The Country Maid


A country maid walking along with a can of milk on her head, fell to it: "The money for this milk will buy three hundred eggs. These eggs allowing for the ideal will produce two hundred and fifty chickens. The chickens will sell for enough money to buy me a new dress. Green — let me consider — for it becomes my complexion. In this dress I will go to the fair and all of the fellows will ask to dance with me, but I shall not have one of them." And with a toss of her pretty head she let the can of milk fall — and spilled all her dreams.