There needed no fathers and mothers to take care of the children ; because there was no danger , nor trouble of any kind , and no clothes to be mended , and there was always plenty to eat and drink . Whenever a child wanted his dinner , he found it growing on a tree ; and , if he looked at the tree in the morning , he could see the expanding blossom of that night 's supper ; or , at eventide , he saw the tender bud of to-morrow 's breakfast . It was a very pleasant life indeed . No labor to be done , no tasks to be studied ; nothing but sports and dances , and sweet voices of children talking , or carolling like birds , or gushing out in merry laughter , throughout the livelong day . What was most wonderful of all , the children never quarrelled among themselves ; neither had they any crying fits ; nor , since time first began , had a single one of these little mortals ever gone apart into a corner , and sulked . O , what a good time was that to be alive in ! The truth is , those ugly little winged monsters , called Troubles , which are now almost as numerous as mosquitoes , had never yet been seen on the earth . It is probable that the very greatest disquietude which a child had ever experienced was Pandora 's vexation at not being able to discover the secret of the mysterious box . This was at first only the faint shadow of a Trouble ; but , every day , it grew more and more substantial , until , before a great while , the cottage of Epimetheus and Pandora was less sunshiny than those of the other children . `` Whence can the box have come ? '' Pandora continually kept saying to herself and to Epimetheus . `` And what in the world can be inside of it ? '' `` Always talking about this box ! '' said Epimetheus , at last ; for he had grown extremely tired of the subject . `` I wish , dear Pandora , you would try to talk of something else . Come , let us go and gather some ripe figs , and eat them under the trees , for our supper . And I know a vine that has the sweetest and juiciest grapes you ever tasted . '' `` Always talking about grapes and figs ! '' cried Pandora , pettishly . `` Well , then , '' said Epimetheus , who was a very good-tempered child , like a multitude of children in those days , `` let us run out and have a merry time with our playmates . ''
`` I am tired of merry times , and do n't care XXXXX I never have any more ! ''
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