x THE: ROBBER: BRIDEGROOM!
HERE was once a miller who had a
beautiful daughter, and when she was
grown up he became anxious that she
should be well married and taken care
of; so he thought,
“Tf a decent sort of man comes
and asks her in marriage, I will give her
to him.”
Soon after a suitor came forward who
seemed very well to do, and as the miller knew nothing to
his disadvantage, he promised him his daughter. But the girl
did not seem to love him as a bride should love her bride¬
groom ; she had no confidence in him; as often as she saw
day he said to her,
‘You are to be my bride, and yet you have never-been to
see me.”
The girl answered,
" I do not know where your house Is."
Then he said,
‘ My house is a long way in the wood.”
She began to make excuses, and said she could not find
the way to it; but the bridegroom said,
" You must come and pay me a visit next Sunday; I have
already invited company, and I will strew ashes on the path
through the wood, so that you will be sure to find it.”
When Sunday came, and the girl set out on her way, she
felt very uneasy without knowing exactly why; and she filled
both pockets full of peas and lentils. ‘There were ashes strewed