No matter how hard they tried, their lives grew more difficult, and at last the day came when the shoemaker had just one piece of leather in his entire shop. They could not believe their wonderful fortune. They dressed themselves in the twinkling of an eye, and danced and capered and sprang about as merry as could be, till at last they danced out of the door, and over the green. He also insisted on paying the shoemaker two times the price! He hurried to the market and sold the shoes. I am vexed to see them run about as they do. He purchased the footwear for his apprentice and paid the shoemaker a little more than normal. This went on for weeks.
At midnight, two little elves came and began to stitch, and sew, and hammer skillfully and quickly with their little fingers. Soon they were both dressed in their handsome new clothes. For the rest of the day, he sat in his workshop cutting the new leather for more shoes. Then the shoemaker awoke again to the bright sunlight streaming through the window. They also left out a plate of good things to eat and drink. What was got ready at night was always done by daybreak, and the good man soon was well-to-do.
The two men clambered onto the workbench and began working. Just as before, the shoemaker and his wife hid themselves and anxiously waited. Just before dawn he finished making the shoes. Because it was nearly Christmas he made her a doll out of a little piece of firewood. The little shop prospered as never before, and it's proprietor was soon a rich man himself.
This was long before daybreak. At last they danced out of doors. He was sure Jesus would like something to eat. Soon after, a buyer came in, and as the shoes pleased him so well, he paid more for them than was customary, and, with the money, the shoemaker was able to purchase leather for two pairs of shoes. Soon his small shop was crowded with customers.
He had a pair in every size, but Jesus had not come to collect His gift. The chubby guy noticed Rachel's curious gaze and quickly fixed his hat tightly over his ear. The next morning when he returned to the shop, to his astonishment he found several pairs of beautiful shoes sitting on the table where he had left the cut leather. He rushed out into the street. He cut them out at night and went to bed. In her translation of 1884 Margaret Hunt chose The Elves as title for these three stories. But times were tough for the shoemaker and his wife.
They were going through a bad time and had to sleep hungry many a times. So he went quietly to bed, left all his cares to God, and fell asleep. Later in life, he also wrote plays and essays. You must be so thirsty after your singing. Once again, the shoemaker had a wonderful dream.
He wished to be up with the sun and get to work. The girl did not know what to do, but at length, after much persuasion, and as they told her that it was not right to refuse an invitation of this kind, she consented. He took the shoes in his hands to observe them closely and found that they were very neatly made. He stood and surveyed his work. The heart of the rainbow had finally been found. The old shoemaster shuffled out to join the Christmas celebrations.
Jesus was coming to visit! The term is mainly used for stories with origins in European tradition and, at least in recent centuries, mostly relates to children's literature. Rachel stared at the shoes; a tear fell softly down her cheek. He was a kind man and always did the best job he could. He became known for making some of the most beautiful and sturdy shoes in his village, and the couple's money troubles began to lift. Whether the shoemaker cut two pairs or four pairs, the fine new shoes were always ready in the morning. The colours in the rainbow are so clear and bright.