-LSB- From Ungarischen Volksmurchen . -RSB- The Stone-Cutter Once upon a time there lived a stone-cutter , who went every day to a great rock in the side of a big mountain and cut out slabs for gravestones or for houses . He understood very well the kinds of stones wanted for the different purposes , and as he was a careful workman he had plenty of customers . For a long time he was quite happy and contented , and asked for nothing better than what he had . Now in the mountain dwelt a spirit which now and then appeared to men , and helped them in many ways to become rich and prosperous . The stone-cutter , however , had never seen this spirit , and only shook his head , with an unbelieving air , when anyone spoke of it . But a time was coming when he learned to change his opinion . One day the stone-cutter carried a gravestone to the house of a rich man , and saw there all sorts of beautiful things , of which he had never even dreamed . Suddenly his daily work seemed to grow harder and heavier , and he said to himself : ` Oh , if only I were a rich man , and could sleep in a bed with silken curtains and golden tassels , how happy I should be ! ' And a voice answered him : ` Your wish is heard ; a rich man you shall be ! ' At the sound of the voice the stone-cutter looked round , but could see nobody . He thought it was all his fancy , and picked up his tools and went home , for he did not feel inclined to do any more work that day . But when he reached the little house where he lived , he stood still with amazement , for instead of his wooden hut was a stately palace filled with splendid furniture , and most splendid of all was the bed , in every respect like the one he had envied . He was nearly beside himself with joy , and in his new life the old one was soon forgotten . It was now the beginning of summer , and each day the sun blazed more fiercely . One morning the heat was so great that the stone-cutter could scarcely breathe , and he determined he would stay at home till the evening . He was rather dull , for he had never learned how to amuse himself , and was peeping through the closed blinds to see what was going on in the street , when a little carriage passed by , drawn by servants dressed in blue and silver . In the carriage sat a prince , and over his head a golden umbrella was held , to protect him from the sun 's rays . ` Oh , if I were only a prince ! ' said the stone-cutter to himself , as the carriage vanished round the corner .
` Oh , if I were only a prince , and could go in such a carriage and have a golden umbrella held XXXXX me , how happy I should be ! '
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