The little peasant

he, “more than I could want.` Then the peasants made up their minds that they too would fetch some sheep for themselves, a flock apiece, but the mayor said: “I come first.` So they went to the water together, and just then there were some of the small fleecy clouds in the blue sky, which are called little lambs, and they were reflected in the water, whereupon the peasants cried: “We already see the sheep down below!` The mayor pressed forward and said: “I will go down first, and look about me, and if things promise well I`ll call you.` So he jumped in; splash! went the water; it sounded as if he were calling them, and the whole crowd plunged in after him as one man. Then the entire village was dead, and the small peasant, as sole heir, became a rich man.