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yard, and when he wants a piece, just steps down and
cots it oot of the walL Xow, there's the Little Bov
that lived bj himself I dare saj you
have heard of
him ;
he mines his own cheese, and we will step up
and see him. This way."
And striking into a side-cutting, the Chimney-Elf led
the way through a long winding ascent, and finally came
out upon the surface of the moon, close by a neat little
house with a wheel-barrow standing at the front door.
A pretty young woman sat at the window and smiled
at Rhoda, while a brisk-looking young man was just
coming from the back of the house with a hammer and
some nails in his hands.
"Hallo, Little Boy!" shouted the Chimney-Elf:
" Going to mend that wheel-barrow again
\ "
u Why, yes," replied the man, stopping and looking
thoughtfully at the wheel-barrow.
K But the old thing
never will stay mended since that first time. 7 '
"What time! Tell Bhoda about it," broke in the
Chimney-Elf. And the man, still looking thoughtfully
at the wheel-barrow, slowly said :
Why, it happened this way, Ehoda. When I was
young, I was quite small, so that they used to call me
Little Boy ;
and in fact, they do so now. But after
father and mother died, I lived here by myself and
kept house the best way I knew how. Fve got a
cheese-cellar out here, and I made my own bread and
When I had finished a meal, I'd just put
such things.
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