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<h2>THE MILKMAID AND HER PAIL</h2>
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<p>A farmer's daughter had been out to milk the cows, and was
returning to the dairy carrying her pail of milk upon her head. As
she walked along, she fell a-musing after this fashion: "The milk
in this pail will provide me with cream, which I will make into
butter and take to market to sell. With the money I will buy a
number of eggs, and these, when hatched, will produce chickens, and
by and by I shall have quite a large poultry-yard. Then I shall
sell some of my fowls, and with the money which they will bring in
I will buy myself a new gown, which I shall wear when I go to the
fair; and all the young fellows will admire it, and come and make
love to me, but I shall toss my head and have nothing to say to
them." Forgetting all about the pail, and suiting the action to the
word, she tossed her head. Down went the pail, all the milk was
spilled, and all her fine castles in the air vanished in a
moment!</p>
<p class="adage">Do not count your chickens before they are
hatched.</p>
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