The Golden Windows
All day long the little worked hard, in field
and barn and shed, for his people were poor farmers, and could not pay a workman; but at sunset there an hour that was all his own, for his father had given it to him. Then the boy would go up to the top of a hill and look across at another that rose some miles away. On this far hill stood a house with windows of clear gold and diamonds. They shone and blazed so that it made the boy wink to look at them: but after a while the people in the house shutters, as it seemed, and then it looked like any common farmhouse. The boy supposed they did this because it was supper-time; and then he would go into the house and have his supper of and milk, and so to bed.
(Adapted from ‘The Golden Windows’, Laura E Richards, 1903)