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THE STORY OF UNLUCKY DANIEL.

HERE was once upon a time a
youth called Unlucky Dan.
Wherever he went, and what-
ever he did, and with whomso-
ever he served, nothing came of
it: all his labour was like spilt
water, he got no good from it. One day he took
service with a new master. “Tl serve thee a
whole year,” said he, “for a piece of sown wheat-
land.” His master agreed, and he entered into
his service, and at the same time he sowed his
piece of wheat-land. His wheat shot up rapidly.
When his master’s wheat was in the stalk, his was
already in the ear, and when his master’s wheat
was in the ear, his own wheat was already ripe.
“Tl reap it to-morrow,” thought he. The same
night a cloud arose, the hail poured down, and
destroyed his wheat altogether. Daniel fell a-weep-