The children were so amused that the shoemaker kept the rooster crowing all night long until the room was overflowing with a great heap of shining ducats.
The next day the shoemaker said to his wife:
"We must measure our money and see how much we have. Send one of the children over to Godfather to borrow a bushel measure."
So the youngest child ran over to the rich man's house and said:
"Godfather, my father says will you please lend us a bushel measure to measure our money."
"Measure your money!" the rich man growled. "Pooh, pooh, what nonsense! Wife, where's that old worn-out measure that we're going to throw away? It's the very thing to lend these beggars."
The woman who was just as disagreeable as the man handed the child an old broken measure and said, severely:
"See you bring it back at once!"
In a short time the little girl returned the measure.
"Thanks, Godfather," she said. "We've got a hundred bushels."