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TRUYỆN CỔ ANDERSEN-THE DREAM OF LITTLE TUK Ah! yes, that was little Tuk: in reality his name was not Tuk, but that was what he called himself before he could speak plain: he meant it for Charles, and it is all well enough if one does but know it. | THE DREAM OF LITTLE TUK Ah yes that was little Tuk in reality his name was not Tuk but that was what he called himself before he could speak plain he meant it for Charles and it is all well enough if one does but know it. He had now to take care of his little sister Augusta who was much younger than himself and he was besides to learn his lesson at the same time but these two things would not do together at all. There sat the poor little fellow with his sister on his lap and he sang to her all the songs he knew and he glanced the while from time to time into the geography-book that lay open before him. By the next morning he was to have learnt all the towns in Zealand by heart and to know about them all that is possible to be known. His mother now came home for she had been out and took little Augusta on her arm. Tuk ran quickly to the window and read so eagerly that he pretty nearly read his eyes out for it got darker and darker but his mother had no money to buy a candle. There goes the old washerwoman over the way said his mother as she looked out of the window. The poor woman can hardly drag herself along and she must now drag the pail home from the fountain. Be a good boy Tukey and run across and help the old woman won t you So Tuk ran over quickly and helped her but when he came back again into the room it was quite dark and as to a light there was no thought of such a thing. He was now to go to bed that was an old turn-up bedstead in it he lay and thought about his geography lesson and of Zealand and of all that his master had told him. He ought to be sure to have read over his lesson again but that you know he could not do. He therefore put his geography-book under his pillow because he had heard that was a very good thing to do when one wants to learn one s lesson but one cannot however rely upon it entirely. Well there he lay and thought and thought and all at once it was just as if someone kissed his eyes and mouth he slept and yet he did not sleep it .
