The King of the Golden River by John Ruskin (namjoon book recommendations TXT) π
"Aye! what for, indeed, you little vagabond?" said Hans, administering an educational box on the ear as he followed his brother into the kitchen.
"Bless my soul!" said Schwartz when he opened the door.
"Amen," said the little gentleman, who had taken his cap off and was standing in the middle of the kitchen, bowing with the utmost possible velocity.
"Who's that?" said Schwartz, catching up a rolling-pin and turning to Gluck with a fierce frown.
"I don't know, indeed, brother," said Gluck in great terror.
"How did he get in?" roared Schwartz.
"My dear brother," said Gluck deprecatingly, "he was so VERY wet!"
The rolling-pin was descending on Gluck's head, but, at the instant, the old gentleman interposed his conical cap, on which it crashed with a shock that shook the water out of it all over the room. What was very odd, the rolling-pin no sooner touched the cap than it flew out of Schwartz's hand
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came in sight of the Treasure Valley, behold, a river, like the
Golden River, was springing from a new cleft of the rocks above
it and was flowing in innumerable streams among the dry heaps of
red sand.
And as Gluck gazed, fresh grass sprang beside the new streams,
and creeping plants grew and climbed among the moistening soil.
Young flowers opened suddenly along the riversides, as stars
leap out when twilight is deepening, and thickets of myrtle and
tendrils of vine cast lengthening shadows over the valley as they
grew. And thus the Treasure Valley became a garden again, and
the inheritance which had been lost by cruelty was regained by
love.
And Gluck went and dwelt in the valley, and the poor were never
driven from his door, so that his barns became full of corn and
his house of treasure. And for him the river had, according to
the dwarfβs promise, become a river of gold.
And to this day the inhabitants of the valley point out the place
where the three drops of holy dew were cast into the stream, and
trace the course of the Golden River under the ground until it
emerges in the Treasure Valley. And at the top of the cataract
of the Golden River are still to be seen two black stones, round
which the waters howl mournfully every day at sunset; and these
stones are still called by the people of the valley
THE BLACK BROTHERS
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