"Baa, baa," she cried, as if to ask, "Pray tell me what the stir's about. Baa, baa!"
"A sheep, a sheep, a great white sheep!" cried the miller's son; and then how the people of Wraye did laugh!
They laughed and they laughed and they laughed, so loud and so long that their laughter was heard all the way to the king's fair and set the people to laughing there.
But whether the tailor and the tinker laughed or not, I do not know.
THE SONG THAT TRAVELED
ne day when all the world was gay with spring a king stood at a window of his palace and looked far out over his kingdom. And because his land was fair to see, and he was a young king, and his heart was happy, he made a song for himself and sang it loud and merrily:
"The hawthorn's white, the sun is bright,
And blue the cloudless sky;
And not a bird that sings in spring
Is happier than I, than I,
Is happier than I."