a queen, It doesn't
matter, I won't, or Maybe I'll bury it at the foot of the garden, and keep it
in the old china teapot on the mantelpiece, or... well, well, I feel like I
don't know myself ".
She was already quite tired from carrying so much load, and
she stopped to rest for a while and looked at her treasure.
here! Not a pot of gold at all! It was just a piece of
silver.
She looked at him, wiped her eyes, and looked at him again.
"Well, never have I!" she finally she said she.
"And I thought it was a pot of gold! I must have been dreaming, but this
is good luck! Silver is less of a problem - easy on the heart and not easy to
steal. They would have been the death of me. A big nugget of silver with
this-"
So she went back outside, planning what she was going to do,
feeling rich to the point of exhaustion, and she stopped again to rest and look
around her to see if her treasure was safe. She saw nothing but a large piece
of iron.
"Well, never have I!" she says again. "I
mistook it for silver! I must have been dreaming. But this is luck! It's really
easy. I can get a penny for scrap, and a penny is a bargain to me more than
your gold and silver. Why! I never they will rob me." But a penny is
useful and I sold that iron for a lot of money and became a real rich
man."
So she was full of plans on how to spend her pennies, and to
rest once more, she looked around her to see if her treasure was safe. This
time she saw nothing but a large rock.
"Well, never have I!" She burst out laughing.
"To think I mistook it for iron. I must have been dreaming. But here's
luck, and I needed a terrible stone to open the door. Alas! But it's a good
change! It's a good thing. Good luck."
Then they all rushed to see how to open the stone door, and
she went down the hill to her house. She unlocked the door and turned to untie
the shawl from the stone behind her. Yes! It was all one stone. It was too
light to see him lying there as peaceful as stone.
The old woman waited until she was out of sight, then smiled
back.
"all right!" She laughed, "What luck! The
luckiest body here. I'd like to see the phantom beast and get rid of it! My
God! I feel great, such greatness!"
So she went to her cabin and spent the night laughing at her
luck.
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