"With pleasure," he said, and so he began. We must now listen attentively.
"There was once a bundle of matches that were exceedingly proud because of their high degree. Their genealogical tree — that is to say, the big fir-tree of which each was a little piece — had been a big old tree in the forest. The matches were now lying on the shelf between a tinder-box and an old iron pot, to whom they were telling all about their early days. 'Yes, when we were green branches,' they said, 'we were indeed well off. Every morning and evening we had diamond tea, — that's what we called the dew, — and all day we had sunshine whenever the sun was shining, while all the little birds had to tell us stories. We could easily tell that we were well off, for the other trees wore leaves only in the summer, while our family could afford green clothes both summer and winter. But then came the wood-cutter, like the great revolution, and our family was split up. The head of the family got an appointment as mainmast on a splendid ship, which could sail round the whole world if it liked; and the other branches of the family came to different places, and we were now consigned to the task of providing light for the lower classes; that's the reason we people of high degree came to he here in the kitchen.'
"'Well, my fate has been quite a different one,' said the iron pot, near which the matches were lying. ' From the very first I have been scoured and have cooked ever so many meals. I look after the material welfare of the household and am really of first importance in the house. My only pleasure is, when dinner is over, to lie clean and bright on my shelf and have a good talk with my comrades. With the exception of the water-pail, which now and then is taken down into the yard, we all spend our lite indoors. Our only messenger that brings news from the outer world is the market-basket, but she talks so violently about the government and the people! Why, the other day an old pot became so frightened at her talk that he fell down and broke in pieces! She is very outspoken, I must tell you — '
"'You talk a good deal too much! ' said the tinder-box, and the steel struck the flint a blow so that the sparks flew about. Come, let us have a merry evening.'
"'Yes, let us discuss who is of the best family, ' said the matches.
"'No, I don't like to talk about myself,' said the earthen pot; 'let us get up an entertainment. I will begin — I will tell you about something which has happened to all of you, so that you can easily enter into it, and then it is all the more amusing: On the shores of the Baltic, in the shelter of the Danish beeches — '
"'That's a very pretty beginning!' said all the plates; 'that is sure to be a story we shall like.'
"'Well, there I spent my youth with a quiet family; the furniture
