bed time storys

join the lads and then they would sit down all together and tell stories. Consequently Klas became John's best friend for he knew stories without end. He could tell all about the Nine-hills and the underground folk who inhabited them; how the giants disappeared from the country and the dwarfs or little people came in their stead. These tales John swallowed so eagerly that he thought of nothing else and was for ever talking of golden cups and crowns and glass shoes and pockets full of ducats and gold rings and diamond coronets and snow-white brides and the like. Old Klas used often to shake his head at him and say ?John! John! what are you about? The spade and scythe will be your sceptre and crown and your bride will wear a garland of rosemary and a gown of striped drill.?