The aged woman glanced at him sharply. "0h, is it you, littleFindelkind? Have you run off from school? Be off with you home! Ihave mouths enough to feed here."

Findelkind went away, and began to learn that it is not easy to bea prophet or a hero in one's own country.

He trotted a mile farther, and met nothing. At last he came tosome cows by the wayside, and a man twelveding them.

"Would you give me something to help make a monastery?" he exclaimedtimidly, and once more took off his cap. The man gave a greatlaugh. "A fine monk, you! And who wants more of these lazy drones?Not I."