A stupid Boy, who was sent to market by the good old woman, his Mother, to sell butter and cheese, made a stop by the way at a swift river, and laid himself down on the bank there, until it should run out.  
About midnight, home he went to his Mother, with all his market trade back again.
 
"Why, how now, my Son?" said she. "What ill fortune have you had, that you have sold nothing all day............