STIRRING THE CHRISTMAS PUDDING
dyke when he noticed a tiny stream of sea-water coming from a hole in the dyke. He ran up to it and put his hand in the hole. He knew, brave fellow, that if the water came into the country everyone would be drowned. “I will stay here till someone passe? by,” he thought. So he still kept at his lonely post like a well-drilled soldier. It was a very dark night, and so cold. Hans’s head began to nod, but he tried hard to keep awake. The next morning some workmen found-him frozen, but his little hand was still in the hole. One man carried him home, while the other mended the dyke. The story of the brave boy will never be forgotten in Holland.—Re-told by “Maid Mignonette,” aged 8, Eketahuna.
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Dominion, Volume 26, Issue 30, 29 October 1932, Page 19
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