cried the woman, "i tell you what, i will fetch his sunday coat which is still hanging at home in the cupboard, he can wear that and look respectable. you will be so kind as to take it with you." "that won’t do very well," answered the peasant; "people are not allowed to take clothes into heaven, they are taken away from one at the gate." "then hark you," said the woman, "i sold my fine wheat yesterday and got a good lot of money for it, i will send that to him. if you hide the purse in your pocket, no one will know that you have it." "if you can’t manage it any other way," said the peasant, "i will do you that favor."