THE STRONG CHILD
HERE was once a child who was so big and
strong that he thought he was a man.
"See!" he said to his mother. "I am a man! Give me my
father's sword, and I will take care of you."
"That will be beautiful!" said his mother; and she gave him the
sword, and sighed and smiled.
The child held the sword lightly, he was so strong, and
brandished it about.
"Look!" he said. "I can wield it easily.
If we meet a lion or a bear on
the road, I will kill it with one blow, thus!"
"That will be glorious!" said the mother; and she sighed
But when the child put the sword back in the sheath, it
chanced that he caught
 his finger on a pin that was about his dress, and tore the
"Oh, mother!" he cried. "This dreadful pin has scratched
my finger. Look! here is a
great drop of blood! oh! how it hurts!" and he wept
"Thank God!" said the mother. "You are still a
And she kissed the finger, and bound it up, and wept too,
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