The Junior Classics, Volume 6: Old-Fashioned Tales
“ I hear the cows lowing to be milked, and the maids singing as they go out with their pails. Farewell, little Hulda; guard well the bracelet; I must to my ruined temple again. Happy for me will be the day when you see my enemy (if that day ever comes) ; the bird will warn you of his neighborhood by pecking your hand."One moment stay, dear fairy," said Hulda. "Where am I most likely to see the gnome?""In the south," replied the fairy, "for they love hot sunshine. I can stay no longer. ”
