Stranica 145 [145]
- THE: GÁLLÁNT: TAILOR:
NE summer morning a little tailor was
sitting on his board near the window,
and working cheerfully with all his
might, when an old woman came down
the street crying,
“Good jelly to sell! good jelly to
sell !”
The cry sounded pleasant in the
little tailor’s ears, so he put his head
out of the window, and called out,
“Here, my good woman—come here, if you want a
customer.”
So the poor woman climbed the steps with her heavy
basket, and was obliged to unpack and display all her pots to
the tailor. He looked at every one of them, and lifting all
the lids, applied his nose to each, and said at last,
“The jelly seems pretty good ; you may weigh me out four
half ounces, or I don’t mind having a quarter of a pound.”
The woman, who had expected to find a good customer,
gave him what he asked for, but went off angry and grumbling.
“This jelly is the very thing for me,” cried the little
tailor ; "it will give me strength and cunning ;” and he took
down the bread from the cupboard, cut a whole round of the
loaf, and spread the jelly on it, laid it near him, and went on
stitching more gallantly than ever. All the while the scent of
the sweet jelly was spreading throughout the room, where
there were quantities of flies, who were attracted by it and
flew to partake.
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