earnings
Seem'd to the poor widow hard, who raved and scolded
him always.
Nought in her house was left; not a cheese, not a loaf,
not an onion;
Nought but a cow in her yard, and that must go to the
market.
"Sell me the cow," cried she; then he sold it, gad! for a
handful——
Only to think!———of beans. She shied them out thro'