MRS. DANDILY AND THE VILLAGERS

Mrs. Dandily was old, yet just and kind. A few decades ago, she married the richest of the rich who later died defending the Indians in the great British war. All of his fortune was now Mrs. Dandily’s.  She pondered and pondered what to do with, but there was no need for the thought came to her. One day she was taking a stroll in her carriage when the horses got quite frightened by a sudden leap of a stray dog. The horses ran wild and, in some time, Mrs. Dandily found herself in a distant village. All was drab and all was dull. She noticed that the villagers looked quite unhappy and quite not content. Though Mrs. Dandily was rich, she wasn’t spoilt. She was quite tender hearted and felt it was her mission to bring joy to the villagers hearts. Mrs. Dandily was weak and could not do it all by herself. First, she hired henchmen, and workmen. Then she payed them to construct a garden and wells all around the village. Yes, it took time, yes, it took patience. But after a few years the village was full of greenery and the villagers were so grateful. They offered Mrs. Dandily a great many things but as I said before, Mrs. Dandily was anything but spoilt. She refused and said ‘’Your happiness is my payment.”After about 5 years she came back to that village and was not at all surprised to see that now the villagers were quite happy and content with their surroundings. When the villagers saw her, they rushed over to welcome her and said, “Than you for making our village as beautiful as it is now, if it had not been for you, our village would have now been in ruins, thank you so muck=h for what you did for us” Mrs. Dandily then replied, “It was my pleasure and I too am happy to see you all having fun and being so pleased with your surroundings.” Saying that she breathed her last breath. Even through she was forever gone, the villagers never forget her, they used always say that our village would not have been what it is now if not for that kind woman, Mrs. Dandily.