No one in the whole country can be as rich as we are ! ' In an instant the wood-cutter was on his feet , and running to the court , where he paused dazzled by the glitter of the coins which lay around him . ` You see , my dear wife , that I was right , ' he said at last . ` Fortune is so capricious , you can never count on her . Run after her , and she is sure to fly from you ; stay still , and she is sure to come . ' -LSB- Traditions Populaires de l'Asie Mineure . -RSB- The Enchanted Head Once upon a time an old woman lived in a small cottage near the sea with her two daughters . They were very poor , and the girls seldom left the house , as they worked all day long making veils for the ladies to wear over their faces , and every morning , when the veils were finished , the other took them over the bridge and sold them in the city . Then she bought the food that they needed for the day , and returned home to do her share of veil-making . One morning the old woman rose even earlier than usual , and set off for the city with her wares . She was just crossing the bridge when , suddenly , she knocked up against a human head , which she had never seen there before . The woman started back in horror ; but what was her surprise when the head spoke , exactly as if it had a body joined on to it . ` Take me with you , good mother ! ' it said imploringly ; ` take me with you back to your house . ' At the sound of these words the poor woman nearly went mad with terror . Have that horrible thing always at home ? Never ! never ! And she turned and ran back as fast as she could , not knowing that the head was jumping , dancing , and rolling after her . But when she reached her own door it bounded in before her , and stopped in front of the fire , begging and praying to be allowed to stay .
All that XXXXX there was no food in the house , for the veils had not been sold , and they had no money to buy anything with .
Mineure day feet fire left morning right veil-making wares wood-cutter