Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty Humpty-Dumpty was a smooth, round little chap, with a winning smile, and a great golden heart in his broad chest. Only one thing troubled Humpty, and that was that he might fall and crack his thin shell. He wished to be hard all the way through, for he felt his heart wabble when he walked, or ran about. So off he went to the black Hen for advice. This Hen was kind and wise, so she was just the one for him to go to with his trouble. “Your Father, Old Humpty, “ said the Hen, “was very foolish, and would take warning from no one; you know what the poet said of him: “Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall, All the King’s horses and all the king’s men Cannot put Humpty-Dumpty together again” “So you see, he came to a very bad end, just because he was reckless and would not take a hint from any one. He was much worse than scrambled eggs, the king, his horses and his men did all they could for him but his case was hopeless” said the hen and shook her head sadly. “What you must do,” continued the Hen “is go to the Farmers wife next door and tell her to put you into a pot of boiling hot water. Your shell is so hard and smooth that it will not hurt you, and when you come out you may do as you wish and nothing can break you. You can tumble about to your heart’s content and you will not break nor even dent yourself” So Humpty rolled in next door and told the Farmer’s wife that he wanted to be put into boiling hot water as he was too brittle to be of any use to himself or to any one else. “Indeed you shall” said the Farmers wife, “What is more I shall wrap you in a piece of spotted calico, so that you have a nice colored dress. You will come out looking as bright as an Easter egg.” So she tied him up in a bright new rag and dragged him into the copper kettle of boiling water that was on the hearth. It was pretty hot for Humpty at first, but he soon got used to it and was happy for he felt himself getting harder every minute. He did not have to stay in the water long before he was guite well done and as hard as a brick all the way through. So Untying the rag, he jumped out of the kettle as tough and as bright as any hard boiled egg. The Calico had marked him from head to foot with big bright red spots. He was gaudy as a circus clown and as nimble and merry as one. The Farmer’s wife shook with laughter to see the pranks of the little fellow, for he frollicked and frisked about from table to chair to mantelpiece. He would fall from the shelf to the floor just to show how hard his shell had become. After thanking the good woman most politely for the service she had done him he walked out into the sunshine. He jumped onto the clothesline, like a rope dancer, to see the wide, wide world. Of the travels of Humpty-Dumpty much could be said. He went east, west, north and south. He saw the seas, he walked and rode on the land through all of the countries of the Earth, and all his life long he was happy and content. Sometimes as a clown in a circus he would make fun for old and young. And as a wandering minstrel he would strum the strings of his banjo and sing a merry song. And so, on through his travels he lightened the cares of others and made them forget there sorrows and filled every heart with joy. But wherever he went, in sunshine or in rain he never forgot to sing the praises of the wise black hen nor the good, kind farmers wife who started him in life, hardened against sadness and with a big heart in the right place for the cheer and comfort of others. THE END