Kaatje looked up and there was a man, a farmer by the look of him, and he had such a kindly face that before too long kaatje was telling him her silly dream. Well, he just laughed and laughed.
“I had a dream like that once, but I Knew it was only a dream,” the farmer said. “I dreamt I had to go the dairy of a small farm near the crossroads by the Old Inn outside the Dutch town of Haarlem, and under the flagstones I would find a great chest of gold. Quite ridiculous! I think you should go home to your good husband and forget your dreams,” and he walked away down the street.
Kaatje could not really believe what she had heard but tired as she was, she went home again as fast as ever she could.
Hans was cross with her at first for going on such a fool’s errand, but when she demanded he dig up the dairy floor he just laughed at her. So she picked up the spade and began digging by herself.
The pile of earth grew higher and higher, and Hans despaired for his clean dairy. But then the spade struck something metal. Hans and Kaatje peered down into the hole.
An old rusting chest lay on its side, and spilling out was a great pile of coins! Well, then they both dug away with both hands and soon there was a great pile of gold coins on the dairy floor, enough to keep them in great comfort for the rest of their days. They were content with their way of life so they stayed at the farm near the crossroads by the Old Inn outside the Dutch town of Haarlem, and Hans went every week to market with his cheeses. But Kaatje never remembered a single one of her dreams ever again.
Kaatje looked up and there was a man, a farmer by the look of him, and he had such a kindly face that before too long kaatje was telling him her silly dream. Well, he just laughed and laughed.
“I had a dream like that once, but I Knew it was only a dream,” the farmer said. “I dreamt I had to go the dairy of a small farm near the crossroads by the Old Inn outside the Dutch town of Haarlem, and under the flagstones I would find a great chest of gold. Quite ridiculous! I think you should go home to your good husband and forget your dreams,” and he walked away down the street.
Kaatje could not really believe what she had heard but tired as she was, she went home again as fast as ever she could.
Hans was cross with her at first for going on such a fool’s errand, but when she demanded he dig up the dairy floor he just laughed at her. So she picked up the spade and began digging by herself.
The pile of earth grew higher and higher, and Hans despaired for his clean dairy. But then the spade struck something metal. Hans and Kaatje peered down into the hole.
An old rusting chest lay on its side, and spilling out was a great pile of coins! Well, then they both dug away with both hands and soon there was a great pile of gold coins on the dairy floor, enough to keep them in great comfort for the rest of their days. They were content with their way of life so they stayed at the farm near the crossroads by the Old Inn outside the Dutch town of Haarlem, and Hans went every week to market with his cheeses. But Kaatje never remembered a single one of her dreams ever again.
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