"'I am very sorry,' said little Hans, rubbing his eyes and pulling off his night-cap, 'but I was so tired that I thought I would lie in bed for a little time, and listen to the birds singing. Do you know that I always work better after hearing the birds sing?'

  "'Well, I am glad of that,' said the Miller, clapping little Hans on the back, 'for I want you to come up to the mill as soon as you are dressed, and mend my barn-roof for me.'

  "Poor little Hans was very anxious to go and work in his garden, for his flowers had not been watered for two days, but he did not like to refuse the Miller, as he was such a good friend to him.

  "'Do you think it would be unfriendly of me if I said I was busy?' he inquired in a shy and timid voice.

  "'Well, really,' answered the Miller, 'I do not think it is much to ask of you, considering that I am going to give you my wheelbarrow; but of course if you refuse I will go and do it myself.'

  "'Oh! on no account,' cried little Hans and he jumped out of bed, and dressed himself, and went up to the barn.

  "He worked there all day long, till sunset, and at sunset the Miller came to see how he was getting on.

  "'Have you mended the hole in the roof yet, little Hans?' cried the Miller in a cheery voice.

  "'It is quite mended,' answered little Hans, coming down the ladder.

  "'Ah'! said the Miller, 'there is no work so delightful as the work one does for others.'