The Singing Butler

The Singing Butler
Tom slept again, and after a time he had this pleasant dream. He thought it was summer and he was playing, all alone, in the fair meadow called Goodman's Fields, when a dwarf only a foot high, with long red whiskers and a humped back, appeared to him suddenly and said, "Dig, by that stump." He did so, and found twelve bright new pennies-wonderful riches! Yet this was not the best of it; for the dwarf said:
"I know thee. Thou art a good lad and deserving; thy distresses shall end, for the day of thy reward is come.
The Singing Butler
Dig here every seventh day, and thou shalt find always the same treasure, twelve bright new pennies. Tell none-keep the secret."
Then the dwarf vanished, and Tom flew to Offal Court with his prize, saying to himself, "Every night will I give my father a penny; he will think I begged it, it will glad his heart, and I shall no more be beaten. One penny every week the good priest that teacheth me shall have; mother, Nan, and Bet the other four. We be done with hunger and rags now, done with fears and frets and savage usage."
The Singing Butler