Page 557 - Child's own book
P. 557

her how he  had  tom  his wing  on  a  bramble  bush,  and  had
                          therefore not been able to fly as fast as the other swallows, who
                          had flown  far  away to warmer  lands;  so at last he fell to the
                          ground, but could  not recollect what  happened afterwards* nor
                          how he came there.
                             The  swallow remained below during  the whole winter,  and
                          Maja  nursed  him  carefully,  and was very food  of  him ;  but
                          neither the  mole  nor  the  fieldmouse knew anything about it,
                          for they could not  bear swallows.  As  soon as spring returned,
                          and  the  sun  began  to  warm  the  earth,  the  swallow  bid
                          Maja farewell,  and  she  opened  the  hole  the  mole  had  once
                          made in the ceiling to let him out.  The sun &hone upon them
                          eo  brightly,  the  swallow  asked  if  she  would  go  with  him,
                          as she could sit on  his back, and  they  might  fly far  away into
                          the green forest;  but  Maja  knew it  would vex the  fieldmouse
                          if she were  to  leave  her in  that  manner.  “ No,  I  cannot,”
                          said  little Maja.  t( Farewell,  farewell!  you  kind and  pretty
                          girl! ” said the  swallow,  flying  out  into the  broad  sunshine.
                          Maja louked after him, and  tears rose  to her eyes,  for she had
                          a kindly feeling  for the  poor swallow.  u T w it!  twit I ”  sang
                          the bird as he flew about in the green woods.  Little Maja was
                          very sad;  she was  not  allowed  to go out  into  the warm sun­
                          shine.  The  corn that  had  been  sown  in  the  field  over  the
                          fieldmouse’3  dwelling  had  now g T o w n   to  be  tall, and formed
                          quite a thick forest  to the  poor little  maiden who was only au
                          inch high.
                             “ You are going to  be  married,  little  Maja,77  said  the  field-
                          mouse ; “ my neighbour has asked for your hand.  Only  think
                          what a piece of  luck for a poor girl I  Now you  must think of
                          making your wedding  outfit;  both woollen  and  linen  clothes
                          mu3t you have when  you are  the mole's wife.'1  So  Maja was

                          obliged to spin away,  and the  fieldmouse hired  four spiders to
   552   553   554   555   556   557   558   559   560   561   562