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Children Stories Classics Fantasy

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smrutirekha das

Children Stories Classics Fantasy

The Milkmaid And The Pale

The Milkmaid And The Pale

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Patty the Milkmaid was going to market carrying her milk in a pail on her head. As she walked along she began thinking about what she would do with the money she would get for the milk. "I'll buy some hens from Farmer Brown," she thought, "and they will lay eggs each morning. I will then sell the eggs to the preacher's wife. With the money that I get from the sale of these eggs, I'll buy myself a new pretty dress with a matching hat. Then when I go to market, everyone will see how beautiful I look! Polly Shaw will be so jealous, but I don't care. I will just look at her and toss my head like this."


As she spoke she tossed her head back, the Pail fell off it, and all the milk spilled out. Patty had to go home and tell her mother what had happened. "Oh, my child," said the mother,

"Do not count your chickens before they are hatched"


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