A COUNTRY FELLOW AND THE RIVER
A STUPID Boy was sent to market by his Mother to sell butter and
cheese. He made a stop by the way at a swift river, and
laid himself down on the bank to watch until it should run
About midnight, home he went to his Mother, with all his
market goods back again.
"Why, how now, my Son?" said she. "What have we here?"
"Why, Mother, yonder is a river that has been running all
this day, and I stayed till just now,
 waiting for it to run out; and there it is, running still."
"My Son," said the good woman, "thy head and mine will be
laid in the grave many a day before this river has all run
by. You will never sell your butter and cheese if you wait