The Ugly Duckling The classic story by Hans Christian - Hans Christian Andersen

The stork walking about on his long red legs chattered in the Egyptian language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst of which were deep pools. It was, indeed, delightful to walk about in the country. In a sunny spot stood a pleasant old farm-house close by a deep river, and from the house down to the water side grew great burdock leaves, so high, that under the tallest of them a little child could stand upright. The spot was as wild as the centre of a thick wood. In this snug retreat sat a duck on her nest, watching for her young

as the centre of a thick wood. In this snug retreat sat a duck on her nest, watching for her young brood to hatch;

Now, if we only had as many casks of butter as there are people here, then I would eat lots of butter!