THE SHOES OF FORTUNE (VI) Tương tự truyện cổ Grim, truyển cổ Andersen cũng là 1 trong những tác phẩm nổi tiếng thế giới . đây là bản tiếng anh cảu bộ truyện này. | THE SHOES OF FORTUNE VI The Best That the Galoshes Gave The following day early in the morning while the Clerk was still in bed someone knocked at his door. It was his neighbor a young Divine who lived on the same floor. He walked in. Lend me your Galoshes said he it is so wet in the garden though the sun is shining most invitingly. I should like to go out a little. He got the Galoshes and he was soon below in a little duodecimo garden where between two immense walls a plumtree and an apple-tree were standing. Even such a little garden as this was considered in the metropolis of Copenhagen as a great luxury. The young man wandered up and down the narrow paths as well as the prescribed limits would allow the clock struck six without was heard the horn of a post-boy. To travel to travel exclaimed he overcome by most painful and passionate remembrances. That is the happiest thing in the world That is the highest aim of all my wishes Then at last would the agonizing restlessness be allayed which destroys my existence But it must be far far away I would behold magnificent Switzerland I would travel to Italy and------ It was a good thing that the power of the Galoshes worked as instantaneously as lightning in a powder-magazine would do otherwise the poor man with his overstrained wishes would have travelled about the world too much for himself as well as for us. In short he was travelling. He was in the middle of Switzerland but packed up with eight other passengers in the inside of an eternally-creaking diligence his head ached till it almost split his weary neck could hardly bear the heavy load and his feet pinched by his torturing boots were terribly swollen. He was in an intermediate state between sleeping and waking at variance with himself with his company with the country and with the government. In his right pocket he had his letter of credit in the left his passport and in a small leathern purse some double louis d or carefully sewn up in the bosom of his .
